You are my lovely wife

Angel rushed forward and wanted to grab the recorder from Mu Qingqing. Her ferocious face was full of exquisite face. At first glance, it was like a female ghost climbing out of hell.

"Give me the recorder."

Mu Qingqing calmly sidestepped away. At the same time, he turned around and reached out to grab her arm before Angel wanted to rush up again. His expression was rare indifference. For angel, she had no good impression from the first meeting. Coupled with angel's targeting again and again, Mu Qingqing felt that her patience was really good.

Mu Qingqing slapped Angela on her white face. Angela subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to return it. After all, she was also the apple of her eyes held in the palm of her parents' hands since childhood, but she was slapped on her face again by Mu Qingqing. It was just symmetrical left and right. The bright red palm print was particularly obvious on the face that is usually well maintained.

"Angie, it's all your own fault."

"Give it to me, give me the recorder."

Instead of grabbing the evidence, Mu Qingqing slapped her twice in a row, which made her accustomed to the stimulation of her favorite meal. She screamed, flashed a trace of madness in her eyes, and grabbed Mu Qingqing's long hair. Fortunately, Mu Qingqing responded in time and pushed her away.

Mu Qingqing squatted down and pulled a pity smile from the corners of his mouth. He looked at Angel lying on the ground panting and whispered, "angel, you are really embarrassed now."

Just pushed by Mu Qingqing, the madness in angel's eyes has gradually faded. Now when she sees Mu Qingqing in front of her, she is afraid. She staggers up and hugs her hand like grasping the last straw, crying uncontrollably.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Qingqing. You have a lot of adults. Let me go this time and treat me as if I didn't see anything?"

Mu Qingqing ignored her plea for mercy. She looked indifferent without a trace of tenderness, but let Angie inexplicably surge into a panic, because such Mu Qingqing was too strange and terrible.

No, no, it's not easy for her to get to this point. Mu Qingqing, yes, it's all mu Qingqing.

Thinking of this, and no matter how Angie begged for mercy, Mu Qingqing directly ignored and didn't respond. Angie couldn't help shaking off her arm, looked vicious and scolded: "Mu Qingqing, it's all you. If it weren't for you, how could I fall to this point?"

Mu Qingqing smiled angrily and sneered: "if you don't go the wrong way, who can decide your life? Angie, see the facts."

Mu Qingqing stood up and clenched the recording pen in his hand. In this way, he appeared in front of angel. Touching the finger of the recording pen, he couldn't be lighter. He said lightly: "the evidence is here. If you can take it, you can take it away."

With the breeze blowing, Mu Qingqing's expression in front of her was very light. Her long hair swayed with the wind, but it was easy to give people an illusion, as if she was almost integrated with the world.

Angie was crazy and didn't respond that she was wrong about the truth of her abortion: "it's not like this at all. Obviously, I slept with the daytime foal all night to cause the abortion."

Hearing this, Mu Qingqing sneered again. Looking at angel's eyes is like looking at another fool. Is she pregnant and seducing the daytime foal? I don't know what blinded her eyes. I can't even think of this attempt.

Angie knew later and then reflected what she had just said. Her face suddenly turned pale and no longer looked crazy. If she hadn't told the truth before, she could be justified. This time, it's useless to say anything.

She stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground. It was clear that the temperature was not low, but she felt a burst of cold hands and feet, and more of it was despair from the bottom of her heart.

Mu Qingqing doesn't want to look at Angie again. He gets up and leaves with a recording pen. His back is natural and unrestrained without stopping. Just like her, he knows without hesitation.

Angel on the ground at this moment, tears finally couldn't help flowing out of her eyes, picked up her knees, buried her in, and cried and swallowed in a low voice. Her delicate face was full of pallor and fear, and her thin shoulders shook.

If a man walks by at this time, he will certainly feel pity, but if he knows her, he will turn a blind eye, because such a woman is too terrible.

Mu Qing had just left, but unexpectedly received a call from a person. At this time, she had separated from the scene just now. The previous look of indifference had long disappeared and was more mature.

"Hello, who are you?"

Mu Qingqing didn't expect that the other end of the phone was the daytime foal. The daytime foal changed his mobile phone and called her. His face turned cold in an instant.

Daytime pony, you really have a face.

At the same time, I'm secretly glad I didn't marry him before. I'm not sure I regret it.

So the words he said were very cold: "what's the matter, daytime foal? Hang up first if you have nothing."

During the day, the foal obviously didn't know what Mu Qingqing had just experienced. Maybe he knew it and was indifferent. He just tried his best to show his softest side to Mu Qingqing and whispered, "don't hang up, something's wrong. Why are you unhappy?"

What you can't get is always the best. The more indifferent Mu Qingqing is, the more he wants the daytime foal to get her. If he doesn't like it, he will destroy it bit by bit.

"Speak up."

Mu Qingqing gradually felt a trace of impatience. She couldn't help thinking of Huo Haoran in her mind. Her face eased a lot. A trace of tenderness and miss flashed in her eyes. At this moment, she thought how good it would be if Huo Haoran was on the other end of the phone? I can't help thinking of him for how long I've been away from him.

"Qingqing, I want to meet you."

"What's the matter? Just say it on the phone. There's no need to meet?" Mu Qingqing didn't want to see the daytime foal for a moment. Of course, he didn't have patience.

Mu Qingqing refused, and the daytime foal was not angry. It was obvious that he understood her character.

"It's better to talk about some things face to face."

Hearing the speech, Mu Qingqing bowed his head and thought for a while and agreed. She directly said the place of the appointment. She didn't believe he could play any tricks, so why not meet him.

How fast did she promise? The daytime foal at the other end of the phone didn't respond for a moment. Then he was surprised. He just wanted to say something. Mu Qingqing had hung up the phone and didn't give him a chance to speak at all. Even if he was told, it was just hypocritical. At this time, Mu Qingqing might as well go home early and return to Huo Haoran's warm and reassuring arms.

But during the day, Ju obviously didn't know himself well. He thought Mu Qingqing still had a little old love for himself and pushed all the next trip. He was excited and quickly packed up his things, so he went to dress up carefully before going out to the restaurant Mu said to wait for her.