Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

His words made Tang Mosen slightly stunned for a moment, his brows were unconsciously frowned, and his eyes were full of doubts.

"Please speak clearly." Tang Mosen said again.

There was a hint of anger in that cold tone, and the whole person looked very dissatisfied.

The tone of Cui Enyao's tone when he spoke to him just now was as if he had discovered that he had done something shameless and obscene.

That arrogant look really made him a little uncomfortable.

"Since you want to pretend to be confused, then I'll help you analyze the whole thing." Cui Enyao clasped his hands tightly around his chest, folded his legs, and looked very lazy.

However, the tone of the speech was extremely cold and indifferent.

"It was you who specifically ordered Wen Feijin to do those shameless things to our designer, that's why she tampered with Yuyang's design, almost because of this incident, Yuyang couldn't even get here .”

When Cui Enyao thought of Xia Yuyang's desperate appearance at that time, he felt extremely angry in his heart.

His words made Tang Mosen slightly taken aback, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Xia Yuyang designed by Wen Feijin?
"Tang Mosen, don't worry, I will let you win no matter what."

……

In his ears, the words Wen Feijin said to him suddenly sounded again.

The expression on Tang Mosen's face also seemed to become more dignified and dull.

In his mind, he also subconsciously thought of what he heard outside just now.

He seemed to suddenly understand what Wen Feijin meant by what Wen Feijin said on the phone.

That woman was not nervous because of something happening at home, but because she wanted to do something to Xia Yuyang again!
Thinking of this, Tang Mosen really didn't even think about it, he just stood up and ran towards the backstage.

Looking at the back of him rushing down in a hurry, Cui Enyao sat on the spot, looking very calm, and followed his back closely.

When Tang Mosen rushed to the backstage, he only saw Xia Yuyang.

She was wearing a long white gauze dress, and her long hair, like seaweed, poured down and was casually scattered behind her, sitting there quietly, like a beautiful picture scroll.

Incomparably charming and eye-catching.

She also exudes a quiet breath from top to bottom.

Xia Yuyang sat there quietly, holding the phone tightly in her hand in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"Where's Wen Feijin? Did you see her?" Tang Mosen stared lightly at her for a few seconds before suddenly remembering what he came here for.

He calmed down secretly, and quickly asked Xia Yuyang aloud.

His voice made Xia Yuyang, who was immersed in following, startled. When she turned around, she saw him standing at the door, looking very nervous, eager to find Wen Feijin. of.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she shook her head slightly towards him, her expression was wet and indifferent, and she felt a little alienated.

He noticed the change in her attitude, but Tang Mosen didn't show any strangeness.

He just took a deep look at her, opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, and finally didn't say anything, then turned his body and walked out.

"This damned woman!" Tang Mosen cursed as he walked.

Even he himself couldn't tell who the person he was scolding was.

"Wen Feijin!" Tang Mosen finally found her at the backstage intersection.

Seeing that she was standing there all the time, her eyes fixed on the stage tightly, she didn't know what she was looking at, so he immediately followed Wen Feijin's gaze.

"Tang Mosen? What's the matter?" Wen Feijin heard someone calling her name, and when she turned around, she saw him standing behind her.

The expression on her face looked very heavy, and the determination in her eyes made her shiver uncontrollably.

"What are you doing? What are you looking at?" Tang Mosen gently grasped her wrist, and pulled her to him.

He lowered his head slightly, but his star-like eyes were filled with an indelible gloom.

Wen Feijin saw that he suddenly seemed to be a different person, with a dangerous aura exuding from his whole body, not only did he have some doubts in his heart, what was going on.

"I'm just standing here watching the stage." Wen Feijin licked the corners of her lips towards him, and said with a gentle smile on her face.

Her tone of voice was still gentle, and she couldn't hear any trace of lying.

When Tang Mosen heard the words, he still stared at her without blinking, his eyes still filled with an incomprehensible solemnity.

Wen Feijin looked at him, and couldn't help but wonder what was going on with him.

There was even an ominous premonition that shrouded Wen Feijin's heart bit by bit.

"What are you doing?" Tang Mosen asked again.

The tone sounded very tough, without leaving any room for it.

After hearing what he said, Wen Feijin frowned, and the confusion in her heart became deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Tang, you..."

"Are you planning to do something to Xia Yuyang?" Wen Feijin thought about it carefully before speaking again.

However, she was only halfway through her words, and Tang Mosen had already spoken, interrupting her speech straightforwardly.

All of a sudden, the surrounding air became extremely heavy.

Wen Feijin only felt that the air pressure around him was slowly dropping, and the temperature in the air dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Her hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched into fists, and she stared at him without blinking, but her heart was already panicked.

"Mr. Tang, why do I not quite understand the meaning of what you said." Wen Feijin tried her best to make her voice sound calm, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

However, Wen Feijin saw disgust in his eyes.

Tang Mosen didn't believe her words at all.

To be more precise, it should be that he never believed in this woman from the beginning to the end.

"You should know why Xia Yuyang's work went wrong before, right? And the phone call you made just now has nothing to do with your family, does it?" Hearing what she said, Tang Mosen didn't pay any attention to it. , and asked the doubts in his heart more directly.

Wen Feijin's complexion changed a few times, and her lowered eyes slightly concealed the panic in her eyes.