At this time, Ye Qianmo was lying on the bed in Song Wanting's large guest room, with her head on her hands and looking up at the ceiling. Song Wanting wore a sexy silk pajamas and lay on her side next to him, and said in a soft voice: "Qian Mo

Mo, are you okay now? I miss you."

"I'm a little tired tonight." He said calmly.

Song Wanting was really anxious and angry.

But she knew that if she dared to say a harsh word to him, he would drive her away without mercy.

I thought that by becoming his fiancée, I would be able to walk into his heart quickly, but I didn't expect that she would go further and further away. Xia Youxin is to blame for all this. If she falls into her hands one day, she must let her

Better to die.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." After she finished speaking, she thought about it and mentioned it to him.

"Qian Mo, do you know about my brother Shuhao? He slept with a little nurse last time. The two of them were consensual. Who knew that the girl was greedy for money and became dependent on him after they slept with her?

.Threaten Shuhao to give her millions to keep quiet. You also know that my father is an upright official. How can we have so much cash at home? Our family did not agree, so the girl made trouble and sued everywhere, causing harm to our whole family.

peaceful."

Ye Qianmo had no expression on his face, but in his heart he was disgusted with her confusing statement.

In fact, the people he hates the most are hypocritical people. If she could honestly tell him what happened, he might be soft-hearted. The more she behaves like this, the less willing he is to help her.

"Is this happening? I don't know."

"Qian Mo, you are the most capable man I have ever met, and you are also my fiancé. You won't just watch our Song family suffer, right? If you do, others will think you are unwilling to intervene. I don't know.

I thought you were incapable."

Song Wanting's provoking method was obviously not of much use to Ye Qianmo. He casually moved the corners of his mouth and said slowly: "If we go through the legal process, I really can't help, and it's not that I won't help. People say I'm incapable.

, there is nothing we can do about it. I think if you really want to settle this matter, you might as well give some money."

His sarcastic statement made it clear that he didn't want to help, and it further confirmed Song Wanting's guess.

What happened to Song Shuhao this time must have been instigated by Ye Qianmo, because they wanted to take revenge on Xia Youxin.

"Qianmo..."

Wanting Song only called out once, but before she could say the next words, she heard someone shouting and cursing in the hall: "Bitch! Bitch!"

"Go and have a look!" Ye Qianmo said indifferently, and then stood up.

Wanting Song followed him out, her brows furrowed tightly. When she heard the voice, she knew it was Fang Lina with a loud voice. Didn't she know that Ye Qianmo was staying in her room tonight? How dare she shout in the hall at night?

Little scream.

When the two walked to the hall, they happened to see Fang Lina grabbing Xia Youxin's hair, scolding her and at the same time reaching out to hit her.

The security guard also heard the noise and rushed out. Except for Mo Xiaonong who was still in the guest room, all the people living in the main house came out.

Hearing everyone's footsteps, Fang Lina panicked and let go of Xia Youxin.

She looked very embarrassed, and her pajamas were trampled under Fang Lina's feet.

After she caught up with him, Xia Youxin tried to reason with her, but she ignored him and took action directly.

"What happened?" Ye Qianmo asked in a deep voice.

Xia Youxin had a calm look on her face, neither saying a word nor explaining. She knew in her heart that when Ye Qianmo wanted to favor her, she would not tell him, and he knew the truth. When he wanted to embarrass her, she would just wear it out.

He didn't even need to believe a word she said.

She didn't say anything, and Fang Lina took advantage of it.

"Mr. Ye, it's like this. Xia Youxin wronged me and said that I want to be your woman." She thought for a moment, then felt that this was not very convincing, so she added another sentence.

"She also said that I am as despicable as Miss Song. I just want to go to your bed all day long. It doesn't matter if she scolds me, how can I tolerate her talking about Miss Song? She is your fiancée, scolding her is equivalent to scolding you.
Chapter completed!