He, Ye Qianmo, is so easily tempted by women and is taken advantage of by women!

"Get out of here!"

Ye Qianmo shook her off. He didn't want to hear her lie anymore, nor did he want to see her.

Xia Youxin almost fell down. After she stabilized her body, she still whispered unwillingly: "Mo, I beg you, believe me! I really, really didn't lie to you! Mo Xiaojun is your brother, this

It can’t be wrong, I’ve seen the photos.”

"Get out!" Ye Qianmo seemed extremely tired. The words "get out" were not loud, but they still made Xia Youxin couldn't help but shed tears.

What's going on?

Aren't they good?

There has been no barrier between them these two days. Isn't he very happy when she says she loves him?

Why is this the result?

She didn't move, she stood there motionless.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes and said softly: "Do you really not believe me? Can't you feel my sincerity? I love you, Ye Qianmo! I love you! I really love you.

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"Get out!" Ye Qianmo suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly at her.

"Stop telling me such hypocritical words that you love me! Get out!"

After Song Wanting finished her meal, she walked slowly through the hall and walked to the corridor, with two maids following behind her.

Hearing the roar in Ye Qianmo's room, the corners of her mouth curved. Look, she said they wouldn't be sweet for long.

Ye Qianmo's door opened, and Xia Youxin walked out with tears on her face. Song Wanting looked at her, the smile at the corner of her mouth was full of ridicule and the joy of victory.

Sister You, sister You, why are you crying? This is just the beginning.

Song Wanting pretended not to know anything, just glanced at Xia Youxin, and then continued to her guest room at the end of the corridor.

Xia Youxin is now filled with pain and grievance, but even if she can't explain it clearly, Ye Qianmo doesn't believe it. She doesn't know what else to do to make him believe it, and there must be something wrong with the result. She believes in her eyes,

It was impossible for her not to know what Mo Xiaojun looked like. The photo of Ye Zihan when he was a child was clearly that of Mo Xiaojun when he was a child.

She opened the door and returned to the room, sitting down weakly on the bed.

The room had not been occupied for several days, so it was cold and deserted, just like her mood at this time.

She knew, she had always known that the sweetness between her and him would not last long, and it seemed that her hunch was accurate. She no longer wanted to leave him, no matter how much she wanted to hold on to every minute and every second she spent with him, it was still in vain.

of.

Why is it so fast?

She couldn't stop her tears, she wiped them away and shed them again, and wiped them away again and again.

She didn't know how long it took, maybe an hour or two, before she held back her tears. She told herself that she couldn't blame him, even if he told her to get out, no matter how harsh his words were, it was just because he was angry.

If it were her, she would definitely be angry if she saw such a result.

It's Wanting Song! If it was really Wanting Song who did it, she shouldn't let her succeed.

She should be strong, she should find clues, and she should talk to him with facts. Although she actually has no facts to find at all and all the results seem so certain, she still has to find a way to change it.

"Youxin! I'm Jiujiu!" Jiujiu called while knocking on the door.

"Come in!"

Jiujiu opened the door and saw that even the lights in the room were not turned on, so he reached out and helped Xia Youxin turn on the lights.

She was holding a tray in her hand, with a cup inside. The cup was full of Chinese medicine. Dr. Hao followed Jiujiu through the door.
Chapter completed!