Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"It's just a routine inquiry. It'll be OK."

Chen Baimo looked at her and sneered, "Shen Yiqiao, I won't give up this matter. You can wait to go to jail."

Yi Joe is really fed up with her.

Bai Jufang is not easy to be pacified, but also stimulated by Chen Baimo's words, and stops the police from taking Yi Qiao.

Her cool smile: "Chen Baimo, who can prove that I pushed you down, eh?"

Chen Baimo looked at the man who was always indifferent and didn't say a word, "Beiting, weren't you at that time? Do you tell the police that Shen Yiqiao pushed me down? "

All eyes fell on Mo Beiting.

Including the two policemen.

For Mo Beiting's answer, Chen Baimo is sure to win. Even if he may not love her now, he will never be selfish.

But——

Mo Beiting has been smoking in silence, no objection, no recognition.

Chen Baimo bit his lip and felt a burst of unspeakable embarrassment.

The two policemen looked at each other and felt a headache. They didn't want to participate in the dispute between the former and the latter. Both of them had extraordinary experiences.

Chen Baimo's eyes fell on Qiao Jinhuai, feeling very excited, "Jinhuai, you were there at that time, did you tell the police that Shen Yi and Qiao pushed it?"

Qiao Jinhuai frowned, "when I arrived, you had already rolled down from upstairs, I didn't see it."

When the inquiry got into a deadlock, one of the policemen coughed awkwardly: "well, Miss Shen, you'd better go back to the police station with us. We'll investigate and collect evidence. If you didn't push it, we'll give you back your innocence."

"Good."

Yi Qiao comforted Bai Jufang again a few words, just followed the police to leave.

"No," Yi Qiao went to the door, the man who had been silent finally opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and hard to distinguish.

The next second, Mo Beiting looked up at the two policemen with sharp eyes and said, "she didn't push it."

Chen Baimo's face was shocked at first, and then flashed by. He couldn't believe it. His voice became shrill. "Mo Beiting, do you know what you're talking about?"

"At that time, it was only a second or two. It was normal for people to feel biased with reality."

Mo Beiting's voice has returned to normal, his face is indifferent, and he has a strong voice over others!

"Pa!"

Chen Baimo swept all the things on the table to the ground, and his mood was close to hysterical collapse. "Mo Beiting, you are a soldier. You speak and act well in your uniform. You can't twist the facts in order to favor Shen Yiqiao."

In addition to Chen Baimo, Yiqiao and Qiao Jinhuai were also shocked. It's perfectly normal for an ordinary person to tell a lie for his own woman.

But Chen Baimo is right. Mo Beiting is a soldier. In addition to the feelings between men and women, he is more responsible and conscientious and realistic!

Mo Beiting did not answer her, but looked at the two policemen at the door, "do you want me to say it again for the third time?"

"Since there are eyewitnesses, it's a misunderstanding. I'm sorry, Miss Shen. We offended a lot just now." To Mo Beiting's indifferent face, they didn't dare to investigate whether they lied to the police, so they quickly withdrew.

Yi Qiao bit her lips and stood in the same place without moving. There was no change in her expression. She just squeezed her hand tightly and revealed her uneasy mood at the moment.

Chen Baimo couldn't move. All the things on the bedside table had been swept on the ground by her, especially with a sneer, "Mo Beiting, you get out, you all get out for me."

"Just mention what you want. As long as it's within my ability, I'll make it up to you."

"What do you make up for? Money? Or send me back to America? What's the use of going back now? Watching them dance like a loser? "

In the ward, a woman sneered, "you can still repent..."

Mo Beiting turned around and gave her a warning look.

"I can guarantee that you will live a comfortable life in the future. If you want to get married, I can introduce you to a man with a good family background."

Chen Baimo picked up the pillow and hit him in the face, "I want her to compensate me for one leg, OK?"

Mo Beiting frowned, contracted pupil Mou, lip petal heavy pursed for a while, "can."

He turned his head and looked at Qiao Jinhuai: "go and get a scalpel."

Qiao Jinhuai twisted her eyebrows, and her thin lips lifted a kind of cold and mocking radian. "Do you think it's as easy as buying a kitchen knife? You want them to give it to you? It's a scalpel. No matter whose leg you use that scalpel, the hospital can't get rid of it. Do you think people are retarded? "