The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!"Ling Qianmo." Behind him, the man spoke lightly.

Ling Qianmo paused, but didn't turn his head. He heard the man behind him as if talking to a stranger, his voice completely chilled, "Do you want to help Xiang Heng prove that he did not plagiarize?"

"Yes!" She didn't turn her head, forced herself to swallow the bitter powder, and smiled, "So Ye always intends to kill him, or is he planning to clean up me?"

Or, he didn't want to let anyone go.

The man's face suddenly became cold, staring at her stubborn but tall back, and indifferently said, "Do you know what I will do, or do you want to help him without hesitation?"

The relationship of eight years has been so dismissively abandoned, she still wants to help him like this, her brain is broken!

Ling Qianmo laughed suddenly, a very light smile, melted into the wind, making it unrealistic.

"President Ye can do whatever he wants, I will suffer."

After saying this, walk straight back to the bedroom and close the door.

This time the movement was very light, and it didn't even lock up.

Ling Qianmo understood the meaning of this, and she believed Ye Zi'an would definitely understand it.

If he wants to use strong, she will not resist.

But in my heart, a high wall has been built between the two people.

***

By the time Ling Qianmo woke up in a muddled manner, it was already afternoon.

Looking at the closed door, Ye Zi'an didn't enter.

She thought that he would come in and punish her for being disobedient in his way.

Shaking his head, intending to completely shake this man out of his head.

After getting up to wash, Ling Qianmo returned to her home, changed her clothes, and was about to go out to buy some ingredients.

There is still a week to pay her salary, and she is really stretched now.

There is a large supermarket near the neighborhood she bought. Ling Qianmo changed into a more casual casual dress, and walked over without driving.

In the supermarket, Ling Qianmo was strolling in the non-staple food area pushing a cart, carefully comparing and selecting instant noodles with several flavors.

A person rushed over and hit her. There was a tingling pain in her calf, and a bloody mouth was pulled out by the glass bar on the base of the shelf.

"Sorry, are you okay?" The girl who bumped into someone apologized in a hurry.

Ling Qianmo raised his head and was about to say something that was okay, when he saw a woman running up next to him, her hand was a slap.

The girl who was apologizing was beaten abruptly and almost fell.

Ling Qianmo hurriedly reached out to support the person, and when she stood firm, he let go and retreated to the side.

She is not a nosy person, and she has already suffered a lot of trouble without taking care of her.

"You bitch, let you seduce my husband." The woman who beat her was arrogant, and she cursed at her waist.

Almost any unbearable words jumped out, scolded for three full minutes without repetition.

This play of playing the mistress in the main room immediately attracted everyone around him, and everyone looked at the girl with contempt.

The girl who was beaten covered her face, and initially defended herself a few words.

She said that she did not seduce her husband, they are just ordinary colleagues, just because they are assigned to a project team, it takes time for the work to contact him more frequently.

But those who beat people to death refused to believe it, and presented a lot of so-called evidence in public, reprimanding her righteously as a junior.

Ling Qianmo stood aside, watching a group of people besieging a little girl in her early twenties, but with a few words from a woman, she preemptively labelled her as a mistress.

The little girl was beaten and besieged again. They didn't believe it anyway, she was about to cry in a hurry.

Ling Qianmo looked over, and saw the woman who beat someone with a smirk on her mean mouth, "You are young, don't learn anything bad, and learn from others as a junior. That's how your parents taught you? Isn't it true that these methods of seduce men were learned from your mother?"

The eye circles of the besieged girl turned red all of a sudden, she pushed the woman hard, "You said I can, why do you say my mother, I have already explained to you, I..."

"Oh, being a minor three destroys other people's families, and now I still dare to beat people, see if I don't teach you a good lesson today." The woman was pushed a bit, and became angry. She raised her hand and slapped her.

The wrist was grabbed in mid-air, and the woman turned her head impatiently, "Who..."

"Lady, I think it's better for you to close the door to solve some things. This is a public place, and you have severely affected other people." Ling Qianmo grabbed the woman's wrist and spoke with a warm tone.

The woman squinted at her, "Who are you, why do you care about my business." She rolled her eyes, and glanced at the girl opposite, "Couldn't you be this junior's friend, let me tell you..."

"Friends are not counted, just simply can't see." Ling Qianmo threw her hand away and smiled softly, "If she is really a junior, you can use legal means to protect your legitimate rights and interests. But if you deliberately hurt people in private, and if you make trouble, the responsibility is all on you. Are you sure you want to punish a junior at no cost to you?"

Ling Qianmo didn't know why he wanted to help this girl.

It's just that when she saw the girl desperately defending herself, inexplicably she just believed what she said.

She rubbed her eyebrows, her gentle tone didn't have any aggressive power, "Actually, I suggest that you can or maybe you can reflect on yourself. I think no man would want his own woman like this..."

Looking at her up and down, Ling Qianmo pondered her words before spitting out four words, "...no trivial!"

"You..." The woman heard it all at once, she was ridiculing herself around the corner, and she was about to start her hands immediately when she was angry, "Where did you jump out from, get out of me."

After she reached out and pushed, the girl next to her rushed over to block her, but she was pushed into the shelf.

Because Ling Qianmo had hit this shelf once before, the big bottle of beverage on the top had been skewed and swayed, and when he hit it again, it immediately fell down.

It happened that Ling Qianmo was standing by, and the drink slammed directly on her head.

"Oh, be careful!"

Someone nearby screamed in fright. As soon as Ling Qianmo raised his head, he saw a large shadow drop.

Subconsciously hugged his head with his hands, arched his body slightly, ready to bear it with his back.

A black shadow rushed over, hugged Ling Qianmo, and firmly protected her in his arms.

Bang, bang, bang 1

There were several dull sounds, which made people feel painful.

When there was no more movement, Ling Qianmo raised his head.

In the eyes, there are a pair of pitch-black eyes stained with ink, with some angry flames jumping inside, but more worry.

"Are you OK?"