Ning Zhilia went to find three cups, and the three of them sat directly on the carpet, each holding a glass of wine.

Qin Yu's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Do you know who went tonight?"

Ning Zhiliao shook her head, "Don't pay attention, Mo Xian knows someone?"

Su Nan recalled, "Who is the girl beside Mo Xian?"

Qin Yu's tears flowed even harder.

She sniffed and wiped her face.

"It's his wife's sister, a child who grew up in their family.

When Mo Xian and I were toasting together, she ran over and looked at me. Do you know what she said?"

She sneered, with a cold hatred in her eyes.

"Vox spirit?"

She sneered, "It doesn't matter if she calls me a vixen. Before I could say anything, Mo Xian took the initiative and told me not to bother with a child. I'm really a dog. A seventeen-year-old person also calls him a child?

In the past, even children could have had several children. Are their family mentally retarded?"

Su Nan listened and repeatedly felt that it was not a good feeling.

Qin Yu didn't rest, and then spoke:

"That's fine, I'll leave, did you know later?

When I went back, I heard the two of them talking. Mo Xian's wife actually lives in their Mo family. She is still nominal Mrs. Mo, just like she has not divorced. So what am I?

Mission? Vixen? Third party?”

Qin Yu couldn't help crying as he spoke.

"Mo Xian was still there asking the girl not to talk nonsense, especially not to tell me, for fear that I would make trouble if I knew it!"

She drank the wine from the glass and swallowed it with tears and wine.

"I'm just making a fuss. How cheap am I going to make trouble? Force the palace? Who am I?

I didn't do anything, why were they roasted on the fire?

Have I become a person who destroys other people's families unforgivable?

Mo Xianming said he had divorced, but he came back and pestered me and begged me to reconcile!"

Su Nan and Ning Zhiliao became more and more silent when they heard it, and their favor for Mo Xian disappeared completely.

If Mo Xian's existence could be tolerated before, then there would be absolutely no room for hearing this.

This is simply the scumbag among scumbags!

Qin Yuzui's image is completely unsatisfactory:

"It's fine now. I can't help but go up and argue. Mo Xian is still making a point. I really can't help but slap him and let him die!"

Ning Zhilia nodded in agreement, "The farther you die, the better!"

Su Nan: "No wonder you came back so angry. Qin Yu, you have to think clearly. This is the second time that something happened between you because of his marriage.

Again and again, if you make up your mind, make a decision early and don’t delay it.”

The longer it takes, the more it consumes each other's courage and feelings.

Even if you endure this breath, it will become an indelible bump in the future. The bump will always exist, and it will be unbearable to think about it.

Ning Zhiliao echoed:

"That's right, Su Nan is right. You have to make up your mind earlier and break up sooner.

We didn't really like Mo Xian, and we seemed to be unable to see through him. After all, we didn't understand him deeply.

Although their family's sphere of influence is quite large, they are too involved with his wife's family interests, and they are not cut off at all.

Mo Xian has not yet reached the point where he can cover the sky with one hand, so he must be inseparable from his wife's power!"

Su Nan: "It's an ex-wife!"
Chapter completed!