Noila Mo was a little impatient, frowned and said, "It's none of your business?"
When Su Xiangyang heard this, his eyes turned cold, he held the things in his hands and said coldly: "Get out of the car, let's talk."
Noila Mo glanced at Su Xiangyang, with eyes that looked like he would pull her directly out of the car if she didn't get out of the car. She shrugged her shoulders, then got out of the car, leaned against the car door, and said:
"what's the matter?"
Chapter 4: Go whoring a man (3)
Su Yangxiang just wanted to ask Noila Mo where he went last night and what happened to the morning-after pill, but when he saw the clothes on Noila Mo, he couldn't help but his eyes darkened.
He said with a look of disgust: "Why are you dressed like this, looking like a dick?"
Noila Mo frowned and said, "I have been your wife for four years, and now we are divorced. I can wear whatever I like."
When Su Xiangyang heard this, he became angry, thinking that there was still no divorce. Mo Xiaoran looked so cowardly and scared, and he said: "Mo Xiaoran, I am your husband, why are you talking to me like this?"
Noila Mo raised her eyes and said with a smile: "It's your ex-husband. We are divorced. You still want me to listen to you obediently?"
The Su family has family rules. She is not allowed to speak loudly to Su Xiangyang in the Su family. No, it should be that she is in the Su family and cannot speak loudly to anyone in the Su family. Otherwise, she will be locked up in the Su family.
Not allowed to go out.
Therefore, Mo Xiaoran had never spoken loudly to Su Xiangyang. This was the first time, and Su Xiangyang was very unaccustomed to it.
But Mo Xiaoran has been thinking about speaking like this for a long time, and now he finally has such an opportunity, how could he miss it?
Hearing Noila Mo's words, he frowned slightly, and then he remembered that they had divorced yesterday. Indeed, this woman no longer had to abide by the Su family's rules.
Noila Mo looked at Su Xiangyang and said impatiently: "What on earth do you want to see me for?"
When Su Xiangyang heard this, he thought of business. When he thought about asking someone to call her more than a dozen times last night and not answering her phone, he looked unhappy, pursed his thin lips tightly, and looked at Noila Mo with sharp eyes and said:
"Where were you last night?"
After that, thinking of the package of the morning-after pill in his hand, he subconsciously squeezed the thing in his hand, and his eyes became sharper.