Su Moqin also heard it, but surprisingly she didn't refute. Her eyes slowly fell on Chen Jinglin. Seeing the latter lowering his head, neither defending nor looking at her, the last trace of warmth in his heart felt like being...
Take it all away.
There were also bloodstains on her cheeks scratched by Jiang Mengqin's nails, a sharp contrast between her fair face and the bright red bloodstains. She didn't feel any pain, only chills.
"But Mengqin, you..." Mother Jiang touched her daughter's face distressedly, the purple-red bruises were so obvious.
Jiang Mengqin pulled down Mother Jiang's hand and comforted her: "Mom, don't worry, this bruise is just a minor matter. On the wedding day, if you apply more powder, it won't be noticeable." Her voice was soft and charming.
, appearing generous and careless.
When Jiang's father and mother heard this, they felt more and more that Su Moqin had gone too far. Now that her daughter had said this, she could only look at Su Moqin angrily and said: "Su Moqin, since Mengqin has decided not to argue with you, what happened today?"
, just let it go. If there is a next time, I will never let you go!"
Mother Jiang pushed Jiang Mengqin, who immediately stepped back and took Chen Jinglin's arm, saying coquettishly: "Jinglin, I don't want to be in the same air with this woman, let's go home, okay?
is it okay!?"
Jiang Mengqin shook Chen Jinglin's arm, and the latter had no choice but to agree, "Okay!" His peripheral vision slightly glanced in the direction of Su Moqin, but when he came into contact with Jin Zun's profound eyes, he took it back without mercy.
Su Moqin lowered her eyes, listening to the words over there, clasping her palms together tightly without saying a word or making any excuses.
"Moqin!" Su Mozheng shouted and rushed in. Jiang Mengqin and his party were about to go out, but now they bumped into someone.
Jin Zun raised his eyebrows slightly, and his black eyes fell on the black clothes of the visitor. The white flower had not been taken off yet and was hanging on his chest. His eyes darkened.
Su Mozheng's hand was still on the doorknob, but now she had to take it back, "Chairman Jiang, Mrs. Jiang," her eyes fell smoothly on the pair of beautiful women behind her, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, "Miss Jiang, Chen
Boss!" His words were polite and distant, but the palms behind his back were tightly clenched into fists.
"Sister Mo Zheng..." Chen Jinglin also spoke in shock, but the moment he opened his mouth, he almost bit off the back of his tongue. Regret and annoyance were not enough to describe his emotions at this moment.
Su Mozheng smiled lightly and brushed the dust off her shoulders, "Mr. Chen, I can't bear the responsibility of calling you a sister!" The words were calm and cool, but they seemed to inject a little pressure, making the listeners' faces change.
The child is ugly.
Su Mozheng stood outside the door, while Chen Jinglin and his party stood inside. The two groups refused to give in. Su Mozheng did not give in either. Instead, she took a step forward and said, "Chairman Jiang, you are an elder. You should not follow a person."
Let me worry about it, junior."
"Miss Jiang," she raised her white jade-like chin and looked at the delicate Jiang Mengqin opposite, "please let me go, I want to go in to see my sister!"
"Why didn't you let us!?" Jiang Mengqin was young and energetic after all, and couldn't help but step forward and look down at Su Mozheng. She was already taller than Su Mozheng, and she wore ten-centimeter high heels, which made her look even taller.
Su Mozheng looked a little shorter in front of her.
"Just because," Su Mozheng paused, her black eyes turning inexplicably dark, "I'm older than you!"
Jiang Mengqin couldn't say a word at all. He only gasped and looked at the latter unwillingly and angrily.
"Mengqin——" Father Jiang spoke in a low voice, but his words were directed at Su Mozheng. There was no smile on her well-maintained face, "Let Miss Su, after all, you are the newlyweds."
, The bride who is about to get married should be happy and don't have to worry about these things!" These words were watertight, distinguishing Su Mozheng from their class.
"Hmph!" Jiang Mengqin snorted from her nostrils, and then reluctantly gave up her position.
Su Mozheng didn't care, and walked straight in. "Moqin..." She touched the scratches on the latter's face, with a trace of pity flowing in her dark eyes, "Does it hurt? Why did she strike so hard!
"On the white right cheek, there were three blood marks scratched on it, which were ferocious and terrifying, completely ruining a good appearance.
"Sister..." As soon as Su Moqin saw the latter, she cried and threw herself into her arms, shouting hoarsely: "Sister, sister, sister..."
Su Mozheng patted her on the back, "Don't be afraid, sister is here, follow her home!"
"Even if he doesn't want you anymore, you still have a sister, and she won't abandon you!"
The white lights in the hospital corridor reflected each other, and it was bone-piercingly pale. Su Moqin took one look and retracted her head into Su Mozheng's arms. The latter kept stroking her head, with a smile on her lips and a smile in her eyes.
Pain, "Don't cry——"
"Su Mozheng!" Jin Zun had been following the sisters. Now he took a step forward and grasped the latter's wrist bone. "What's wrong with your black clothes? Who died?" He seemed to be thinking stubbornly.
I want to know every detail of her these past few days.
Su Mozheng frowned, unable to break free from his big hand, so she had to lower her voice and said, "Let go!"
There was disgust on her face, and he let go of her hand in panic, and the smooth skin left his palm, and suddenly it felt empty.
She walked in front again, and he strode behind and continued to ask: "Where have you been these past few days?"
Su Mozheng ignored her and walked forward. Outside the hospital gate, she half-hugged Su Mozheng and prepared to take a taxi.
Jin Zunji strode forward, grabbed her wrist bone, and regardless of whether she was in pain or not, he opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz and said to her, "Get in!"
"You -" She seemed to have difficulty adapting to his domineering attitude, "I don't like repeating a sentence three or four times!" He gritted his teeth, his gums almost creaking, his handsome face under the night, and his pupils as black as a leopard.
His eyes were surprisingly dark.
However, Su Moqin suddenly stood up straight, bent over and got into the car, placing her palms calmly on her knees and looking straight ahead.
Su Mozheng then got into the car. He curled his lips with satisfaction, closed the door, and started the car.
At ten or eleven o'clock at night, the car window glass blocked the cold air outside. It was still a little difficult for her to adapt to the transition from city B to city A.
I don't know how Huo Shaoyan booked the flight ticket so quickly. She rushed back without stopping. She didn't feel tired just after getting off the plane, but she was a little tired now.
The distance from the hospital to Su's house is a bit far.
He drove the car without looking back, and she looked out the window without looking at him.
Gradually, her eyelids became tired and heavy. Su Mozheng propped up her head and unknowingly fell asleep with her elbows on her knees.
Jin Zun saw her appearance in the rearview mirror, and the corners of her lips, which had been stiff and straight, curved.
"Do you like my sister?" In one sentence, it was more like a statement. Su Moqin saw Jin Zun's eyes and said bluntly.
Jin Zun averted his gaze and turned around, his voice a little dull, "No!"