Chapter: 1787
Qin Yu was taken aback, and glanced at him lightly.
She walked over casually, and the scent of just taking a bath was breathtaking.
"finished Wash?"
She asked casually.
...
Before he took two steps, his arm was grabbed severely.
Mo Xian's phalanges were clearly defined, and they turned white from exertion.
he is breathing heavily
"Who were you calling just now?"
Qin Yu looked at him with cold eyes and curled his lips
"Su Nan."
Mo Xian stared fixedly at her.
"What were you talking about?"
Qin Yu looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, a bright smile with a hint of ridicule
"Didn't you hear it just now?"
The veins on Mo Xian's forehead bulged, and the emotions in his black eyes surged violently
"Don't marry me? Is this your bottom line? Have you always thought so?
I'm divorced, we are together aboveboard, no one dares to say anything, what are you afraid of? "
He deliberately lowered his voice, restraining his anger.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, and gently pulled his arm back from his hand.
She rubbed the painful place, her tone was light and cold
"I'm afraid of being ashamed..."
If she really married him, then she would be convicted of her mistress.
Nobody cares if she does it on purpose.
Everyone looks at her and pokes her back
"Look, this person turns out to be mistress, the mistress who destroys other people's families!"
"Is such a woman ashamed to show off? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"
"Finally sitting in the seat of the main room, Xiaosan can finally be proud..."
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Qin Yu is careless, and has never been a person who cares about what other people think.