Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Song Hanqing pursed his lips and said nothing.

After taking good care of Qin Yu and falling asleep, he got up and returned to the villa on the top of the mountain.

in the villa.

The servant was still dragged into the room by Hua Mo, and the two looked at each other face to face.

Seeing Hua Mo's lifeless appearance, the servant didn't dare to move, so he lowered his head.

until.

There was a regular sound of footsteps outside the door.

The door opens.

Song Hanqing walked in from the outside.

Song Hanqing was still wearing a black suit, his slender figure stood out in the sunlight, his facial features were exquisite and three-dimensional, and his long and narrow eyes gleamed coldly.

He just stood at the door, directly hurting Hua Mo.

Hua Mo rushed up suddenly, and thrust the porcelain in his hand into Song Hanqing's chest.

"Song Hanqing! My child! Where's my child!"

Song Hanqing's heart ached, he stared at Hua Mo's almost crazy face, and whispered, "Dead!"

Hua Mo's eyes were full of grief, "Song Hanqing! Why did you kill my child!"

"Why!"

Song Hanqing frowned slightly, staring at the crazy Hua Mo, clasped her hand tightly with his big hands, pulled her against the wall, stared at her coldly, "Hua Mo, what are you going crazy for!"

What's crazy?

Hua Mo's face was ashen.

Yes!

She is really crazy!

She is crazy to fall in love with Song Hanqing!Falling in love with a devil-like man!

Hua Mo's eyes were dim with tears, and he slowly closed them.

Song Hanqing squinted at her, and the anger on his face rose again, "I really want to know what you can do for him!"

Hua Mo grinned, "Song Hanqing, lock me up forever if you have the ability! As long as I get out, I will definitely not let you go!"

Song Hanqing seemed to have heard some funny joke, "Okay! I'll wait."

"Ah Ruo, bring the food!" Song Hanqing turned to look at the servant.

The servant hurriedly answered yes with a trembling voice, then turned and went out.

Song Hanqing looked at Hua Mo and sneered, "How can you waste me if you're not full? Huh?"

Hua Mo clasped his hands tightly and said nothing. He glanced at the blood on his chest and moved his eyelashes.

Song Hanqing looked at Hua Mo, took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Ji.

"Come over to the hilltop villa!"

Jiang Ji received the call and rushed over 10 minutes later.

"I said, Lao Song, what are you doing! I'm on vacation! Why did you call me here!" Jiang Ji swaggered open the door and entered. As soon as he came in, he saw the messy scene and glanced at the tear-stained Hua Momo glanced at Song Hanqing, who had a gloomy face, and soon understood, and smiled embarrassingly, "Sorry! I was abrupt!"

With that said, he was about to close the door and turn back.

As soon as he took a step back, Song Hanqing's cold voice sounded.

"stop!"

Jiang Ji just stood still, glanced at the wound on Song Hanqing's body, quickly walked over to observe it, and said, "Your wound is not very deep, just take a little medicine and it will be fine. Come on, take off your clothes."

Song Hanqing didn't move, but squinted his eyes, "It's not me, it's her."

Only then did Jiang Ji notice the wound on Hua Mo's hand.

It was probably scratched when I took the fragments just now, and now the wound is bleeding.

Jiang Ji hurried over, put down the medicine box he was carrying, took out the medicine for wound treatment from it, walked towards Huamo, and said brokenly, "I think you have a scar constitution, if your wound If not handled properly, it will leave scars."

"Let me deal with it." Jiang Ji looked at her with a sincere tone.

Hua Mo only had contact with Jiang Ji once, which was about Hua An's operation plan.

At that time, she added Jiang Ji's WeChat, and he chatted with her on WeChat.

This is the first serious meeting between Hua Mo and Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji is very different from Song Hanqing.

Jiang Ji was born in a medical family, he was a top student since he was a child, he is a refined gentleman, and he is calm in every gesture.

Probably because Jiang Ji cured Hua An's disease, so Hua Mo still trusted Jiang Ji, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Hands spread out, bloody on them.

Jiang Ji cleaned her up carefully with a cotton ball, applied medicine to her, wrapped it with gauze, put the things in the medicine box, and told her, "Don't get water in the wound for two days."

Hua Mo pursed her lips and said nothing.

Jiang Ji looked at Song Hanqing again, "Ahem!"

"Then what, I still have something to do, so I won't bother you."

Song Hanqing didn't speak either.

Jiang Ji left very tactfully, and kindly closed the door for them.

The door is closed.

The room was quickly plunged into darkness again.

Song Hanqing straightened his suit jacket, walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

He crossed his legs, calmly and calmly, like a king who controlled everything in ancient times, exuding majesty.

dong dong!

The door rang again, and the servant Ah Ruo came in with the food, carefully placing the food on the small table next to it.

Hua Mo squeezed his aching hands, took a look, and walked over to eat by himself.

Song Hanqing was right.

She has to be full and strong before she can fight Song Hanqing to the end!
Death won't solve anything.

Song Hanqing looked at her quietly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Hua Mo swallowed the jujube whole, and within a few minutes he ate up a whole plate of food.

Song Hanqing got up slowly, walked up to her side, looked at her frivolously with downcast eyes, "Hua Mo, do you want a divorce?"

miss you!
Dream about it!

Hua Mo bit her lip, took a deep breath secretly, and suddenly a seductive smile appeared on her face, "Will you divorce me?"

She understood it!
Song Hanqing didn't want to divorce her at all, he just decided that she killed grandma, and wanted to use marriage to imprison her by his side and trample on her wantonly!
If she wanted to force her, she had no choice but to end herself!
Song Hanqing smiled, his smile was eerie.

"Hua Mo, how will you know if you don't try? You beg me! Maybe you kneel down and beg me, maybe I will fulfill you!"

beg him?

Hua Mo sneered.

Did she beg him less often?She crushed all her self-esteem and pride and put it in front of him. Does he care?

Now, even if she gave him her broken heart, he would think it stinks!
"I won't beg you." Hua Mo closed his eyes and slowly opened them again, "Song Hanqing, do you think it's fun playing with me?"

The disdain in Hua Mo's eyes pierced Song Hanqing's heart. Song Hanqing narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. He raised his lips, grabbed Hua Mo's wrist suddenly, and kissed it directly.

In the past, Hua Mo would still struggle.

But this time, Hua Mo suddenly stopped struggling and let him play with him like a doll.

Song Hanqing suddenly felt bored, raised his eyes, stared at Hua Mo's unfocused eyes with eagle-like eyes, and grabbed her chin with his big hand, forcing her to look at him.

"Hua Mo, look at me!"

Hua Mo was neither sad nor happy, motionless, as if he was dead.

Song Hanqing gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and threw her aside.

"Stay here for me!"

After leaving this sentence, Song Hanqing lifted his legs and walked out.

Until a long time after Song Hanqing went out, Hua Mo still kept the same movement, not moving at all.

She slowly closed her eyes, her lips were a little dry.