Mysterious president, get away from me!

Yang Feiyun said sternly, "I don't have it. Don't spit it out!"

Mo Ling mockingly hooked his lips, "in addition to material evidence, I also have human evidence, which can prove that you win or lose only a few thousand yuan each time you play cards. Do you want me to let them come and confront you face to face?"

Yang Feiyun was shocked. She thought she was doing something hidden. She didn't think anyone would find out about it. She didn't expect that Maureen would doubt her and seize her handle.

"In addition to these, I also know that you are actually negotiating with your lawyer and intend to divorce Mo Yingjie. You must want to knock a lot of money from Mo Yingjie before the divorce, so you encourage Mo Yingjie to put me in a secret room and try to find out the treasure my father left me. "

Mo Ling laughs sarcastically and says, "poor Mo Yingjie. He has been smart all his life and calculated all his life. In the end, he was calculated by you, and lost his life. It's really not worth it."

These evidences are all given by mu Chenhan to Mo Ling. To tell the truth, when she sees these things, she feels as disgusted as swallowing flies. At the same time, she has a new understanding of Yang Feiyun's shamelessness.

At that time, Mo Ling asked mu Chenhan why he thought of collecting Yang Feiyun's criminal evidence. He said, "people like Yang Feiyun can't be led by her nose. They must grasp her handle to make her shut up."

Mo Ling thought it was, so he put all the evidence in his mobile phone.

Yang Feiyun's dirty activities are all torn down by Mo Ling on the spot. Yang Feiyun knows that the situation is over, and even sophistry can't save anything. She slumps down on her chair and looks at the blue sky outside the window.

After looking at it for a long time, she suddenly covered her face with her hands, cried silently, and said in a hoarse voice, "do you think I want to do this? Once upon a time, I also loved Mo Yingjie very much. Knowing that he had a wife, I had no hesitation to get on well with him.... "

"I gave birth to Jiani for him and waited for him for several years without complaint. Finally, Zhao Yanrong passed away and he married me... I thought that from then on, I could be with my beloved and live a rich wife's life, but I was wrong..."

Yang Feiyun's shoulders stirred slightly, and his voice was filled with resentment and anger. "There is a kind of man. They are wolves in sheep's clothing. When they don't get it, they will talk and wait for you to be good in every way. However, once they are successful, they will show their true colors. They begin to criticize you in every way. They say that you are not right either. They dislike you for your old age. They begin to like the new and dislike the old. They even let junior students find you and embarrass you. "

What mistress make complaints about her voice is actually mistress Tucao, "you are the little three, you can't tolerate other small three provocations". However, she resisted, raised her wrist and looked at the time, and said, "I am not your intimate sister, I do not want to hear you and Mo Ying Jie's broken things."

Yang Feiyun was choked by her before she could pour out her bitter water. That kind of feeling was as bad as trying to defecate but stifling it.

She looked constipated and said, "don't hurt Qian Yaofei. He doesn't know anything."

Mo Ling sneered, "at this time, you still want to speak for your little lover, you are really true love!"

Yang Feiyun ignored her sarcastic words, wiped the tears from her face, and said without expression, "I admit that I transferred the Mo family's money to Qian Yaofei, and I really intend to divorce Mo Yingjie. I just want to fight for my love once. What's wrong with that?"

Mo Ling sneered, "I don't want to talk so much nonsense with her about people who don't have the right attitude. You take money from Mo family, I don't want to pursue with you, you don't want to take a cent from me! In three days, get out of C City and never show up in front of me again. Otherwise, I don't mind exposing the scandal of you and Qian Yaofei, which will disturb you forever! "

Her tone was severe and her eyes were contemptuous, which made Yang Feiyun angry and wanted to quarrel with her. But in the end, Yang Feiyun held back and said, "let me go. You must promise that you will never shake those things out!"

Mo Ling said coldly, "it depends on your performance. If you are honest and roll far away with your little white face, I won't trouble you. But if you don't know your face and want to hit the stone with the egg, let's fight to the end and see who is more powerful!"

Yang Feiyun's handle is controlled by Mo Ling, and she has to be controlled by her.

Yang Feiyun clenched his fingers, staring at Mo Ling with both eyes, squeezing out word by word from his teeth. "OK, I'll leave C City in three days. Remember your promise, don't expose the evidence, otherwise, even if I die, I'll settle with you!"

Mo Ling coldly said, "I'm happy to accompany you." then she straightened her hair, picked up her handbag and left. When she came to the door, she suddenly stopped, looked back at Yang Feiyun, and said sarcastically, "for the sake of the so-called love, you left your silly only daughter. I hope you don't regret it in the future."

Mo Jiani was stimulated in the secret room, her nerves were abnormal, and she was diagnosed as a mental patient by the hospital. The Pei family didn't want to get the reputation of being fickle, so they didn't let Pei Wenxuan divorce Mo Jiani for the time being. Instead, they threw Mo Jiani to the mental hospital and let her live and die on her own.

When Yang Feiyun just woke up, Mo Ling asked the nurse to tell her these things, but she still wanted to elope with her lover, never thought about taking care of Mo Jiani.

There are three members of Mo Yingjie's family, whose blood is full of selfishness.

Mo Ling sneered and slammed the door.

Yang Feiyun's face is like earth color. She leans on the chair dejectedly, and her eyes stare at the snow-white wall. Jani is her own daughter. Now she has become a madman. She is sad. But what can she do?

She for Mo Yingjie and Mo Jiani father and daughter, paid most of her life, she did not fight for the right to happiness?

Mo Ling came out of the hospital and saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road. The window of the driver's cab rolled down by a third. He vaguely saw the man sitting in the driver's seat in a suit and shoes.

With a smile on her lips, she quickened her steps to the car.

"I didn't mean to ask you not to come to pick me up, but you went out of your way." Mo Ling sat in the co driver's seat and closed the car door while he was angry.

Her mouth said complaining words, but the tone is light sweet, the heart is warm, sweet.

Mu Chen Han sees her insincere appearance, can't help but smile, lean body close, kiss on her cheek for a while, low voice way, "miss you."

Mo Ling Jiao angrily glanced at him, "it's only a few hours since we separated..."

Someone's sugar coated shells are really more and more powerful. Maureen feels that he is about to drown in the sweetness he gives.

Mu Chen Han is next to her ear, low ground laughs, the laughter is permeated with joyful and some kind of bewitching flavor, "for a moment disappear, like three autumn..."

Mo Ling clenched his fist, beat it lightly, and chuckled, "it's clear that one day's absence is like three autumn."

"Where to wait for a day, I really want to tie you around all the time."

The ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage gradually dissipates. Mu Chenhan starts the car to go home, and Mo Ling pats the slightly hot cheek.

Mu Chen Han smiles to see her one eye, say, "do you plan to let Yang Feiyun go so?"

Mo Ling winked playfully, and raised a bad smile from the corner of her lips. "The villain has his own mill. Although I promise to let her go, she will get what she deserves. Look at it."

Mu Chen cold picked to pick eyebrow, "what you point to shouldn't be Qian Yaofei?"