Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

He propped himself up and looked in the direction of the front of the car——

A woman with untidy hair bumped into the front of his car. She was wearing AC tooling and couldn't see her face clearly.

Mo Beiting screwed his eyebrows to adjust the seat. Although he didn't recognize the woman who hit his car, he recognized the aggressive man.

Eyes dark and light looking at the men and women in front of the quarrel.

Gu Ting stares at the embarrassed Wang Yue, mocking and disdaining, mixed with indifference and a bit of gnashing hatred, "Wang Yue, I will never sign the divorce agreement, you die of this heart."

"I've already found a lawyer. What's your opinion? Tell the judge in the court," Wang Yue stood up straight and combed her hair from the quarrel just now. Her face was calm and determined. "You'll get a divorce. That woman is pregnant. Even if you wait, she can't wait and your mother can't wait."

"You can't wait to divorce me?" Gu Ting Jun Lang's face is very tight, suppressing anger and irritability.

"Yes, I can't wait to see you again," said the woman in her voice with unabashed disgust, no hesitation, no nostalgia. "You men, looking at me, feel dirty to me..."

"Pop."

The loud slap cut her off.

The man looked down at her with a kind of extremely indifferent eyes, "dirty you? Well, I've made you dirty today. I haven't married you for so many years. At the beginning, I paid 100000 betrothal gifts to marry you. Now that I'm going to divorce, I can't lose money. "

With that, he began to tear Wang Yue's clothes.

Although it's still early and there are no cars in the parking lot, it doesn't mean that there will be no cars.

"Gu Ting, are you crazy?"

Wang Yue covers the torn clothes and shrieks back and forth.

Gu Ting's eyes were red. In fact, he didn't want to do anything to her. He was angry and scared her.

For a moment, the quiet parking lot was filled with women's screams and men's humiliation from time to time.

Mo Beiting opened the door, got out of the car and slammed the door heavily.

This voice, startled two people who were quarreling.

He leaned against the door, black suit and white shirt, a little wrinkled, but it did not affect his natural reserve.

The car is also black, which makes his body more deep and neat!

Mo Beiting lowered his head to light a cigarette. The hand protecting the fire was illuminated thoroughly. His side head, eyebrows were dark and sharp, and his eyes were cold to the extreme. Looking at Gu Ting, he sneered, "are you a man?"

Gu Ting didn't expect that there was someone in the parking lot so early. He got off the car Wang Yue had just hit.

Some embarrassed cough two: "this is our private matter, let you laugh."

The company security is here.

When they saw Mo Beiting, their heads suddenly grew bigger. They saw the surveillance and didn't know that Mo Beiting was there.

"Modong."

Mo Beiting stood up straight, took a deep breath of smoke with a cold eyebrow, slowly spitting out the gray smoke, and said: "throw this man out, and don't let me see him in the range of AC in the future."

Gu Ting was taken out by a group of bodyguards.

To Mo Beiting, he didn't dare to say anything serious. He just glared at Wang Yue, who was buried in silence.

Embarrassment, embarrassment, countless complex emotions come together.

Wang Yue lowered his head, half of his face was numb, and his shirt was pulled open with a few buttons.

Not in a mess.

Mo Beiting, smoking, took two steps, took off his suit and put it on her shoulder.

He took a suit of Shen Yiqiao's spare clothes from the trunk, "make do with it first."

Wang Yue bit her lip, choking in her hoarse voice, "thank you."

Mo Beiting lightly swept her one eye, "want to thank to Xie Yi Qiao, I help you, because you are her assistant."

"Thank you all the same." Her voice was low and almost inaudible.

Mo Beiting: "let's go."

"Where to?"

"It's not convenient for you to take the staff elevator like this." He lightly swept her one eye, Wang Yue immediately understood his meaning, the face instantly blushed.

She looked up at Mo Beiting, who was walking in front of her.

The elevator stops on the first floor of the design department. Wang Yue solemnly thanks Mo Beiting and goes out.

No one from the design department has come yet.

Wang Yue went to the bathroom to change her clothes, folded Mo Beiting's suit carefully and put it in the cabinet under the desk.