Liang Yu hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him closely.
Chen Xiang frowned, holding her wrists with both hands to release her hands from his collar.
"Bitch, go to hell."
Suddenly, a girl in a white dress rushed out diagonally across from Chen Xiang, holding a wine bottle and smashing it straight at Liang Yu's head.
Chen Xiang was dumbfounded again and turned to look at the woman who hit Liang Yu.
At this time, Liang Yu had been hit in a critical area, and she was just stuck in his arms, and her head was bleeding.
In the noisy and eroded space, the sound of music suddenly disappeared, and everyone seemed to be looking towards them.
And Chen Xiang saw Shen Moli clearly.
Shen Moli also looked at Chen Xiang with hatred. She always thought that he had her in his heart, and he would not be entangled with Liang Yu while living under the same roof with her.
But this time, she followed and witnessed with her own eyes their pulling and kissing...
Shen Moli was so hurt that she laughed, but her eyes were filled with hatred.
She turned around and walked away, as decisively as the wind.
Chen Xiangxiang chased her until he realized that the person in his arms was hitting him harder and harder. He lowered his eyes and realized that Liang Yu was bleeding, so he had to send Liang Yu to the hospital first.
When he got home at dawn, the ladies' slippers belonging to Shen Moli had been thrown into the trash can, leaving only the house keys on the shoe cabinet.
she left?
Chen Xiang didn't believe it, but he felt that way in his heart.
Wait until he gets upstairs to her room.
And sure enough, she wasn't there.
He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number, "Where is she?"
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I can't give her to you."
The other party said in a tone of no temper, but immediately hung up the phone.
Chen Xiang stood upstairs, and suddenly the image of Shen Moli under the man appeared in his mind, and he immediately ran down.
And he dialed the phone again, and when he picked up the call, he immediately threatened, "Shen Moli, if you dare to mess around, I don't mind letting him die without a burial place."
"You said it was too late."
There was an extremely calm sound from the other side, and he hung up immediately after speaking.
Chen Xiang stopped, and then everything in the house seemed to turn gray.
——
It was almost dawn when Zhuo Jian returned home from Shengyuan.
She didn't know how she could stay there all night, she was so stupid.
When she returned home weakly, there was a weak one huddled in the corner of the door.
"Sister Zhuo Jian."
Shen Moli's voice was hoarse.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, just walked forward and stood in front of her, and gently touched the top of her head with his hand.
"I gotta go."
Shen Moli looked at her with tears, extremely aggrieved, like a puppy that had been abandoned, a bit like...
Zhuo Jian suddenly smiled bitterly, and then asked her in a hoarse and weak voice: "Want to have breakfast?"
She took Shen Moli home.
Shen Moli looked at her with a somewhat guilty conscience.
The two adults and three children were sitting there with the porridge cooked by the aunt. The three little ones couldn't help but look at the new aunt who came to the house. She seemed to have never seen her before, but she looked very good-looking.
Shen Moli was originally feeling very uncomfortable, but after being looked at by the three little ones for so long, she couldn't help but laugh, "Why do you three keep looking at me?"
"Auntie, you've cried before. Who bullied you? I'll ask Uncle Wang Rui to beat him up for you."
Chengcheng said.
"Really? Would you really ask someone to beat up the person who bullied me for me?"
Listening to this, Shen Moli wanted to cry again.
"Um."
"Woo."
Chengcheng nodded, and Shen Moli felt even more aggrieved.
Even a child can say such heartwarming words, but that person has never said it before.
She was leaving, she never wanted to see that person again.