"You know!" Mo Sijue stroked the rim of the cup with his slender fingertips, then looked at Yin Tianqi with a pair of deep squints, with his usual evil tone in his tone, "What I want has always been warmth!
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Yin Tianqi suddenly couldn't understand this man. If it were before, he would have tried his best to prevent him from continuing to pester Wen Xin, but now, it is undeniable that his will has been shaken!
Mo Sijue is a very extraordinary man. The person who disappeared together four years ago was not only Wen Wen, but also the man in front of him!
"What I hope now is that you don't interfere in anything between me and Wen Xin!"
"You have seen my sincerity..." Mo Sijue saw a faint smile emerge from Yin Tianqi's mouth.
The reason why he shook hands with Yin Tianqi was because he was a warm brother, the only brother!
"I can agree, but I'm warning you, Mo Sijue, if you dare to hurt Xiner in the slightest again, you will never see her again in your life!"
Yin Tianqi turned around, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Under the blurred light, two handsome faces disappeared into a hidden position, and no one noticed the nameless flames of war between them.
"Don't worry, you won't have that chance!"
"Sir, the wine you asked for..." At this time, a clear female voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them. Mo Sijue turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became darker.
"Qiao Lin?" Even though the woman in front of him had completely changed, her smooth straight hair had turned into charming curly hair, and even this mini work clothes couldn't cover her beautiful figure, Yin Tianqi still recognized her.
There is a woman I haven’t seen in four years.
Qiao Lin was startled. When she heard that familiar voice, her heart began to tremble uncontrollably.
How could it be him?
"What are you doing here?" Yin Tianqi suddenly stood up from his seat and walked towards her step by step.
When Wen Xin came back, she told him that Qiao Lin was having a very bad life now, but he didn't expect that she would be like this.
"I'm at work!" A nervous pallor appeared on Qiao Lin's face, then she bent down and placed the beer in her hand neatly in front of Mosijue.
Yin Tianqi looked at her with gloomy eyes, exposing the deep ravine on her chest because she bent over.
"How did you become like this?" He didn't know where the anger came from, kicked the seat behind him, grabbed Qiao Lin's wrist with one hand and walked out.
"Yin Tianqi, let go. Why do you care about me?" Qiao Lin opened her mouth and bit the back of his hand. She clenched her hands and threw them at him again and again, as if she wanted to take away the grievances and pain she had suffered in the past four years.
All the hard work was vented on this man.
She was angry, she hated, and most of all she missed him. At the moment when she saw him, she couldn't remain indifferent to him!
"You are willing to fall!" Yin Tianqi grabbed her chin with a livid face. His originally young and fair face was now as haggard as a ghost.
"Look at what you've become now. Are you short of money? Why don't you come to me? Even if it's not for the sake of past friendship, I won't ignore you for the sake of warmth!"
Before Yin Tianqi finished speaking, Qiao Lin suddenly raised her arm and gave him a slap. Her palm was in pain, but her eyes when she looked at him were filled with resentment, "Yin Tianqi, I just surrendered. I don't need your pity."
!You are already married, what qualifications do you have to say these things to me!"
This slap seemed to have wiped out their past friendship. Qiao Lin knew that Yin Tianqi was a proud man and he was disappointed in her. However, what right did he have to sympathize with her? The last thing she needed was Yin Tianqi's pity. .
"Okay! It's you who committed the crime, I don't care about you! How could Xin'er have a friend like you!" Yin Tianqi frowned and looked coldly. Does this ungrateful woman like to hang out with men so much?
This bar is owned by Xiao Zhuo. It is a royal club of the upper class. Those men are powerful and powerful. What woman can't get it? Is this the kind of life she wants?
Qiao Lin was pushed away hard by him, and her back hit the corner of the hard glass table. She looked at his back that left with tears rolling down her face. Why did he always leave her with a back view? Yin Tianqi, he was like that Don't you care about her?
Why didn't he ask her, why she wanted to fall, why she was short of money...
Qiao Lin cried so sadly that all the makeup on her face was stained. Suddenly there was a white handkerchief in front of her eyes. She turned around in a panic and wiped the tears from her face. Mo Sijue did not speak, but put the clean handkerchief on her face. The handkerchief was stuffed into Qiao Lin's hand, and then she said sincerely, "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me!"
Qiao Lin's tears stopped immediately. She stared blankly at the tall man in front of her. Mo Sijue had already reached out and helped her up in a gentlemanly manner.
"Mo Sen, take Miss Qiao home!" When Mo Sijue took Qiao Lin out of the bar, Mo Sen drove a black sports car, and Mo Sijue pushed Qiao Lin to Mo Sen's side.
After sitting in the car, Qiao Lin realized how embarrassed she was at this moment. The makeup on her face was all stained. She had a vague impression of the man sitting next to her who was driving. He was Mo Sijue's personal assistant. He went to school when Wen Wenwen was hospitalized. Take her.
Mo Sen was a serious man. He always obeyed Mo Sijue's orders. He had seen all kinds of women around Mo Sijue. In the end, such an ordinary warmth made the prince fall deeply into it. And this woman, They are warm friends.
"Wipe it!" Qiao Lin had another wet wipe in her hand. Mo Sen's fingertips were very cold. When it touched her hand, Qiao Lin suddenly felt as if she had been stabbed. She glanced at Mo Sen out of the corner of her eye. Sen's gentle and elegant face, then lowered his head and said thank you.
"Starting tomorrow, don't go to work there. This is from the prince!" After sending Qiao Lin home, Mo Sen took out a check from his suit pocket. Qiao Lin refused in disgust, but Mo Sen did not give it to her. Opportunity to say no, "Take it, you need it now!"
This sentence made Qiao Lin burst into tears. She never thought that when she needed help the most, Mo Sijue would help her in this way. Just now, he did not give her the check directly, but asked Mo Sen to hand it over. , maybe because she’s afraid of erasing her pride!
It was already dark when Mo Sijue came back, and the villa was very quiet. As soon as he entered the living room, he found Wenxin pouting with a small mouth and puffed cheeks looking at the little boy in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and saw the face full of When the scared little boy looked at him, he smiled softly.
"Mo Sijue, why doesn't he speak?" Wenxin saw Mo Sijue come back and did not break away from his crossed arm, but asked him curiously with his chin raised.
"Did you let him out?" Mo Sijue touched her soft hair lovingly. He was not angry at her unauthorized actions. He almost forgot that Mo Sili's son was also raped. He is locked up in this villa.