When the time-traveling tyrant falls in love with the reborn villain

The air in the car gradually solidified. She said it took 4 hours, but the journey in her heart was more than 4 hours can be described.

She told Ye Cheng what happened as simply as possible, but the moment she finished speaking, her puffy eyes slightly bent, and she pulled out a rather gentle smile.

Mu Qingyan was in a blind spot where Ye Cheng couldn't hear, she clasped her hand vigorously, the hand that had been covered with a Band-Aid was now oozing blood.

She didn't seem to know the pain, but she just didn't like the finger.

God knows how much courage this smile took her.

Ye Cheng knew that, hearing her tone, she probably hated him... After all, his current identity is that person's son.

After thinking for such a long time, he believed that Mu Qingyan already had the best answer in his heart. In this case, it was impossible for him to persuade Mu Qingyan, so he might as well go and witness together. Master, what kind of mentality did you have to cheat.

Ye Cheng listened with his hands still on the steering wheel. Right now, he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette. What he hated most before was the smell of tobacco, but now he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette. Once the thought was in his heart Once born, it can never be obliterated.

After Mu Qingyan finished speaking, she kept fiddling with her handbag. She took out the cosmetics in the bag and used various bottles and cans to try her best to cover up the haggardness on her face. Ye Cheng understood, She wants to use this kind of man-made things to create a self that is not affected by man-made things.

About 10 minutes later, Ye Sheng heard that the urge to smoke gradually subsided. He looked at the entrance of the hotel, the bright lights, and the people coming in and out. The mother and son were hidden behind the flowers, out of reach. The light outside.

The sight in the car was really dim, but Mu Qingyan insisted on putting on full makeup for herself. She was just as delicate and beautiful as when she first met Ye Qingcheng. A heart already broken.

Mu Qingyan opened the car door, she wanted to see with her own eyes how her husband was messing around with others, she seemed to have really fallen into a puzzle called Ye Qingcheng, she had been confused for so many years, and now she found out when she woke up It turned out that there were so many loopholes between them, but they were just beautified by herself. She didn't want to believe that her husband was such a shameless hot chicken scum.

But she still has to see it with her own eyes, if she doesn't see how outrageous things are, how can she be worthy of being blind for nearly 20 years, the word divorce, when she called Ye Chengting hysterically at first, She was still furious for a while, but now, she just felt absurd.

Apart from absurdity, she couldn't find any other words to reflect the current situation.

Anyway, this marriage, she is divorced.

"I'll be with you!"

After dawdling over and over again, Ye Cheng finally became determined, no matter what aspect he was talking about, he would mess with today's situation, and no matter what aspect it was, he would unconditionally stand by Mu Qingyan's side.

He borrowed Ye Chengting's body to be reborn back then, so he had to bear the corresponding responsibility.

Ye Shengting parked the car in the designated parking space, opened the car door for Mu Qingyan, and walked to the hotel entrance together.

Mu Qingyan's beautiful eyes flowed around. After she took care of herself, she still wasn't half as embarrassed as she was when she cried. When she walked on the street, she was still the heroine who turned heads 100%.

"Listen, have you decided?" Mu Qingyan seemed to want to confirm something again. She looked at her son who was already at least ten centimeters taller than her, and her tone returned to her usual gentleness.

The reason why she called her son at the first time was that she never thought of asking him to help save this broken family. , except for a son, there is no one else who can speak the truth.

She was indeed the only one in her eyes and heart as Ye Qingcheng wished back then, and she was successfully cultivated into a social death by Ye Qingcheng, but in the final analysis, she was still Mu Qingyan. From then on, she was so cruel that even she was afraid of herself.

Without getting Ye Chengting's answer, Mu Qingyan stepped up the steps, but before she even went up to the second step, two figures on the opposite side came straight towards them.

That is……

Ye Cheng's eyelids suddenly twitched wildly when he heard that, the two figures were so familiar that he didn't dare to connect the two of them for a while.

"Master Ye... What are you here for? Don't you go back to school at night?"

Here, Ye Shengting and Mu Qingyan were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't think that before they went in, the people over there ran into the muzzle of their own guns, did they have nothing to fear at this point?

That's... Mo Ningrui and Ye Qingcheng? ? !

The boy's voice was soft and waxy. Ye Cheng listened to it for a while, and originally felt that Mo Ningrui's tone of voice was nothing but a little lack of breath, but now those tones fell into his ears, making him disgusted A little nauseous.

Mu Qingyan's original left hand was gently slung on her son's arm, and the other hand was holding a handbag. Looking at the weak boy in front of her with her husband in the same posture, Mu Qingyan Yan thought, at this point, she really hit the south wall and gave up.

She wanted to laugh very much now, with her soft face facing the dazzling lights of the hotel, at that moment, she felt like a clown trying to please the public.

And that person's eyes never fell on him from the beginning to the end.

Ye Sheng heard that he had predicted many kinds of scenes of catching rape. It may be that the bed in the hotel is unsightly, or it may be that the dining table is in a state of embarrassment. But he never thought of this kind of head-on collision now. His mother is holding his arm, and he His father was held by another boy's arm...

Ye Cheng ignored Mo Ningrui, he really didn't expect that the little artist he had always thought had nothing to do with him would have such a great way to climb into his father's bed, he just looked at that father coldly, observing His grim expression.

Four people, eight eyes, in front of this hotel, stared at each other indifferently.

Ye Chengting and Mu Qingyan looked at Ye Qingcheng indifferently or disgustingly, and they probably made Ye Qingcheng look ashamed, so that Mr. Ye, who was always a good father and husband at home, just looked at Ye Qingcheng coldly. Laughed coldly.

The old man didn't speak but just smiled, Ye Shengting finally set his eyes on the little man's face, after the 3-minute buffer, the little man seemed to finally understand what he was going through now, and he no longer had the momentum to speak just now , the whole person shrank behind Ye Qingcheng, trembling, as if they frightened him.