"Me and Mo Bei?" Jiao Yang smiled, "What can we do?"
Mo Wen pursed his lips, "If it's because of what happened that night, I think I need to explain to you that Xiaobei and I are just siblings, and that was purely her prank. You also know that this child has been raped since he was a child.
I'm spoiled and can be a bit willful sometimes. We are all men, so we should always be more tolerant towards women."
Jiao Yang looked at the "Decameron" placed in front of him, "Actually, Mo Bei misunderstood this matter. The reason why I went to court to help her before was because we are all good friends. I have never treated her...
Unreasonable thoughts.”
"What do you mean?" Mo Wen frowned.
"What I mean is that Mo Bei and I are done." Jiao Yang said, "I want you to help me persuade Mo Bei to let go. It's impossible for the two of us. Love is just a fun thing.
, don’t take it too seriously!”
Sooner or later, this day will come. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. He has been thinking about it for a day and has not thought of any good solution. He really can't bear to show his cards to Mo Bei. He just hopes that after telling Mo Wen this, he can take her away.
here.
Mo Wen's expression suddenly changed, "Tianwan, are you just treating her for fun?"
"Otherwise?" Jiao Yang shrugged, "Do I really have to marry her?"
Mo Wen stood up and grabbed his collar, "Are you serious?"
"Do you think I'm joking?" Jiao Yang said with a smile.
Mo Wenyang punched him in the face. Jiao Yang's wheelchair screamed and fell backwards, hit the cabinet, made a piercing sound, and fell to the ground. Jiao Yang immediately fell out of the wheelchair.
.
Mo Bei, who was next door, heard the sound here and immediately got up worriedly and rushed over. When she saw Jiao Yang falling to the ground, she rushed in immediately.
"What are you doing!" Mo Wen rushed away and walked to Jiao Yang. Mo Bei held Jiao Yang's arm worriedly, "Jiao Yang, how are you?"
"Xiao Bei!" Mo Wen grabbed Mo Bei and raised his hand to point at Jiao Yang, "Jiao Yang, now in front of Xiao Bei, tell me clearly, what exactly do you think?"
"Brother!" Mo Bei growled, "Can you please stop interfering in my affairs?"
"But……"
"This is my private matter!" Mo Bei bent down and tried to help Jiao Yang up again, "If you have nothing else to do, please leave here!"
"Xiao Bei!"
"Let's go!" Mo Bei roared.
Mo Wen gritted his teeth and strode out the door.
Mo Bei helped Jiao Yang back to the bed, "I'm sorry, I didn't explain this to him clearly. Don't worry, I will keep my word. When your burn is healed in two days, I will help you right away."
Walk."
Standing up, Mo Bei went downstairs to get an ice pack, returned to Jiao Yang's room, wrapped it in a towel, and carefully applied it to his face.
"I'll do it myself." Jiao Yang raised his hand to hold the ice pack, "It's getting late, go back to sleep."
"Good night." Mo Bei stood up and left, closing the door for him gently.
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After Mo Wen left Jiao Yang's villa, Mo Wen drove aimlessly on the street. He was in a bad mood.
I originally thought that it would be a good destination for Mo Bei to find Jiao Yang, but he never expected that it would be like this.
That bastard Jiao Yang, he thought he was a good man, but now it seems that he was really wrong. When he saw a hotel on the roadside, Mo Wen stopped the car, walked to the bar, ordered a glass of hot wine, and grabbed it immediately
