Mo Xian's lips became a straight line, with a cold breath, and his voice was very deep:

"Qin Yu, you must have a degree of temper."

He lowered his voice and stared at her darkly:

"Some things you know have happened and can't be retrieved. Why bother about what has happened?

I have done everything I can for you. Why can't you understand me? "

Qin Yu sneered. The smile was extremely ironic:

"Have you done everything you can? It's like I forced you to divorce?

Mo Xian, tell me, am I not considerate enough?

When others called me a junior, I didn't say a word.

When your mother and your ex-wife came to call me a fox spirit, I didn't retaliate. Am I not considerate enough? "

Don't look gloomy and cold between your eyes, frown slightly, just about to open your mouth.

Qin Yu smiled, his voice mixed with some coldness.

"Even if you are considerate, you still have to be considerate of your sister-in-law. How can your family have such a big face?

Do you really think I'm a poor wretch who has been blinded by love?

All my life, I can only be humble in your house and can't lift my head? "

Mo Xian stared at her coldly, with no expression on his face. The cold, sharp chill cut through the cold air like a blade.

"So, you regret it? You said you didn't want to be recognized..."

"Mo Xian, you think I don't want you to get a place. If I marry you, my name will always rank behind another woman. I, Qin Yu, don't have the consciousness to be the second child of ten thousand years."

Mo Xian's delicate facial features were all imbued with coldness, and even his eyebrows were stained with full malice.

He pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled darkly:

"So you think so."

"What do you think? I don't want you to give me the title. Similarly, I won't give you the title. What I said is based on mutual equality.

You mistakenly thought I wanted to be tolerant of all your past. Sorry, I'm not that kind of person. "

Qin Yu smiled with a cool smile.

Mo Xian clenched his teeth and obviously suppressed his emotions:

"So you refused to meet these days. It seems that you have made it clear?"

"I figured it out that night. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken everything away. Yours is yours and mine is mine. There is no intersection.

I thought you understood, Mo Xian. If you like it, you can stay together. If you don't like it, you can separate. Any one of us has the right to stop this relationship. "

After all, when they made up again, people all over the world were not optimistic, even they themselves.

It was this period of mutual tolerance that made them feel they could spend the rest of their lives together.

However, once the veil is untied, what is in front of us is a gap that will never be crossed.

Mo Xian's eyes fell on her and on the car behind her. Looking at Shen Liang's meaningful eyes, he could not calm down.

He also forgot his gentleness and supplication when he came. He came to beg for peace, but when he saw her get off Shen Liang's car, his eyes were full of anger and cold.

He sneered and looked at Qin Yu with a look of disappointment:

"Have you found your next home?"

Qin Yu was stunned and his eyes turned red.

Breathing, some instability.

Even if he quarreled with her now, she would not be so angry.

But this sentence is really heartbreaking.

She stood there, trembling with anger, clenching her lower lip so that her tears would not flow down.

I want to scold, but I'm afraid I'll collapse as soon as I make a noise.

Is this the person she used to love?

Is she blind?

Mo Xian looked at her like this, shook his head, glanced at the people in the car and sneered:

"Then I wish you a good chance. I hope he won't dislike your reputation..."

The same pleasure as revenge swept through his body, and Mo Xian felt incomparably happy.

It seems that if you hurt her, you can enjoy yourself.

The moment he turned around, Qin Yu's tears fell down.

Trembling all over.

Just the next second, a strong wind blew in his ear. Shen Liang rolled up his sleeve, put one hand on Mo Xian's shoulder, and waved the other hand with a fist

Mo Xian got a punch on his face and staggered for a few steps. His eyes were cold and he was angry. He threw down his coat and went to Shen Liang