Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

Scornful words, a pair of unbridled eyes stared at the bright moon's black and white eyes.

The bright moon stood there quietly, looking at the despised woman in front of her, and her face seemed to start burning again. The heart beat faster and faster. On the surface, I still tried my best to keep calm, but a layer of sweat had come out of my hands.

Gong xueyuyuan stared at apricot eyes, a arrogant posture that was high above and refused to let go.

"Of course."

The bright big eyes blinked slightly, and the bright moon answered faintly.

"Since you know where this is and what you are, do you deserve it with your identity?"

The cold voice of Gong Xueshe was full of disdain, as if she drove another beggar who came in to beg for food.

"I'm sorry, if I'm a beggar, then why do such guards let me in? Do they all have no eyes? Or is there a problem with Miss Gong's eyesight?" Mingyue replied without inferiority.

She looked at Gong Xueshe, and her beautiful face was calm.

But she was trying to restrain herself. She came to save people, not to quarrel with this woman.

Be patient, be patient.

Gong Xueshe narrowed her eyes and suddenly became angry. However, she still had a certain self-control, and a proud smile arose from the corners of her lips, just as it was a conversation with a beggar.

"Think about what you said before you entered the entertainment city. Didn't you beg to come in as a beggar?"

The bright moon drooped her eyes and didn't think what she said, but she understood in her heart that she had been monitoring herself.

"It's ridiculous. I haven't come yet. I haven't seen anyone who is regarded as a plaything in bed by men, but is still proud of it? It turns out that you not only don't have self-knowledge, but also have a thick face. It's not enough to describe it with inferiority!"

Gong Xueyu's words, like a steel needle, pierced the heart of the bright moon.

The blood color on the healthy and ruddy face receded bit by bit.

When Gong Xueshe saw the bright moon, her face changed and her words became more sharp,

"Who do you think you are, the scarred woman? Do you think you are?"

"Will he like you in his capacity? Don't go back and look in the mirror. Do you think he left you because he loves you?"

The moon stood motionless, holding her clothes tightly with her hands, and her clenched lips were about to break the skin.

"If you don't want to be abandoned, leave early, or even if you kneel down and beg him, you will be kicked away by him!"

Gong Xuezhen's enchanting face outlined a disdainful smile. Mingyue closed her eyes and felt that her eardrum was stabbed.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and stared at Gong Xueshe,

"Have you said enough!"

Mingyue couldn't bear it. She interrupted Gong Xueshe loudly. Gong Xueshe was stunned by her loud voice for a moment.

"Even if the fact is what you said, so what? It's my business and has nothing to do with you!"

Mingyue said without fear. Her eyes were obviously hurt. Gong Xueshe's words just now hurt the wound in her heart again.

Even if she had knelt down and begged the man, so what? She was trying to save her brother. She didn't do anything sorry for others.

Just like now, her identity is very despised, which can not be compared with the identity of the woman in front of her. However, even so, Gong Xueshe is not qualified to insult her personality.