Mysterious president, get away from me!

"No, I've seen them at a cocktail party before. They love each other very much. How can they kill each other?"

"Murder my elder brother, occupy my elder brother and eat my wife's flesh and blood. My mother, Mo Yingjie is so vicious. She really knows people and faces but doesn't know her heart."

"However, Yang Feiyun, that woman is also very cruel. She pinches her husband's eggs out..."

"Bullshit, Yang Feiyun has been eaten. Can't she resist? Do you want people to be bitten to death? "

On the street, on the Internet, there are people discussing this news everywhere. Most people point the finger at Mo Yingjie, calling him cruel, violent, inhuman and unworthy.

Some people also questioned why Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun suddenly fought each other. All this happened too suddenly.

Soon, someone came forward to solve the problem, saying that Yang Feiyun and Mo Yingjie are just superficial love, but in private they are actually a couple. You hate me, and I hate you. They have been fighting for divorce for a long time. It is possible that Yang Feiyun discovers that Mo Yingjie killed her brother and sister-in-law and threatens Mo Yingjie. In order to stop Yang Feiyun, Mo Yingjie deceives her into a secret room and wants to kill her. They fight to the death, resulting in a situation of one death and one injury

There is a lot of noise outside, and there are many different opinions. Many media remember to guard outside the door of Mo's villa, hoping to get first-hand information.

Mu Chenhan has already asked the servants of Mo family to unify their caliber, saying that when they found the secret room, Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun had fallen into the pool of blood.

Mo Ling kept silent and didn't say a word in front of the media, but a reporter secretly photographed her kneeling in front of Mo Guangyu's coffin in tears, and also secretly photographed her standing in front of Mo Yingjie's coffin with a complex expression of resentment and sadness.

When the reporter published these pictures in the newspaper, all the comments turned to Mo Ling. Everyone sympathized with her experience and scolded Mo Yingjie as the culprit.

Even if Mo Yingjie killed Mo Ling's own father and forced her own mother to death, she still sent him to death and cremated him.

Some media photographed her putting a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of Mo Yingjie's tomb, and photographed her visiting Yang Feiyun in the hospital. Everyone praised her for being broad-minded and kind-hearted.

Hospital, ward.

Yang Feiyun stood in front of the window, looking out at the blue sky, chirping birds on the branches, and suddenly burst into nervous laughter.

She wore a large hospital uniform on her body, just like a bed sheet. Compared with a week ago, she lost ten jin. She wanted to lose weight. She was locked up in a secret room for three days and three nights without eating or drinking. The effect was excellent. She thought with self mockery.

The sound of opening the door came from behind. She turned around and saw Maureen walk in without expression.

"The nurse said you wanted to see me." As soon as Yang Feiyun wakes up, she asks the nurse to inform Mo Ling that she wants to see her, and Mo Ling comes from Mo's home.

Yang Feiyun looked at Mo Ling's young and beautiful face and suddenly laughed and said, "you are so young."

Mo Ling quietly looked at her, just a few days, she was as old as ten years old, her cheeks relaxed, the corners of her eyes were covered with crow's feet, even her hair began to turn gray, down the line of vision, see her bandaged neck, even after plastic surgery, I'm afraid it will leave ugly scars.

This is a heavy blow for a woman who loves beauty.

Mo Ling coldly took back his sight and sat down on a chair casually. He said faintly, "you called me here just to praise me?"

"How young you are, just like the flowers blooming in the morning, but I am old." Yang Feiyun, with legs as thin as a bamboo pole, came to her and looked down at her.

Maureen calmly looked at her, her eyes, has no past glory, sharp, calculating, some just gray, lost, tired.

Mo Ling lips slightly a Yang, "so?"

Yang Feiyun sighed, sat on the chair opposite her and said, "so, I've accepted my life and don't want to fight with you anymore. Maureen, let's make peace."

Mo Ling's indifferent eyes fell on her and said with a smile, "do you think you are qualified to make peace with me?"

Yang Feiyun is not angry or angry, just like a nun who has seen through the world. His expression is calm and his voice is peaceful. "I know that I am not qualified to make peace with you. However, there are some things that I know. If you go outside, your good reputation will be destroyed. "

Mo Ling smile, no answer.

Yang Feiyun looked at her and continued, "now, everyone is scolding Mo Yingjie, scolding me, praising you for being kind and broad-minded. Even if someone doubts why Mo Yingjie and I are fighting each other in the secret room, they are also suppressed by the water army you bought. If you let people outside know that Mo Yingjie and I were locked up in a secret room by you and forced to die, wouldn't all your efforts be in vain? "

Mo Ling's eyes drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, just like the wings of a butterfly. She quickly fanned, and a meaningful smile rose on her lips, "what do you want?"

"What I want is simple." Yang Feiyun stroked his cheek and neck with his thin fingers. His eyes were deep and his tone was sad. "Give me five million, I will leave here and never appear again."

Mo Ling lips smile deeper, light way, "you lion big mouth, a mouth is five million, you when my money is windy?"

Yang Feiyun took back her finger and turned to her. She stared at her and opened her eyes with a smile. "Moling, don't cry poor with me. Who doesn't know that Mr. Zhao loves you and gives you a lot of benefits. Now you have several companies and Zhao shares. You are a little rich woman. Besides, didn't Mo Guangyu leave you a treasure? As long as you find that treasure, you won't be short of money all your life. "

Mo Ling's slender fingers casually put on the armrest of the chair. She slowly raised her head, looked up at Yang Feiyun's eyes, and said without expression, "no matter how much money I have, I deserve it. Why should I give you five million for nothing?"

Her eyes were sharp and calm, just like a sharp blade, and her momentum became fierce. Yang Feiyun suddenly had the illusion that it was Mu Er Shao, not Mo Ling, who was sitting opposite him.

People say that if two people stay together for too long, they will become more and more similar. Yang Feiyun found that sometimes the temperament of Mo Ling is very similar to that of Mu Chenhan.

Yang Feiyun calmed down, his lips tightened, and his tone was stiff. "Five million is just a drop in the bucket for you. Let me shut up forever with this money. We are not related to each other in the future. Isn't it a good deal?"

"Oh With a sneer, Mo Ling stood up, moved a pair of slender legs, went to the window, stood sideways, pointed out the window and said coldly, "Yang Feiyun, look at the outside world. Now, we all know that you and Mo Yingjie are killing each other. You are a murderer now! If I call the police, you will be caught in the police station immediately! As a murderer, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me! "

Yang Feiyun's fingers trembled and his emotion suddenly got excited. He cried out, "that's self-defense!"

"No," Mo Ling stared at her coldly, just like the queen standing high, staring at the maid creeping in front of her, and said coldly and cruelly, "you are over defensive!"

Yang Feiyun body suddenly a shock, lips slightly shiver, for a time even can't say retort words.

"He's already asking for your pardon, isn't he?"

Mo Ling face if frost, step by step toward her, with a calm and rational voice said, "when he let go of your neck, you still did not let go of him, you say, don't you mean it?"