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325. Chapter 325 Recording Pen 2

"You are finally willing to come back." Yi Ningxiu entered the box, and when he saw him, his expression relaxed slightly. He sat opposite him and asked, "Aren't you afraid that your father will cause trouble for you?"

Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, snorted softly, and said: "I'm not afraid of him, I'm afraid of the other one. But I heard that that person is no longer here, and my brother called me and said, where is that freak going to be hired?

She went to work as a mercenary in the Corps, and it seems she doesn’t want to force me to marry her, so why should I stay abroad?"

Although foreign beauties are beautiful, their hair is as long as spiders, and their body odor is so strong that it can kill flies. If he stays there any longer, his nose will almost stop working.

As soon as Mo Zhen called him to tell him that Xu Zui was gone, he came back immediately.

On the day of the engagement, he deliberately escaped from the engagement and left Xu Zui alone at the engagement ceremony. When he was sitting on the plane, he felt an urge to take revenge.

He didn't dare to confront that woman. She was a freak who graduated from the special forces unit. Even ten of him wouldn't be enough to fight her...

Yi Ningxiu just smiled softly after hearing his words.

Mo Ling took out a recording pen from his pocket and said to Yi Ningxiu: "Ning Xiu, this is the recording pen you gave me originally. My friend fixed it, but I didn't have time to give it to you at that time. You still have it now?"

Do you want it?"

Yi Ningxiu looked at the recording pen and was slightly stunned.

If Mo Ling hadn't said anything, he would have almost forgotten about it.

That day, Su Qingqing cut her wrists and committed suicide because the photos of him and her were exposed. Su Qianqian went to visit her, but Su Qingqing accused Su Qianqian of bullying her in the hospital. The recorder fell to the ground. He asked Mo Ling

He took it to be repaired, but things got so busy that he almost forgot about it.

"Have you listened to what's inside?" he asked.

"No, I have very professional ethics." Mo Ling reached out and threw the pen to Yi Ningxiu, "Would you like to listen to it? My friend said that the audio file was not damaged at all. What was recorded?

That’s it.”

Yi Ningxiu's glazed eyes looked at the recording pen quietly, which still had broken marks. He remembered that Su Qianqian had argued with him over this matter after that day.

Now that things and people have changed, he looked at the pen and was slightly dazzled.

After being silent for a long time, he didn't know what he was afraid of. After a while, he slowly pressed the switch.

"My sister is so cheerful. She sat up and played with her mobile phone before she recovered from her serious illness."

"What are you doing here? Haven't you made me miserable enough? I don't want to see you!"

Su Qianqian spoke with a touch of sarcasm: "Your persecution paranoia has really reached its extreme... Or should I say, your ability to hypnotize yourself has reached its peak..." She paused and said slowly,

"Who sent the photo? No one should know better than you, right?"

After saying this in the box, Yi Ningxiu and Mo Ling's eyes changed.

Of course they still remember the culprit who could never be found.

Although the photos were cleaned up, the impact was gone, and Yi Ningxiu had been tolerant to Su Qingqing because of his guilt for her.

In his heart, he really believed that it was because of himself that Su Qingqing lost her job.

And what Su Qianqian meant...

Su Qingqing's voice screamed: "Get out! I don't want to listen to you!"
Chapter completed!
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