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"Lover?" Xiang Yimo said with a smile, "Yao Mina, you are too polite! You have come all the way to bring me a gift! You brought me a lover, did you bring one for your brother Han?

Mistress? He has been very energetic recently and needs to vent!"

Nangong Han's eyes narrowed, "What, you want me to have a mistress?"

"A chauvinistic pig like you who thinks with your lower body, who knows how many love sisters you have out there!"

His face turned green, and a ball of anger was beating faintly in his eyes, "Are you talking about your romantic affair now?"

"You easily believe other people's words. But you won't believe it even if I try hard to talk. So, I don't know where my wife is in your heart. Is it a dispensable decoration or just a play?

A plaything that you throw away when you get tired of it?”

Xiang Yimo is not angry with Yao Meina, because it is not worth being angry with someone like her. She is angry with Nangong Han now. She clearly knows that Yao Meina is deliberately targeting her, but Nangong Han still allows her to cause trouble.

"You have done such a shameful thing, and you are still so confident. You are so shameless!" Yao Meina muttered contemptuously.

"You have written, directed, and acted in so many scenes, and none of them have been exposed. Yet you are still willing to frame and frame the situation. You are so unrepentant!"

"This time, I have my reasons. Let's see how you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Xiang Yimo gave Nangong Han a cold look and said, "She is crazy. Are you going crazy with her?"

Nangong Han had a dull sneer at the corner of his mouth, gently shaking the glass in his hand, the orange light flowing on the back of his hand, "Since you have never done it before, why should you be afraid? Just treat it like watching a show!

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"Watching a play, your wife is framed, do you think it is just a show?" Xiang Yimo smiled, but the smile disappeared, as if it was hidden by dark clouds, and became indifferent.

She suddenly felt that she was very ridiculous, so what if she had gone through life and death with him, Nangong Han had always stood in a condescending perspective and watched the fire from the other side, and she was the only one who stupidly took the risk personally. Fortunately, she was not in deep trouble, and now it was too late to look back.

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Love, to her, is a game only fools play!

"Honey!" A handsome man with a tall and sturdy figure walked into the living room. When he saw Xiang Yimo, he enthusiastically stretched out his hands and rushed over to hug her.

Xiang Yimo suddenly knelt down and got out from under his arm, "What are you talking about, honey? Don't scream!"

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Don't you recognize me?" The European man has golden hair, blue eyes, and deep facial features. Even if he is wearing a shirt, you can still feel the bulging muscles on his body.

line.

"Who knows you?"

"How did you change so quickly! You obviously like me very much. You say I'm handsome, you praise my skills, and you want to be with me forever."

Nangong Han's face was gloomy, with a layer of frost on his face. No one could tell whether he was sullen or smiling.

"Please, sir, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! How much did that lady give you to act in this play?"

"You bitch, stop framing me!" Yao Meina glared at her angrily, "Open your dog eyes and look carefully, this is a photo of the two of you!" She casually took out a stack of photos from her bag and looked at her.

Throw it in Xiang Yimo's face!

She immediately blocked it with her hand, and the photos fell down one after another like fallen leaves...

Xiang Yimo looked stunned. In these photos, a woman was wearing revealing pajamas, cuddling with different men, posing and doing intimate and provocative movements. This enchanting and charming woman was none other than her sister - Xiang

Like foam.

"You must say that these photos have been photoshopped, but you can take them for identification and see if there are any traces of processing!" Yao Meina chuckled scornfully.

Xiang Yimo frowned and roared in her heart: Sister, why have you caused so much trouble for me! How do you want me to end it!

"The person here is not me!"

"Haha..." Yao Meina laughed dryly with a sharp voice, "You really know how to quibble. The person here is not you, so who is it? A ghost?"

"The world is so big, it's not surprising that people have similarities!" Xiang Yimo walked towards the tough man, "When was the last time you saw her?" He pointed at the girl in the photo!

"Hmm..." He thought for a moment, "Don't you remember? Two months ago, we went to the hot springs together. I was making out with you while driving, so I didn't see the car speeding in front of me, and then the car rushed towards me.

When we got to the bottom of the mountain, we were all seriously injured, and I haven't seen you since."

Xiang Yimo now knows why her sister got into a car accident and why she stopped answering her calls.

"Okay, the truth is out!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's all made so clear, why don't you still understand in your slender head? Two months ago, you falsely accused me of pushing you into the swimming pool to kill you. Your brother Han, my heart aches, and you threw me into the swimming pool.

He's already half-dead in the shark pool, so how can he still have time to go to the hot springs with this handsome guy?"

"This..." Yao Meina was at a loss for words, not knowing how to overthrow her.

"This handsome guy, the honey you are looking for is really not me!"

"Why do you look exactly the same?"

"Today's plastic surgery technology is so advanced, this is not a difficult task."

Nangong Han really enjoyed the play as an audience, without saying a word, taking a sip of wiskey, turning the corners of his mouth slightly, and raising a meaningful smile.

Yao Meina squatted on the ground and rummaged through the photos, "Impossible, how could there be such similar people? You must be the one to get rid of the sophistry!"

Xiang Yimo sighed softly, "Why are you pestering me? If you really like your brother Han, you should pester him! You attack the wrong target, so you fail again and again!"

"She threw this troublesome spirit to Nangong Han!

The silent Nangong Han could no longer remain silent and roared angrily, "Xiang Yimo! Are you itchy?" He was threatening and intimidating, but now it was of no use to Xiang Yimo!

"You see, he is also afraid of your entanglement, so as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to catch him!"


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