Mo Yanli took a deep breath. It was not that she was afraid of Mo Weiwei, but that she was currently tracing Roger's whereabouts and did not want Mo Weiwei's affairs to get involved and delay her time. To her, Mo Weiwei was not a person at all.
It's a matter of fact, she just doesn't want to get involved in too many things.
Mo Yanli frowned, and put Mo Weiwei's matter aside for now. As long as she didn't come to trouble her, she would leave her alone. It was more important to find Roger first.
Thinking of her father's casino, she took a deep breath and drove in the direction of the casino. The casino was full of people, and maybe she could get some information and find some clues.
Every time she recalled how she died in her midnight dream, she hated him so much that she wished she could drink Roger's blood and eat Roger's flesh.
In her whole life, she had only loved one person. She was so kind to him without hiding anything, but she never thought that he would actually want to kill her. Roger, you are cruel enough.
So if she doesn't find him and kill him with her own hands, she won't be able to feel at ease.
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At this time, inside the Mo family mansion.
Mo Weiwei sat in the room, holding the phone tightly in her hand, listening to the voice coming from the other end of the phone. The conversation between the two people could be clearly heard, including the sounds of the two flirting, all entered her ears one by one.
Extremely clear.
Are you dating me?
You haven't broken up yet, what do you want to submit to me?
So should I break up with her now?
She is not important to me?
Little wildcat?
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Mo Weiwei heard all the conversations one by one, word for word, very clearly.
Mo Weiwei held the phone tightly until there was a "beep" sound of hanging up on the other end of the phone, and she suddenly reacted, "Hey, hey, Ye Jinghan, Jinghan..."
"Hey, bitch, what nonsense are you talking to Jing Han? What nonsense are you talking to Jing Han?"
"Hey, hey..."
"…………"
There was still a busy signal on the other end of the phone, so I hung up completely.
After Mo Weiwei was sure, he suddenly seemed to go crazy and screamed loudly, "Ah, bitch..." The phone in his hand slammed the door and threw it out, bitch.
People, bitches, damn bitches, dare to ask Jing Han to break up with her, bitch...
Mo Weiwei gritted her teeth with hatred, and as if throwing her phone out was not enough, she yelled, and smoothly threw out the glazed crystal lamp on the bedside, and then threw a Ming Dynasty set on the table in front of the bed.
He threw the tea set violently and threw it onto the TV opposite the bed. With a "pop", the TV was smashed to pieces.
It seemed that Mo Weiwei still hadn't vented her anger. She threw whatever she encountered in the room. She even picked up the computer on the table and threw it to the door. With a bang, it hit the ground and immediately fell into pieces.
Cut in half.
At this time, the maid who was carrying cut fruit to her room just came over and saw the computer thrown out of Mo Weiwei's room, and looked at the broken glass cups and various porcelain on the ground.
, she exclaimed, took two steps back, and the fruit plate in her hand fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.