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Chapter 1248 Green plums wither, bamboo horses grow old

"I see!"

Chen Qingqing replied, "What Rong Jingyan said later, she really didn't hear it anymore. There was only the saying in her mind, Ou Qing suffered from amyotrophic cervical disease, and now she doesn't know where to suffer, and But she didn't know anything.

She suddenly felt very cold, and she was so cold that she was trembling all over.

I don't know what happened, but the next moment, she fainted on the ground-

Rong Jingyan was so scared that he called out quickly, then got up and walked to her side, and was about to pick her up, but before he could touch Chen Qingqing, Chen Qingqing was already picked up by another person.

When I looked up, it turned out to be Huo Tingxiao, whose beautiful phoenix eyes were cold and had a murderous intent.

"Rong Jingyan, who told you to talk too much? It would be great if she was fine. If she had anything to do, I want you to be buried with her!"

After saying that, Huo Tingxiao hugged Chen Qingqing and walked out, but Rong Jingyan was afraid that something would happen to Chen Qingqing, so he followed him directly.

...

When Wei Jiaren drove back to the mountaintop villa, it was already evening. She entered the door tiredly. When she looked up in the darkness, she was suddenly shocked when she saw Su Mo on the sofa, but the back was much calmer.

None of them turned on the lights.

In the darkness, Su Mo stared at her quietly, the color under her eyes deeper than the night.

I don't know how long it took, after a brief silence, Wei Jiaren walked over him and walked straight towards the bedroom, completely turning a blind eye to him.

Su Mo laughed mockingly, put out the cigarette butts at his fingertips, and got up and walked towards the bedroom.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wei Jiaren sitting on the bay window. The bedroom was also pitch black. The mottled light and shadow outside the window fell on her pale face, infecting an inexplicable desolation.

"What's wrong with you?" He sat down next to her and asked calmly.

Wei Jiaren's long eyelashes trembled, his lips opened and closed, and his voice was cold, "Su Mo, why did you have to marry me? There are so many wealthy girls, why do you have to marry me?"

"Because you are not annoying." He answered indifferently, without any slight tide of his voice.

"Oh? Is it?" she continued, her head buried between her knees, "Have you heard that?"

"What's the matter?"

"Wan Wan is like a young man." Wei Jiaren spoke lightly, and then was afraid that Su Mo would not understand, so he added, "The green plums are withered, and the bamboo horses are old. From now on, the people I fall in love with are like you."

This time, Su Mo was silent. If the two questions just now were just coincidences.

It would never be possible to coincide with the third time.

She must have known something.

He looked at her, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

"The union between us was originally a benefit, but I think I would be the exception and special, isn't it ridiculous?" Wei Jiaren smiled sarcastically and looked at him, "Su Mo, I think your concerns are Really, but it turns out that I am just a seemingly funny!”

When Su Mo saw Wei Jiaren like this, he wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

He chose Wei Jiaren among so many people, and said that it was impossible to say that it was not because of Angel.

But he was very sure and knew very clearly that the person in front of him was Wei Jia, not An Qi.

The two of them are completely different people.
Chapter completed!
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