"Then where should I sleep?" Nangong Han turned to look at her, his face was gloomy and sulky.
"Sofa, carpet, bathtub, balcony... whatever you choose!"
Nangong Han lamented, "Having a baby, I forgot about my husband!" He turned around silently and walked towards the door.
"where you go?"
"Sigh... I definitely won't be able to sleep tonight, so I have to go to work!"
"Wait a moment!"
As soon as Nangong Han heard her call, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes. It seemed that she still couldn't bear to let him stay alone in the empty room. She turned around and said movedly, "Momo, I know you don't
Will leave me..."
Xiang Yimo glanced at him lightly and handed him a box of instant coffee and a bottle of cooling oil, "This way you won't get sleepy!"
The smile on Nangong Han's face froze, and he couldn't laugh or cry. The corner of his mouth twitched, "Momo, you... you are too considerate."
"As your wife, it's necessary!"
DotDian and QiuQiu waved to him, "Daddy, bye!" with a provocative attitude of a victor.
Nangong Han's face darkened, and he turned around and left angrily.
I just gave a gift today, but in the blink of an eye I no longer recognize the person! Nangong Han will take care of these two little devils sooner or later!
The dew in the morning shimmered like diamonds under the sunlight. The gentle breeze, mixed with the faint aroma of grass, floated into the kitchen and mixed with the aroma of bread.
Xiang Yimo was wearing an apron, her hair was tied up casually, and a lock of hair fell quietly beside her cheek. She toasted bread, heated milk, and fried bacon skillfully with skillful movements.
"Mommy, I'm hungry!"
Diandian and Qiuqiu looked confused and confused, their eyes seemed to be stuck together and they could not open their eyes, and their hair was fluffy and messy.
"Have your teeth been brushed? Have your face and hands been washed?"
The two little guys nodded feebly, "Yeah."
"You guys finish your breakfast quickly and then go upstairs to change clothes..."
"Ding dong... ding dong..." A loud doorbell suddenly sounded at the door, interrupting her words.
Xiang Yimo wiped her wet hands on her apron and wondered, "Why is it so early? Who could it be?" She quickly walked over and opened the door.
The organic tempered glass door can clearly see the outside, but the outside cannot see the inside.
Standing at the door was a skinny woman with shawl hair and thick bangs that almost covered half of her face. Her face was covered with a thick layer of foundation. She looked like a Japanese geisha. Her white hair was a bit scary. She was wearing a large pair of
The sunglasses made it impossible to see her appearance. The weather in early summer was very sultry, but she was also wearing a high collar, which tightly wrapped her whole body. There was a faint feeling of coldness.
How could this woman be so weird?
"Who are you?" She picked up the conversation microphone at the door and asked.
"I'm looking for Nangong Han. You are the servant here, please open the door for me!"
As soon as he heard her voice, Xiang Yimo knew that she was Shen Mengni. After five years of not seeing her, except for her arrogant temper, she had not changed a lot, but her impression on others had changed a lot.
Xiang Yimo pressed the switch, and with a beep, the door popped open.
Shen Mengni raised her head and glanced at Xiang Yimo coldly. Her face stiffened for a moment, and her eyes almost popped out behind her sunglasses. She was unblinking, as if she had seen a ghost during the day and was very frightened. "You...you, who are you?"
"We haven't seen each other for five years, don't you already know me?" Xiang Yimo frowned as he smelled the pungent perfume on her body.
Shen Mengni shook her head, "No way, you can't be Xiang Yimo. She is already dead. She was bombed to death a long time ago and her body is gone. Who are you and why are you pretending to be her?"
"I wasn't blown up!"
The muscles on Shen Mengni's face were stiff, with a look of shock and astonishment on her face. She suddenly laughed wildly, almost like a madman, "Haha... you're not dead... you're not dead..." She gritted her teeth suddenly, revealing a fierce and cold look. "Why don't you die! Look what you have done to me!"
She took off her sunglasses, glared at her with venomous eyes, and then lifted her heavy bangs from her forehead. The right half of her cheek was covered with pits and uneven scars, like the bark of a camphor tree, covered with deep scars. The deep and shallow wrinkles were covered with a thick layer of foundation, making them look even more hideous and terrifying.
"You...how could you?"
"It wasn't you who killed me! If it weren't for you, would I be blamed by Han? Would I accidentally fall and get burned all over my body?" Shen Mengni didn't realize that it was her fault at all, and she shied away all the blame. She gave it to someone else, thinking that the whole world was sorry for her. She approached step by step, and her evil eyes wanted to scratch Xiang Yimo's fresh and beautiful cheeks.
She was sentenced to three years and four months in prison for committing intentional arson. She suffered severe burns all over her body, and 20% of her body was covered by third-degree burns. However, while in prison, she missed the best time for plastic surgery and skin grafting, so those scars It can no longer be repaired, and her entire face is completely destroyed. As skin cells grow, the scars will become more and more wrinkled. As a last resort, the scars must be incised and allowed to grow again.
Xiang Yimo originally had a trace of sympathy for her, but knowing that she had learned such a painful lesson because of that incident, she actually had no regrets at all. That trace of sympathy suddenly disappeared.
"How did I harm you! First of all, it was you who framed me, not me who was plotting against you! Secondly, you set the fire, not me! Finally, the burns were caused by your own fall. It’s nothing! This is called doing evil will lead to death, you are bringing it upon yourself!”
"Mommy, is there a beggar here?" Qiuqiu came out and handed her a coin, "Take it and leave quickly! You are so young and have hands and feet, but you are actually a beggar. How shameful!"
The clothes Shen Mengni was wearing were of very poor quality, with crooked stitching and exposed threads. It looked like they were bought from a roadside stall. The jewelry she was wearing, Xiang Yimo knew at a glance that they were all fake and pungent. The smell of perfume lingers on my cheeks. I never expected that a rich young lady would be in such a miserable state.
"You have a child?" Shen Mengni was shocked. Qiuqiu and Nangong Han were almost carved from the same mold when they were young. It was obvious at a glance.