Prison Marriage

Zhao Qiancheng was slightly startled when he heard the sound, and felt a little headache for a moment. Seeing Mo Xiangjia's appearance that was close to rage, he suddenly lost his confidence.

"What can I do? Have I ever done anything to be sorry for you? Even though you threw yourself into your arms yesterday, you gave me a slap in the face the next morning?"

Zhao Qiancheng finally decided to cover himself with fury. Anyway, every time he was angry, Mo Xiangjia would restrain himself, but this time he didn't.

Instead, Mo Xiangjia just looked at him coldly, and laughed out loud when he heard his words: "Zhao Qiancheng, are you really justified? What do you think of me?"

"What did I think of you? Don't you know anything?" Zhao Qiancheng was also a little annoyed this time, but Mo Xiangjia was unexpectedly indifferent.

What did I slip up and say yesterday after drinking?

Zhao Qiancheng couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but he couldn't think of it at all, so he just changed the subject blindly: "Forget it, I don't want to argue with you in the morning, get up, I'll make breakfast."

Said that Zhao Qiancheng was about to leave, how could Mo Xiangjia allow him to leave without saying anything clearly, and rushed over to grab him, Zhao Qiancheng turned around in surprise.

Mo Xiangjia's face was firmer than ever before: "I'll give you one last chance. Did you feel sorry for me? Maybe you said it, but I can still choose to forgive you."

"baffling."

Zhao Qiancheng shook off her hand directly, got up and began to get dressed, Mo Xiangjia couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw this: "Okay, for a person like you, I still want to surrender myself."

Speaking of which, Mo Xiangjia got up directly, and began to put on her clothes in silence. Zhao Qiancheng always felt that she was a little unreasonable. Didn't she just sleep yesterday?What else can happen.

Zhao Qiancheng was puzzled, but he didn't ask clearly, thinking that maybe she would feel better if he made her breakfast later, so he went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

And Mo Xiangjia dressed himself and took a shower. Just after going downstairs, Zhao Qiancheng just finished cooking, and Mo Xiangjia looked at the table full of things without a trace of disturbance.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and do it, I've already finished cooking." However, Mo Xiangjia sat on the sofa beside him indifferently, ignoring Zhao Qiancheng.

Zhao Qiancheng's dignity was also damaged this time. A man cooks for you without saying a word, and suddenly explodes: "Mo Xiangjia, what are you doing?"

Mo Xiangjia just glanced at him indifferently, then turned on the TV, Zhao Qiancheng suddenly rushed over and snatched the remote control from her hand: "I'm asking you something!"

But Mo Xiangjia was still indifferent and said nothing.

"Okay, then don't say a word here by yourself. I don't have time to accompany you. I'm going to work in the company." After saying that, Zhao Qiancheng really ignored Mo Xiangjia, turned around and planned to go out.

Mo Xiangjia watched him put on his coat and tie, suddenly clenched his fists and stood up abruptly.

Zhao Qiancheng, who was putting on his shoes, was taken aback for a while, but he was slightly happy in his heart, thinking that Mo Xiangjia was trying to show his favor to him, so he was secretly happy for a while, but his face did not show it.

Just when Zhao Qiancheng thought that Mo Xiangjia would come to act like a baby with him, suddenly Mo Xiangjia slapped him angrily.

Zhao Qiancheng only felt that his cheeks were burning instantly, and he turned around in astonishment, covering his cheeks and looking at her in disbelief, but Mo Xiangjia still had a cold expression on his face, as if it wasn't her who hit someone just now.

"Mo Xiangjia, are you crazy!"

Being slapped suddenly, he was at a loss from the beginning, and now he was furious after reacting, everything was within Mo Xiangjia's expectation.

Mo Xiangjia looked down at his wrist that was tightly pinched by him. Although the pain seemed to crush the bones, it was nothing compared to the pain of tearing Mo Xiangjia's heart.

"The person I love the most pushed me into the fire pit with his own hands. Tell me, will I go crazy?"

Mo Xiangjia spoke suddenly, but this sentence made him a little overwhelmed. Her eyes seemed to contain a heart-wrenching sadness, which made Zhao Qiancheng speechless for a while.

"Did you watch too many TV dramas?" Zhao Qiancheng dodged his eyes and threw her arm away. Mo Xiangjia was suddenly thrown by him and took two steps back.

"Zhao Qiancheng, don't you feel any guilt in your heart?"

The figure that Zhao Qiancheng was planning to leave was startled, and he turned around slowly as if he had heard something inexplicable, and asked suspiciously: "Why should I feel guilty? Did I feel sorry for you in any way?"

"You really speak with confidence." Mo Xiangjia took two steps back slowly, with despair in his eyes after the last gleam of hope was extinguished, which made Zhao Qiancheng even more puzzled.

"Then, tell me, you just ruined my life like this, and let the word murderer always be in my file, don't you feel guilty?" Mo Xiangjia asked sharply, and Zhao Qiancheng's head suddenly buzzed With a sound.

Does she know something?

"What are you talking about? You killed that person, and I didn't ask you to kill him." When Zhao Qiancheng said these words, he couldn't help but feel a little lacking in confidence, and Mo Xiangjia naturally heard it.

Mo Xiangjia just looked at him calmly, smiled slightly, and said with a hint of sadness in his voice: "Actually, you already said everything last night. Do you still want to argue until now?"

"Me last night?"

Zhao Qiancheng tried his best to think back, but in his mind, only Mo Xiangjia told him to surrender after he came, and then the two of them slept all night, and there was nothing else.

Mo Xiangjia knew that he couldn't recall it at all, so he couldn't help but sneered: "Then let me tell you, Wang Qingbo, you designed it to appear in the hotel room, right? And you also designed me, you The ultimate goal is to want Wang Qingbo to die, am I right?"

Originally, Zhao Qiancheng's hand holding the doorknob froze, he almost couldn't stand still, and his heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that he really slipped his tongue after drinking and said all these.

"I, Xiang Jia, you have to believe me, everything is not what you imagined!" Zhao Qiancheng hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Xiangjia's wrist, and Mo Xiangjia threw his hand away in disgust.

"I imagine? What can I imagine? It's just the disgusting things you did." Mo Xiangjia looked at him coldly, feeling sad for herself while feeling heartbroken.

Zhao Qiancheng was at a loss for a while, but he knew better that if Mo Xiangjia broke this matter to the police station, he would inevitably be in trouble.

"You have to know, how could I treat you like this, don't you understand my heart for you? I promised you to go to apply for a marriage certificate with you!" Zhao Qiancheng In order to calm Mo Xiangjia down, Everything that could win sympathy was said.

It's okay not to talk about this matter, but when she talked about it, she was even more sad: "Then let me ask you, have you completed the marriage certificate with me? Didn't you hide the household registration book? You also set me up."

The more I talk, the more I feel that I am not worth it.

"I didn't design you. Didn't you find it yesterday? I never said a single word no!" Zhao Qiancheng looked so anxious that he almost knelt down in front of Mo Xiangjia.

Mo Xiangjia was silent, and now every word he said, she had to weigh whether it was credible.

"And the mastermind of Wang Qingbo's matter is not me, it is He Chengyuan's idea! He organized the whole matter!" Zhao Qiancheng was in a hurry, so he had to pick himself clean.

He Chengyuan?
Mo Xiangjia didn't expect that he would be involved, and his eyes couldn't help but deepened.

"Do you think I will still believe what you say now?" Mo Xiangjia no longer felt the heartache at the beginning, but calmed down even more. At this time, she suddenly remembered Shen Yuyan's words.

Is this person really worth it?
"I don't know what's going on in your heart, but I want you to know the truth. All of this really has nothing to do with me. When I found out, Wang Qingbo had already appeared in the hotel!"

Zhao Qiancheng tried his best to explain, but in Mo Xiangjia's eyes, he looked like a clown, which made Mo Xiangjia very disgusted.

"Then why didn't you stop it? Why did you let He Chengyuan plot against me like this?" Mo Xiangjia asked sharply, struggling frantically to break free from his restraint.

How could Zhao Qiancheng let her go, held her in his arms even harder, and said silently and helplessly: "Because Wang Qingbo, if he died, wouldn't it be good for all of us? And killing someone out of self-defense is not a good idea." Definitely going to jail!"

Mo Xiangjia froze immediately, Zhao Qiancheng was a little puzzled why she suddenly stopped moving, and slowly sent her away, only to see that she was looking at him with a sneer: "So for your benefit, I was pushed out. Have you ever thought about what if I didn't kill Wang Qingbo and was defiled by him?"

Suddenly Mo Xiangjia didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly pushed him away, and said sharply: "Zhao Qiancheng, you are really a good man! You really have no guilt towards me!"

"Xiang Jia! Xiang Jia! Calm down! I will never let Wang Qingbo defile you. You succeeded in killing him because he was drugged by He Chengyuan in advance!" Zhao Qiancheng chased after him, but Mo Xiangjia was fierce. Turning her head, her eyes were as sharp as knives, and she shot straight at him.

"I'm very calm, don't worry, I will not forgive you, and I will never make it easier for you all! Everyone who pushes me into the fire pit, I will sue you to court!"

Mo Xiangjia's eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and he hated him deeply.

The deeper the love, the deeper the hate.

When your true love betrays you, how much you loved at the beginning, how much you hate now.

And how could Zhao Qiancheng allow Mo Xiangjia to do this, everything about him would be ruined by this woman, so he rushed over and grabbed her wrist.

Mo Xiangjia turned around a little annoyed, only to see Zhao Qiancheng's determined look.

"If you really have to die to make you forgive me, I'll go now." After finishing speaking, Zhao Qiancheng rushed to the balcony.