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Chapter 190 His words are like a slap

Chapter 190 His words were like a slap

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"Who are you?" Mor Ye growled.

Chen Gang was startled, and the box in his hand immediately fell to the ground. He stepped over and stared at those same clear and shining eyes... omg! Ren Yifei?

Pulling off the mask on her face, Chen Gang's eyes widened.

"Haha, you didn't expect it?" Ren Yifei shook off Mo Ye's hand, looked at the two dumbfounded men in front of her with disdain, and laughed in a mocking tone, "Two stinky men, it's really too much to tease you.

Simple."

After saying that, she reached out to grab the clothes on Mo Ye's chest. Mo Ye staggered his steps and avoided it nimbly. Ren Yifei stretched out her fist again, but Chen Gang grabbed her wrist halfway.

"Ren Yifei!" Chen Gang was angry and anxious, "You are so presumptuous!"

"Yes, I'm going to be bold, because he is so hateful! Let me go, I'm going to punch him!" Ren Yifei looked at Mo Ye angrily and shook Chen Gang's hand.

Mo Ye's face turned dark, and there was deep dissatisfaction and anxiety hidden in his eyebrows.

"Classmate Ren, what do you know?" Chen Gang was anxious and angry, and looked helplessly at Ren Yifei, who had a righteous look on his face. "Do you know what kind of joke you made today?"

"Ha! This is not a joke. I am helping my good friend because she doesn't want to go with this man." Ren Yifei looked at Mo Ye and turned her lips with disdain. "Why don't you go to see this scumbag Mo Mo?"

sick."

Mo Scumbag? They gave him another nickname? Mo Ye's eyebrows knitted together, and an undercurrent began to surge in his eyes.

Scolding herself is a trivial matter, the important thing is that the plane was delayed and Bai Yao couldn't afford to wait.

"Chen Gang, ask her immediately where Ling Kexin is?" Moer Ye flicked his hand and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

He went to the side to make a phone call, but Ren Yifei soon saw him shaking his hand irritably, as if he was about to throw away the phone in a hurry and annoyance.

She smiled because she knew that Ling Kexin had already turned off her cell phone.

"Ren Yifei, you can't afford this joke. We are taking Ling Kexin to the United States." Chen Gang was obviously anxious and revealed a little secret as soon as he spoke, "Tell me quickly, where is she? Make a call.

Contact her and I'll pick her up right away."

"Going to the United States? Didn't you mean going to Shanghai to see a doctor?" Ren Yifei was startled.

"Ah, there are some things you don't know at all."

"We don't know, just tell us. How will we know if you don't tell us?"

"This matter..." Chen Gang couldn't say anything. He tugged on Ren Yifei's arm and urged anxiously, "Quickly, call her quickly. She will know then."

"But I can't contact her. She turned off her phone."

Chen Gang fainted when he heard this. He quickly recalled the scene in the hotel lobby. The girl in the windbreaker was definitely Ling Kexin. They exchanged bags, and he couldn't stare at Ren Yifei for too long, so they succeeded.

.

But Moer Ye was different. He recognized Ren Yifei at a glance and was not Ling Kexin.

Chen Gang felt a little guilty. He ran to Mo Ye and asked him what to do. Mo Ye slapped his forehead in distress and said sadly: "Go back to find her and postpone the flight ticket until two o'clock in the afternoon."

Looking back at Ling Kexin, she walked out of the hotel wearing Ren Yifei's clothes and hid in a dark corner. When she saw Ren Yifei getting into the car, she left with peace of mind.

Although Ren Yifei hid it from Chen Gang, she believed that Ren Yifei would be exposed soon, so she immediately turned off her phone.

Once again escaping, although she was worried that Mo Ye would punish her, she always wanted to take a gamble, especially after last night, Ling Kexin gained confidence.

She went to the supermarket and bought a bag of snacks and two bags of milk powder, and was going to take a car to Huayao Foreign Language School to see her younger brother. Because she wanted to take away a new cotton coat she bought for her younger brother at home, Ling Kexin took a taxi to Qingfeng

lane.

Climbing upstairs, as soon as she took out the key, a man suddenly appeared from the stairs on the upper floor and called: "Kexin."

Ling Kexin was so shocked that she almost dropped the key in her hand. She stared blankly at the haggard-looking He Xiaoxiao and said, "Senior, you...why are you here?"

"Let me see you." He Xiaoxiao walked down and opened the door for her.

Ling Kexin put down the things in her hands, her mind became confused and she didn't know what to do. She wanted to make tea, but found that there was no hot water at home. She picked up the kettle and filled it with water, but the water overflowed her mouth.

"Don't boil the water. Sit down and talk to me." He Xiaoxiao turned off the water faucet and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.

"Senior, you shouldn't have come." Ling Kexin lowered her head and moved away from him.

"Kexin, come with me." He Xiaoxiao asked bluntly.

Ling Kexin was stunned, then slowly raised her head, with a conflicted and tangled expression. Facing He Xiaoxiao's pleading eyes, she shook her head sadly, "No, I can't go with you."

Otherwise, the great devil will do harm to him, not to mention that he is already Mo Yiting's man. He Xiaoxiao grabbed her shoulders and said sadly: "Kexin, do you really not like me? You

Do you really want to debase yourself like this, become Mo Ye's lover, and let others look down upon you? Tell me, has he ever threatened you? "

"..." Speechless, she couldn't answer.

"Kexin, do you need money? You also like a lot of money, don't you? It doesn't matter, I will give it to you. As long as you follow me, I will give you a lot of money! Come with me, don't waste yourself

No, this doesn't look like you, doesn't look like you." He Xiaoxiao spoke a little incoherently, and Ling Kexin's silence made his thoughts take a turn.

"Senior, I didn't." Ling Kexin felt a little pain in her heart when she heard that. How could he use it to be mean and mean? Does he think badly of me?

He Xiaoxiao took off his coat, took out two bank cards from inside, and waved them in front of Ling Kexin's eyes, "Look, this is our He family's money. Let me tell you, our He family is also very rich. I believe it."

, I will not be worse than Mo Ye in the future, here you go! I will give you all the money, so you can follow me, right?"

Ling Kexin felt dizzy, the two cards were like two pieces of red-hot iron burning her hands, and He Xiaoxiao's words were like a slap on her face.

If he meant it right, He Xiaoxiao had already regarded her as a money-worshiping girl! She only had money in her eyes.

It's so sad, she needs money, but her body and feelings cannot be bought with money.

"Senior, who do you think I am?"

"Who?" He Xiaoxiao was confused by her question.

"Do you think I fell in love with Mo Ye because he has a lot of money?"

"Isn't that so?"

"No!" Ling Kexin was about to cry, but she tried hard to hold back the tears that filled her eyes.

"That's not the case. Why do you want to be good with him? Huh?" He Xiaoxiao was a little excited. He couldn't figure it out and didn't want to think about it anymore. This problem has been bothering him for so long. His classmates, good friends, and

Mo Yiting said that she followed Mo Ye because of money, is that wrong? The facts are right in front of her, and she said it herself.

Is it interesting to deny it now? Besides, her family is indeed poor.

As if to prove something, He Xiaoxiao took out his mobile phone, showed Ling Kexin the photo above, and said angrily: "Look, Kexin, you have really changed. Why do you do such shameless and despicable things for money?" Ling Kexin

She was startled and her face turned pale. How could He Xiaoxiao have such a photo? She stared at the picture intently, her head buzzing as if struck by lightning, unable to react.

Her speechlessness and shock allowed He Xiaoxiao to confirm the authenticity of the three pictures.

"I don't blame you, nor do I dislike you, Ke Xin. Look, I deleted them. From now on, you are still perfect in my mind." He Xiaoxiao said while deleting, and finally turned off the phone.

He hugged the sluggish Ling Kexin and said eagerly, "Let's go, follow me. Let's go abroad and live a happy life."

Ling Kexin slowly came to her senses, but after hearing He Xiaoxiao's words clearly, she fell into his arms like a puddle of spring mud, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be controlled and slid down.

Why? Why do you have to let your seniors see your most embarrassing scenes?

Does she have self-respect, okay? She has always wanted to maintain a little dignity in front of the man she loves, but... why would someone tear her down ruthlessly? Let her even a little bit of protective skin be stained with dirt, making her feel ashamed and ashamed.

.

Is it possible that the senior said she doesn’t dislike him? He doesn’t dislike her, she dislikes him, so how can she match him?

"Senior, I'm dirty, please leave!" Not wanting to explain the photo, perhaps this would really make the senior give up, Ling Kexin pushed He Xiaoxiao away decisively.

He Xiaoxiao was anxious. He was unwilling to give in. He hugged Ling Kexin tightly and said firmly: "No! I will not admit defeat!"

Ling Kexin looked at him with tears in her eyes... She really wanted to ask, was she just taking me away out of anger? Was she just because she didn't want to lose to another man?

"Do you love me?" Ling Kexin suddenly asked sadly.

"..." He Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, then nodded, caressing her face and said, "I like you! Although the word love is deeper than like and involves more responsibility, I am willing to love you!"

Are you willing to love me? Is it too reluctant? Is it because of my own unbearableness that the seniors also have a little painful and dark knot in their hearts? This little knot may take them a lifetime to untie.

"Senior, thank you, but I am no longer worthy of your love." No matter how sad her heart is, Ling Kexin is not willing to succumb to lowliness. She would rather maintain her pitiful self-esteem than let others look down on her or burden her senior.

shame".
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