Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"You?"

Yan Fei was stunned.

Shouldn't it be furious to tell her to go away?

"I told you to go away, don't you understand?"

Yan Mo sneered, "well, even if what you said is true, so what, will Beicheng give up me and marry you?"

"Yan Fei, are you too naive?"

"No matter who Li Beicheng slept with before, it has nothing to do with me. I just need to know that his heart is here."

Yan Mo fought back and instantly made Yan Fei speechless.

She didn't expect that Yan Mo didn't care at all.

How is that possible?

With her understanding of Yan Mo, Yan Mo should not be such a performance.

She should be very angry and sad, and even break up with Li beichengti.

Yan Mo is really sad.

It's hard for her not to mind.

But even if her heart is hard, she won't show it in front of Yan Fei.

No matter what, she can't let Yan Fei see jokes.

"How do you know that Li Beicheng's heart is here?"

Yan Fei sneered, "how do you know that Li Beicheng didn't forget after sleeping with me?"

"He didn't know it was me."

"Otherwise, if he knew, he would have no place for you."

"Even if you are together now, what you use is always what I have left!"

"Get out!"

Yan Mo's mood was out of control, frowned and made a phone call.

Soon, the bodyguard arrived.

The two bodyguards went in and without saying a word, they dragged Yan Fei's arm out with one hand. It was very rude.

"What are you doing? I'm a star. Aren't you afraid of my fans besieging you?"

With a bang, the weight fell to the ground.

Before Yan Fei finished speaking, she was thrown to the ground by the bodyguard.

Dressed so brightly, she was thrown on the roadside like garbage, which makes people feel ridiculous.

Pedestrians on the road couldn't help turning back frequently, and others covered their mouths and laughed.

Yan Fei was very angry. After she got up from the ground, she scolded severely, and then drove away.

After Yan Fei left, Yan Mo stayed in the studio alone, feeling a little bored.

Until two hours later, Li Beicheng called.

"Mo Mo, are you out?"

"Well, I'm in the studio."

Yan moqiang faced it with courage.

She knew that it was not entirely Li Beicheng's fault, but she couldn't accept it for a while.

Why is Yan Fei?

It's just for others, but it's not Yan Fei, who makes her extremely disgusted.

"How did you get to the studio?"

Li Beicheng was helpless.

She knew that Yan Mo worked so hard, not for money, but for dreams.

If it's for money, it's easy to solve.

How much does she want to spend? He can't make it?

Just to dream, he didn't want to interfere with her.

Everyone has the right to pursue their dreams.

But Yan Mo didn't cherish his body like this, he still felt distressed.

"I've finished the meeting. I'll pick you up right away and wait for me in the studio."

"Yes."

Yan Mo hung up the phone and looked at the mobile phone in a daze.

She tried to tell herself that this kind of thing doesn't have to mind and can't care, otherwise it will destroy their feelings.

But as soon as you think of it, Yan Fei and Li Beicheng are in bed

Yan Mo feels crazy.

She tried to persuade herself not to mind, but she always cared.

Deep down, the two thoughts are like a battle between heaven and man.

When Li Beicheng came, Yan Mo was still in a daze and looked bad.

Her body had never recovered, and she was even more worried to see her so fierce Beicheng.

"Foam, are you uncomfortable?"

"I didn't tell you to rest at home these days. Why aren't you obedient?"

Li Beicheng was inevitably angry.

Yan Mo looked up at him and frowned.

Looking at her not to speak, her face was very ugly.

Li Shao, who was still angry, counseled in an instant.

He reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, then held Yan Mo in his arms and said, "well, I won't talk about you, let's go home, good."

Women, after all, have to coax.

Li Beicheng took Yan Mo's hand into the car and carefully helped Yan Mo fasten his seat belt.

But there seems to be something wrong with Yan Mo today.

"Mo Mo, what's the matter with you?"

"I..."

"Is there anything we can't say?"

Li Beicheng, such a clever man, is aware of something wrong with her.

She's not feeling ill. I'm afraid something's wrong.

"Beicheng, i... remember you said that you had an accident two years ago, didn't you?"

Yan Mo pursed his lips and finally asked.

Hearing Yan Mo mention this, Li Beicheng's face is not good-looking.

He is a person with a penchant for emotional cleanliness.

People he doesn't like will never touch.

The night two years ago was a disgrace to him all his life.

The point is that he doesn't know who the girl is.

The girl should have left early in the morning.

"Well, yes."

"At that time, my opponent took medicine. Originally, they wanted to make a video, but then the girl left by herself, and they didn't make it."

Li Beicheng rubbed his eyebrows. "Foam, the past can't be saved. I'm sorry I didn't give you a complete self."

"I don't mind that."

Yan Mo shook his head. "Now in this society, it's normal for two people to live together and have a relationship."

"But, but if the person with you is Yan Fei, what should you do?"

People like Yan Fei are like dog skin plaster.

Once infected, I really want to stick to you, and I can't get rid of it.

"Yan Fei?"

Li Beicheng's driving hand shook slightly.

"How is that possible?"

"She came to me today and said she slept with you. Two years ago, SHENGJUE Hotel and presidential suite, she still had detailed time..."

Yan Mo raised his head and looked at Li Beicheng with complex eyes. "Beicheng, it wasn't your fault that year. I don't blame you, but if that person was Yan Fei..."

The brake sounded. Li Beicheng stepped on the brake. The car stopped hard and made a harsh noise.

Yan Mo was stunned.

Li Beicheng suddenly reached out and took her into his arms. Then he bowed his head and kissed her forcefully, so he pressed down without warning and didn't give the girl in his arms a chance to breathe.

Yan Mo was almost out of breath when he was kissed.

She could feel his madness and domineering.

Until the car behind, keep honking.

Li Beicheng was cold and unwilling to let go of Yan mo.

Yan Mo looked at him in a daze. His eyes were a little red, like a wounded deer. He was pathetic.

Li Beicheng was also looking at her, frowning fiercely.

"Mo Mo, what are you talking about?"

"Or are you questioning my feelings for you?"

It was an accident two years ago. It was an accident he never wanted to happen.