For three days, Mo Jia frantically searched every corner of the city. Su Huanhuan seemed to have disappeared from the world, with no news. Even Mo Sheng mobilized all the connections to find her!
As a result, nothing happened.
In the Mo family mansion, Yan Xihua was in a good mood. In the past few days when Mo Jia didn't go home, she was still preparing for their wedding.
As for Su Huanhuan...it would be better if he died.
Outside, the sports car screamed, made a sharp turn and stopped directly at the gate. The door opened, Mojia took off his sunglasses and strode in.
"Mojia, you're finally back? Just in time, I still need your opinion on the layout of our room." Yan Xihua smiled and walked up to him. As soon as she touched him, he grabbed her wrist with great strength.
Yan Xihua's expression changed, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain, "It hurts, Mo Jia, you hurt me..."
The maids in the living room pretended to be busy, but they quietly raised their eyes and looked here.
Mo Jia's face was as frosty as he dragged her and threw her directly onto the sofa. Yan Xihua's body hit her hard and sank into the sofa. She raised her eyes and glared at him as if to accuse him, "Mo Jia!
What happened to you?"
Mo Jia's dark eyes were tainted with a cold and murderous aura, staring at her with incomparable sharpness.
"How did she get out of here?"
Yan Xihua's eyes flickered, and then she tugged on her skirt and said lightly, "How do I know how she left? Besides, you have already divorced her, isn't it right for her to leave?"
Suddenly, he pinched her chin, pinching her with two fingers so hard that it hurt, "If something happens to her, do you think I will continue to let you play tricks?"
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
His coldness and cruelty made Yan Xihua's eyes red, "Mojia, do you know how heartless you are towards me now? Don't you even have a little bit of old love anymore?"
Mo Jia slightly twitched the corners of her lips. At this moment, the temperature in the living room dropped so coldly, "Old love?" He sneered, his eyes like knives, and he pinched her chin harder, "What old love do you still expect? Even if there is,
She was also wiped out bit by bit by you. You'd better pray that I can find her, otherwise..."
He suddenly laughed, and there was a sudden gasp in the living room.
At this time, Sister Zhong walked into the living room and said, "Okay, it's ready here. You can go outside and clean it up."
After sending the maids away, Sister Zhong glanced at Yan Xihua coldly, turned around and left.
That insidious and vicious woman can't calm down when seeing her. The young master should teach her a lesson!
The living room suddenly became very quiet.
Mojia slowly leaned down, came close to her eyes, and stared at her, with the corner of his mouth blooming like a devil's smile, which was creepy.
"I will let you taste all the suffering she suffered!"
Everything Yan Xihua did to her before, he would pay her back for that woman!
Yan Xihua bit her lips tightly, the humiliation in her eyes, mixed with tears of unwillingness, filled her eyes, "You did not hesitate to treat me like this for her, Mojia, don't regret it!" She stood up angrily, her shoulders shaking.
Trembling, "It is much easier for black magic to kill someone than to save her! Mojia, you can be cruel to me, as long as I move my fingers, she will be killed immediately!"
Mo Jia's eyes were like daggers for a moment, and he stretched out his hand to strangle her neck, pushed her to the sofa, and held her down, "It will be easier if I move my fingers!"
Yan Xihua's cheeks turned red and she kept slapping him, "Let me go...let me go..."
Mojia's black hair was spread out, and his cold appearance was like a ghost.
She would not doubt that he really wanted to kill her.
Yan Xihua struggled and slowly squeezed out a few words, "I...I can continue to save her..."
Mo Jia's eyes were narrowed and he kept staring at her, but he had no intention of letting go of his hand. It wasn't until Yan Xihua's face turned purple that he slowly let go.
"explain."
Yan Xihua lay on the sofa, panting, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.
Just now, Mo Jia really wanted to kill her! He really wanted to kill her!
This thought sharply occupied her mind, and while she was frightened, it was replaced by a strong hatred. She took a deep breath, calmed down the burning anger in her chest, turned around, and looked directly at her with a look full of sadness.
He, "Mojia..."
"Say!" He no longer had the patience to watch her act anymore.
Yan Xihua bit her lip until blood was visible. After a long time, she said, "I have already performed half of the witchcraft on her, so even if she is not around, I can still perform the other half!"
Mo Jia frowned and sneered, "Why should I trust you?" Everything she had done before had made him lose confidence in her.
"You can ask Zhong Kun." Yan Xihua said calmly, as if she had already planned the first step, "Isn't Zhong Kun a know-it-all in this regard? If you go ask him, won't you know clearly?
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Seeing Mojia's hesitation, she said decisively, "I am the only dark wizard! I am the only one who can save her!"
The murderous aura around Mo Jia was slowly converging.
Yan Xihua took a step forward and looked at him. Tears of grievance immediately came out again. She choked and said, "Mojia, no matter what I did to Su Huanhuan, have I ever done anything to hurt you?"
?Everything I do is because I love you, I..."
"That's enough." Mojia turned around indifferently. Facing Xihua like this, he would only be sarcastic.
Yan Xihuadan clenched her fists, her whole body trembling, "Mo Jia, is our previous agreement still valid?" Seeing Mo Jia's stopped steps and slightly raised black hair, she endured the pain that spread from the bottom of her heart.
Feeling the fear, he gritted his teeth and cried out, "As long as you don't let me leave your side, I will do anything you want!"
Even though she has humbled herself to dust at this moment, she has no regrets!
She just loves this man! She just can't leave this man!
No matter how much he hates her now, she just doesn't want to leave his side! Even if it means using such despicable means, she won't hesitate!
Mojia slowly turned his head, stared at her, said nothing, and left.
Yan Xihua fell to the ground, covering her cheeks with her hands, tears streaming down her fingers. No matter what she had done, she did it all for him! It was all because of that woman Su Huanhuan that Mo Jia was confused.
, she was just defending her feelings, what’s wrong with that?!