Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

Yi Qiao

The man who is in a rage thinks that everything he hears is against his will. He just wants to vent his anger in various ways. Yi Qiao simply shut up and looks at him quietly.

Mo Beiting clasped her chin and forced her to open her mouth

"What do you want me to say?" Yi Joe held his breath and looked up at him.

"Whatever."

"It's estimated that the design draft of Tianzheng will be finished by the end of this month. There are still many more..."

Mo Beiting's hand was so strong that Yi Jotun couldn't speak. He frowned, and Zhan Zhan's coldness gradually appeared between his eyebrows. "No, answer me. You know what I'm thinking about in such a hurry to explain."

Yi Qiao was mo Beiting made almost no temper, she helplessly collapsed, "I don't know, but look at your face gloomy expression, you know that certainly think is not a good thing."

Mo Beiting pursed his lips. This time he was silent for a long time.

He thought of Lu Yan.

Gentle as jade, elegant and noble, even when he is angry, he is smiling at the bottom of his eyes.

"In your heart, whose expression is not gloomy?"

He looked down at the woman's beautiful face, with a little overbearing and strong voice.

This who refers to who, he knows, Yi Qiao also in the first time reaction come over. Her face slightly changed, Lu Yan has died, she does not like to be mentioned again and again because of this kind of thing.

"Third brother, can we jump over Lu Yan? Ah Yan is dead. "

She tried to push him away.

The man's big hand clasped her waist, pushed her up half of the body in the original place, did not allow her to move, the voice was full of choking gunpowder, "I can jump, can you? You are still in charge of the affairs of the Lu family, and you regard his parents as your parents. Shen Yiqiao, why are you so filial? You and Lu Yan are just girlfriends and girlfriends. If he has really become a past tense in your heart, what identity do you have to take care of his parents and brother? The two elders of the Lu family don't have sons. Even if they don't, they still have savings, a nursing home and many places to settle down. You treat them as your relatives and support them without hesitation, not only in money but also in spirit. That's because you always treat yourself as Lu Yan's woman and Lu's daughter-in-law, As Lu Ran's sister-in-law. "

He doesn't care about the money. He can also give money to Lu Yan's father for surgery, but what he cares about is Shen Yiqiao's spiritual support for the Lu family.

She treats them like family.

Because of Lu Yan.

"No..."

Yi Qiao's lips moved. As soon as she said two words, Mo Beiting interrupted her rudely. "Don't tell me it's because they treat you so well. A woman who even saw her own mother in a car accident only once or twice, and even seldom calls her when they return to Lu Lin. you make me believe that she will be grateful, nostalgic and sorry, I can't do it. "

Mo Beiting's words, like a thunder, split in Yi Qiao's mind, and instantly became white.

She tilted her head, staring at his eyes, pulled the corners of her lips, and said, "yes, such a cold and heartless woman, how can she know how to be grateful."

Her throat is astringent and choking, her eyes are covered with a layer of water light, but she blinks it stubbornly, leaving only a clear and indifferent.

"So, you should stay away from me, a cold, heartless and selfish woman. Maybe you are right. I have been deceiving myself all the time. It is because of Lu Yan that I take those unnecessary responsibilities on myself, but I want to lie that I am kind-hearted and grateful. Yes, I am not a kind-hearted person, so you are right, You're right. I'm a cold, selfish woman

At the end of the day, the words began to get confused.

Mo Beiting pursed her lips and gazed at her eyes. She suddenly pushed him hard: "get out of here."

The man didn't notice for a moment, but was pushed back two steps by her. He didn't step forward again, but looked at Yiqiao with a heavy eye pressure, and turned and strode away.

Yi Qiao's tears fell down, drop by drop, on the slightly raised arm!

At the moment when Mo Beiting walked into the office, she was moved and wanted to talk to him well, but she didn't expect that in the end, she made things worse.

"Third brother," she turned and hugged him. This movement was more perceptual than rational. It was almost the natural reaction of the body at that moment.

The man's heart was shocked and his lips tightened.