After the rebirth, I divorced the scumbag

Mu Qing explained: "He has something urgent to do today."

A shallow smile appeared on Mo Xiaoyuan's handsome face, with a taste of sarcasm, "The man who loves you the most drives a luxury car, but doesn't even give you a taxi?"

Mu Qing was speechless, and then realized, "Are you following me?"

Being treated as a stalker, Mo Xiaoyuan didn't show any panic on his face, "Yes."

With a calm and calm attitude, it seems that he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with his behavior.

What kind of person he is, Mu Qing knows exactly what kind of person he is, and he doesn't need to explain at all.

In front of her, he didn't bother to pretend.

Seeing him being so upright and confident, Mu Qing felt a little angry, but there was nothing she could do.

"So," Mu Qing took a deep breath, "Mo Xiaoyuan, what do you mean now?"

Mo Xiaoyuan didn't go around with her any more, his black eagle eyes fixed on her, "Come back with me."

There is no ups and downs in the tone, the tone is indifferent, but it carries an irresistible order.

"We're done." Mu Qing stated calmly, "You only bought me for half a year, and the contract has expired ahead of schedule."

"What if I want to renew the contract?"

Mu Qing said firmly: "Impossible."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyuan walked towards her slowly with his slender and straight legs.

Mu Qing wanted to back subconsciously, but she didn't want to show timidity in front of Mo Xiaoyuan, so she looked at him stubbornly.

The corners of her eyes were red, like a little rabbit stared at by a wolf. She was obviously very scared, but she tried to put on a calm and calm look.

Mo Xiaoyuan looked at her who looked like she was about to jump up and bite at any moment, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

He stood still in front of her and lowered his eyelids to look at her, "Aren't you short of money? Another year with me, the price will be ten times the previous price."

His tone was a bit cold, and he asked the price unhurriedly, as if he was buying something.

What Mu Qing hates the most is his tone and attitude.

Aloof, see her as a window display item that can be teased at will for a few extra bucks.

People under him used to say that she is actually no different from those girls who come out to sell by the roadside in the park.

It's just that those people serve the public, but she only serves Mo Xiaoyuan.

She knew those people were right.

It was precisely because those people were right that she hated the relationship between her and him even more.

So when her father died from a failed operation and she no longer needed the money, she ended the relationship that shamed her.

At that time, there were still two months left in the agreement between her and Mo Xiaoyuan, so she made up the reason that she had found true love and wanted to get married and left.

She thought their relationship was over and they would never see each other again in this life.

Unexpectedly, this person has come to the Northland now.

Moreover, I want to buy her for another year.

But she finally regained her dignity as a human being, so how could she go back again?

She looked at him, her eyes never evasive, "No amount of money is possible.

"I already have a boyfriend now, and I don't want to betray him. If you want to raise a lover, please find someone else.

"Mr. Mo is so charming, there must be plenty of women willing to sleep with you."

Mo Xiaoyuan's handsome face showed no expression, he lowered his head and looked at her, "So loyal to him?"

Mu Qing raised her head and looked at him without speaking, but her firm eyes said everything.

After a long time, Mo Xiaoyuan smiled.

The smile didn't reach the eyes, a little scary.

"Like him so much?" He bent down, his breath missed her profile, and stopped beside her ear, "Is he better than me in bed?"

The timbre is lustful and charming, hoarse and seductive.

But Mu Qing couldn't have any charming thoughts, only felt annoyed.

She pushed him away and said angrily: "Yes."

As soon as she finished speaking, the joke in Mo Xiaoyuan's eyes disappeared instantly, and his aura became sharp.

"Did you sleep with him?"

Mu Qing was flustered by his stare, but she still mustered up her courage, "Yes."

She is well aware of Mo Xiaoyuan's temper. This person has a mental cleanliness obsession, and it is impossible for him to touch something that others have touched.

Back then, he chose to let her stay by his side because he liked her cleanliness and discipline.

Sure enough, after hearing her answer, Mo Xiaoyuan turned around and left without hesitation.

There was no trace of nostalgia in her footsteps, and her resolute attitude seemed that she would never look at her again in this life.

Mu Qing stood there without moving.

It wasn't until Mo Xiaoyuan's car left and disappeared into the traffic that she had been holding her breath, and then she exhaled.

The wind blows through the palm of my hand, making it a little cold.

Only then did she notice that her palms were actually covered in sweat.

Mo Xiaoyuan has the capital to make trouble, and is rarely afraid of anything, so most of the time he does things according to his mood.

Just now she was really worried that he would take him away in the street.

Fortunately, a year has passed, and Mo Xiaoyuan seems to be much restrained than before.

She calmed down and continued walking home.

The [-]-square-meter rental house, with two bedrooms and one living room, was fairly clean.

After entering the door, Mu Qing took off her high heels, stepped on the floor with her bare feet, went to the sofa and sat down, checking the injury on her heel.

The skin was worn out, revealing the blood-red tender meat inside.

Some pain.

She found alcohol to disinfect, and when the transparent liquid touched the flesh and blood, it foamed up.

After the disinfection was over, Mu Qing tore off the wound sticker expressionlessly to cover the wound.

After treating the wound, she dragged her tired body into the bathroom to rinse. After taking a shower, she walked to the door of the bedroom and opened the door. The smell of cigarettes, alcohol and vomit hit her face, which was disgusting.

She turned on the light in the bedroom, and saw a middle-aged woman who was so drunk that she was holding a wine bottle and fell on the bed. Under her body and on the sheet was a puddle of thick white vomit.

Cigarette butts scattered on the ground.

It is the amount of a pack.

Mu Qing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no wave.

She cleaned up the garbage on the floor, then dragged her drunken mother into the bathroom to clean.

The viscous vomit was on her body, but she didn't react at all, her expression was numb, like a walking dead.

……

The next morning, after breakfast, Lu Jinghao went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, Xia Zimu sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and called Bai Yanyi, wanting to ask him what time he booked the flight ticket.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

Xia Zimu heard Bai Yanyi's noisy background sounds, which seemed to be all in foreign languages.

"Brother Yan, where are you?"

Bai Yan had just landed after an overnight flight.

His spirit is not very good, and his voice is a little weak: "Bocheng Airport."

Xia Zimu had heard of this address before, and it seemed to be Shi Ye's hometown.

"Have you gone abroad?"

"Well, Yiyi had an accident last night, I came to see her." Bai Yanyi said, the car that picked him up had already stopped by the side of the road, "The person who picked me up is here, hang up first, I will contact you later."

After speaking, the other party hung up the phone directly.

Xia Zimu heard the weakness in his voice just now, as if he hadn't slept all night.

She thought about it, didn't bother him anymore, and called Shi Ye instead.

"Shiye, brother Yanyi said something happened to Yiyi, do you know what happened?"