Chapter 297

Yi Joe is not surprised that he knows so much.

Mo Beiting said these things that she had not considered before, or thought of, and did not dare to consider.

But now he pointed out one by one, like a heavy slap on her face.

Hot hot!

She said to Lu ran: don't hurt innocent people for revenge. In that way, what's the difference with Chen Baimo.

But what's the difference between her use of Mo Beiting to fight against Chen Baimo and Chen Baimo.

In the final analysis, they are the same kind of people, selfish, mean, shameless!

Yi Qiao bit the lower lip, dull for a long time, "I'm sorry, third brother, the matter between me and Chen Baimo shouldn't involve you, while it's still time, let's divorce."

If she just mentioned divorce, she blurted it out impulsively, but now, she is sincere and doesn't want to drag Mo Beiting down.

She can't ignore uncle Lu's illness.

These have nothing to do with Mo Beiting, nor should they drag him into her troubled life.

Mo Beiting sneered, and his face became more and more ugly, almost expressionless.

Shouldn't be involved?

In time?

But if he should never be involved, he would rather be involved.

He even congratulated that he was Chen Baimo's boyfriend at that time!

As Shen Yiqiao said, if Chen Baimo is really looking for an ordinary and ordinary man, she won't break up with Lu ran so firmly, then she won't go to Lu Yan.

Now, Shen Yiqiao and Lu Yan may have already married and had children.

Mo Beiting gently stroked her face, "if you want to shake me, just do it in time? What are you doing in time? "

"While we can get out of this marriage... Ah..."

The hand covering her cheek suddenly changed from a gentle touch to a heavy twist, "get out? If I let you go, will you come back to this marriage? "

Will it?

In the past, she thought that divorce and breakup were not suitable for two people. Even if she looked back, she would eventually break up because of this unsuitable.

So, in the past, she would not.

Now she doesn't know!

She and Mo Beiting are not inappropriate, except that there is a woman in his heart that can't be forgotten for a long time, but she is not sure that she can't bear to turn a blind eye.

Probably not.

"Yes?" The man leaned over and gently went to kiss her lips, "will you?"

So, "No."

"Oh," Mo Beiting sneered, "since I can't, why should I let you go?"

He directly picked off his shirt, skillfully and quickly tied her two hands to the guardrail. If Mo Beiting really wanted to teach a woman to clean up, even if she was a taekwondo black belt, she could not break away, not to mention her fighting skills.

She almost lost her voice and screamed, "let me go, Mo Beiting, you asshole."

The two hands tied by the shirt struggled recklessly and soon turned red and panting.

"The villa is surrounded by people. If you want to make it known to everyone, you can make a scene."

Yi Qiao

She didn't make any more trouble, but she didn't stop struggling. She didn't know whether it was because of the pain in her hand or other reasons, so her tears came out.

Her mind is almost blank, just instinctively read: "I don't want to, I don't want this kind of time, we are still talking about divorce one second before, and then go to bed one second later."

"Divorce is what you're talking about. I didn't say that."

"Isn't that the same?"

Anyway, it's about divorce. It doesn't matter who mentioned it. If there are problems between the two people, they will say divorce.

Yi Qiao is very noisy. Her face is protesting, but she won't let him kiss her.

Mo Beiting looked at her tears, what flashed away in his eyes. They froze for a few minutes. He straightened up and went straight out of the study.

The door of the study was opened and slammed.

Yiqiao was also tied to the guardrail.

He tied knots professionally, and she couldn't solve them at all.

But she didn't have the courage to call him back!

Mo Beiting came down the stairs with a calm face. Sister Rong was standing at the top of the stairs looking around. She heard the quarrel upstairs. She was worried. Mo Beiting came down.

"Sir."

Didn't see Yi Qiao, and thought that she just called so fierce, it's difficult to be that Mr. rough?

Mo Beiting naturally saw the meaning in her eyes, and did not explain. He went downstairs and buttoned his cufflinks. "Go up and untie the clothes for his wife."