Mom, this man’s figure is really tempting Mu Qianling felt sour in her heart and regretted not giving this man to her back then.
She swallowed her saliva and looked at the man who was breathing evenly but holding on to her left hand, and squinted her eyes, "No matter if you are really drunk or pretending to be drunk, I will help you untie your clothes.
I just belong to a passerby."
Just kind help” As he spoke, he pulled open his shirt and wrenched the wine stains off it.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted the scar above his heart, which was brown and about six centimeters long.
Her heart sank suddenly, she touched the wound with trembling hands, and gasped.
That night seven years ago, the masked man who climbed into her bed had the same wound.
She wanted to deepen the scar with a knife, but it failed.
When the masked man was leaving, she lay on the bed and vaguely heard someone calling him "Master Lu" This "Master Lu" made her little Luo Kang's biological father an unsolvable mystery.
She tilted her head, staring at the wound in trance.
When they got married, Li Zheyan rarely appeared in front of her.
Every time he appeared, it was because he wanted to warn her not to hurt An Jing and not to wish for a beautiful marriage.
This wound is such a nonsense coincidence.
Such an idea popped up in his mind for no reason, making Mu Qianling shiver all over.
He shook his head in confusion and muttered to himself, "No, no, absolutely not."
The phone ringing on the coffee table and the word "Jing'er" dancing on the screen made her wake up instantly.
Your ex-husband is getting married, so wake up now She watched the phone vibrating with cold eyes, and finally picked up Li Zheyan's phone and opened the screen.
"Don't worry about who I am.
Your fiancé is drunk.
His clothes are wet at Time Bar.
Come and pick him up quickly."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, before two words came out tremblingly, "Qian Ling" Mu Qianling didn't reply, hung up the phone neatly, looked at his imprisoned wrist, expressionless.
An Jing arrived faster than she expected.
In less than twenty minutes, An Jing's scolding sounded outside the door, "Wu Shang, don't you want to do this?
You need to figure out who you need to serve in the future."
Mrs" She couldn't hear clearly what Wu Shang said outside the door, but the door finally opened.
An Jing walked in angrily holding a shirt, his voice was trembling, "Ayan, why did you drink again?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to push Mu Qianling, but Li Zheyan held Mu Qianling's hand tightly and couldn't push it away.
"Mu Qianling, thank you for taking care of him."
An Jing's face turned pale, but he still maintained a decent smile, but his hands clearly rejected Mu Qianling.
Mu Qianling stood up and reached out to pry Li Zheyan's slender fingers.
"Honey, don't leave," Li Zheyan shouted inarticulately, his eyes cloudy and deep.
An Jing turned to look at Li Zheyan with a smile, and said in a gentle voice, "Ayan, I'm here."
As he spoke, he put the shirt on Li Zheyan.
One is unwilling to let go.
A struggle to leave.
One pressed against the other tightly.
The three men were in a mess.
Mu Qianling twitched his hand irritably, and slapped Li Zheyan's face happily with a "snap" sound.
The crisp sound resounded throughout the private room, and the entire space solidified instantly.
This slap was a little late, a full seven years late, but it finally came back An Jing was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses, "Who do you think you are?
How qualified are you to hit him?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand angrily and slapped Mu Qianling in the face with a "pop" sound.
Mu Qianling's fair face instantly showed a red palm print.
There was a hint of ridicule in the corner of An Jing's mouth, "This is a slap on behalf of A Yan, and the other slap is to punish you for being unfaithful as a wife, and cuckolding A Yan."
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After saying that, he raised his hand to strike again, but was caught by a strong hand
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