Marriage is coming

"I didn't force you to do anything you did today."

Lin Xuan pressed her eyelashes, and a thick layer of aura accumulated in her heart. She blinked her eyelashes, and her voice was very soft: "Besides, don't tell me that Fan Qiao is innocent. In your eyes, she is pure and kind. But in my eyes, every word of Fan Qiao is full of deep meaning."

"No one can not take responsibility for doing something wrong. I married you wishfully, but I didn't get your good face! Zheng Linlin paid a lot of money to buy your old friend to frame me, which is already a crime. She has moral problems. If you have a problem with your character, if you do something wrong, you can run wild just because you have a good father, so what is fair in this world?"

Mu Jingshen's eyes were light, his lips lifted slightly, he took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, bit it between his lips and teeth, and lit it.

Blue and white staggered smoke seeped out from the man's mouth, instantly enveloping him, further increasing the distance between the two of them: "Don't say that you seem innocent, if you didn't provoke Zheng Linlin on purpose today, she would Can’t even say that.”

"You're right. People should take responsibility for what they do wrong. You, Lin Xuan, have come to this point because you have to blame yourself."

Lin Xuan's eyes were flushed, she was too lazy to reason with Mu Jingshen, she just lay down, pulled the quilt over her head, as if refusing to communicate with Mu Jingshen.

She made a big move and pulled the wound. Her hair was pale in pain, and she almost lost her breath. In order to save her breath, Lin Xuan bit her lips tightly, and did not make any sound.

In this marriage, Lin Xuan occupied the dominant position. Mu Jingshen ignored her more and rarely had any active communication with her. Now that Lin Xuan was buried, Mu Jingshen closed his eyes and encouraged her to suppress The blue veins that are almost protruding on the forehead.

It's a woman's prerogative to mess around.

The premise is that this woman, in the eyes of a man, is lovely and gentle.

Lin Xuan knew that she didn't want Mu Jingshen to be seen, but when she heard the sound of a man slamming the door and leaving, her heart still inevitably ached.

The tip of her nose felt sore, a layer of water mist spread to her eyelids, and she forced her back. This road was chosen by Lin Xuan herself, and she will not regret it.

*
A farce finally ended in unhappiness. When Mu Jingshen came out of the hospital, it was dark outside.

The lights in Yancheng are just beginning to come on, and the streets are full of traffic.

The hospital is located in the center of Yancheng. The green plants on both sides of the road are wrapped with small colorful lights, emitting colorful lights.

This city has the most beautiful night view, but the man in the center of power cannot stop at all.

Sitting in the car, Mu Jingshen saw the darkness and light intertwined in front of his eyes. He was restless for a while, leaving only the desire to smoke, which fermented more and more in this night.

Before marrying Lin Xuan, he seldom smoked. After all, Fan Qiao's body couldn't bear it, and he gradually gave up the addiction he developed in the early years.

Mu Jingshen put away his confused thoughts, lit another cigarette, and held it between his fingers.

After sitting for a short time, before even finishing a cigarette, Mu Jingshen's phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his trousers, and the word "A Ci" danced wildly on it.

Mu Jingshen lowered his head, calling at this time, could it be that he is supporting Qiao Qiao again?
He pressed down on the corner of his lips and slid the connection.

"Ah Shen, come to the Chongguang bar for a drink. Ah Cheng and Ah Chen are both here."