"Do I need to see my passport and air ticket for verification?!" With that said, Mu Wanqing squatted down with difficulty and went to dig into her suitcase, intending to show her passport and air ticket to Yang Mufan.
However, Yang Mufan was not someone who was easily fooled. He muttered quietly: "A plane ticket and a passport can't mean anything."
After all, that thing is too fake.
Mu Wanqing's trembling hands suddenly froze as she searched for something.
After a long time, she looked at Yang Mufan again and asked in a low voice: "Then what are you going to do before you are willing to believe me?!"
Without saying a word, Yang Mufan approached her with his long legs and strong aura.
He bent down, put one hand on the chair beside her, looked at her domineeringly, and said word by word: "I just want a true answer. Tell me, where did one million come from?!"
In the past, he might not believe that Mu Wanqing really did something for him.
But now, there was a voice in his heart, roaring and shouting at him crazily: Believe her, she will do anything stupid for you.
Mu Wanqing's eyes were deathly still and gray. She looked directly into Yang Mufan's eyes, which were as sharp as a sharp sword and could see through a person. She curled her lips and said feebly: "I have already explained it.
The money was given to me by Wei Zhehan."
"Mu Wanqing, you have to find a convincing excuse to lie. Do you think I will believe it?!" Yang Mufan's eyes narrowed, and he lowered his body coldly and approached Mu Wanqing, "What if it is really Wei Zhehan who gave it to me?"
Money, then what are you packing your bags for now?!"
Wei Zhehan, from childhood to adulthood, has liked her so much and doted on her so much. It can be said that he regards her as his fate.
Never force her to do something she doesn't want to do.
And what is she packing her bags for now?!
Choose to leave him?!
Now it was impossible for him to believe that Mu Wanqing would leave him casually.
There is only one reasonable explanation, and that is: someone is forcing her, taking money to force her to leave him.
And this woman would definitely agree foolishly for money and to save him.
As for who it was and what the request was, he couldn't guess at the moment, and he didn't have time to investigate yet.
Mu Wanqing just knelt on the ground, showing no signs of sadness or joy, staring at him with round eyes, without saying a word.
"Mu Wanqing, tell me, is someone forcing you?! Do you have any difficulties?!" Yang Mufan asked in a deep voice.
Mu Wanqing still didn't answer, but there was liquid under her eyes, gathering a little bit.
Yang Mufan kept staring at Mu Wanqing's expression, watching her crystal clear tears, like pearls, dripping along her long and curly eyelashes. His breath suddenly choked, and the blood in his body seemed to have solidified.
His handsome eyebrows were deeply furrowed little by little, like a rugged wrinkle gap, imprinted on his eyebrows that could not be erased or smoothed.
He raised his hand. At the moment when Mu Wanqing's tears fell, he quickly raised his hand for some unknown reason.
Bah, tears, impartially, fell right into his palm.
Yang Mufan never knew that her tears could be so hot and burning, and his heart was so hot that it hurt.
Lowering his eyes, he watched the tears fall on his palm one after another. Yang Mufan was silent for a long time, and then he said with a magnetic voice: "Mu Wanqing, let's start from the beginning.
