Chapter 308

Mo Beiting

He pinched his cigarette, said nothing more, and turned straight away.

Chen Baimo was biting her lips, holding the skirt on her knees, listening to the footsteps behind her.

Finally, when Mo Beiting came to the door, she raised her hand, pulled the sheets and quilts on the hospital bed and threw them on the ground, crying and shouting: "Mo Beiting, are you in such a hurry to warm up and stick her cold ass? She doesn't love you. Shen Yiqiao doesn't love you at all. Why do you want to go back? "

After a few seconds, the man's indifferent reply came from behind, "it doesn't matter whether she loves me or not when I go back."

Chen Baimo felt that her whole nerve was burning, and she had never felt so embarrassed. At the moment, her back was facing her, and she seemed so cold and thin, as if no matter how hard she tried, she could not touch her hand.

"She's with you just to get back at me, Mo Beiting. Are you the third child of the Mo family willing to be teased by a woman?"

Mo Beiting turned around and looked at her calmly. He said faintly, "if a person can be teased, it shows that he has use value. Just like at the beginning, didn't you decide to break up with Lu ran because of my status?"

When he said this, he was only calm, without a hint of sarcasm, but Chen Baimo preferred that he sarcastic her, disgusted her, at least she still had a star and a half position in his heart, rather than being as insipid as a stranger.

"She told me that day that the feud between me and her was over. Mo Beiting, do you understand? So far, it means that you don't even have any use value for her. "

"It's about me and her," Mo Beiting's tone was still very light, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

Mo Beiting's mobile phone rang. He picked it up, opened the door and went out of the ward, "hello."

There was a thumping noise of debris falling to the ground in the ward. The man's steps stopped for a while, but he didn't stop for more. "I had something to leave in the middle of the way, and I sent someone to guard there."

……

Mo Beiting didn't come back all night. Yi Qiao lay on the tatami on the balcony all night. He fell asleep for a while and woke up at dawn.

When she opened her eyes, it seemed that she was not awake. It was probably because of her sleeping posture. She always felt weak.

Yi Qiao stares at the ceiling for a long time, and then hears the vibration of the mobile phone on the bedside table.

She got up and went in barefoot to answer the phone.

It's Muzi!

She seems to have just woken up, voice is still very hazy, "Yi Qiao, money is not much, you use it first, the rest I think of a way."

"What money?"

"I've transferred 30000 yuan to you through wechat. I'll think about something in the next two days. You can help Uncle Lu to be admitted to the hospital first. The old man's health is getting worse and worse without delay."

These 30000 pieces of wood may be pieced together, plus all the savings over the years, her monthly salary is not much, and she has to send some back home.

Yi Qiao's throat choked a little bit, and her voice changed slightly, "thank you."

"You're welcome," Muzi was most afraid of sensationalism. "I'm going to get up, wash and go to work. It's too late."

After hanging up, Yiqiao opens wechat and sees Muzi's transfer information.

She stared at the number above, lost in thought, took the money for a long time, put the mobile phone in the bag.

……

Mo Beiting didn't come back last night. He drove to the AC downstairs and sat in the parking lot all night. After he came out of Chen Baimo's ward, he drove around the street for a long time. He had planned to make do with it in the office for one night.

After the car was parked in the parking lot, I smoked a cigarette in the car and had a good time. Later, I didn't want to leave because of the rising wine. So I simply put down my seat and had a rest in the car for a while.

He received a phone call in the middle of the way. It was from the person he stayed in Royal No.1. "Three little, our people didn't see Miss Shi, but..." the voice at the other end of the phone stopped for a few seconds. "We saw the wife."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Beiting lit a cigarette again, staring at the ceiling and smoking quietly, with a pair of dark eyes.

I didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Mo Beiting was awakened by a quarrel.

He narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch. It was more than seven in the morning.

Last night's wine was a bit on the top. Now he has a headache and sore eyes. He just wants to sleep. But the people outside are still quarreling incessantly, and their voices are louder than before.

Mo Beiting felt that his voice was a little familiar, but before he sat up to see it, the car made a loud bang, and then it was shocked——