It was also the first time that Mo Xian wanted to have a aboveboard relationship with Qin Yu.

But she was angry.

She left.

Mo Xian knew he was wrong. No matter what she did, he gave in step by step and never gave up.

She loves him, and he knows it.

If the shackles of morality imprison this love, throw away the shackles.

He divorced and went after her.

With little effort and time, she agreed.

He thought that in this life, the two of them were destined to be together.

But when I saw her talking and laughing with other men, I suddenly felt that she was like a gust of wind and was leaving.

Qin Yu looked at him quietly. There was no disturbance in his eyes, nor was he there.

Mo Xian felt as if his heart was empty.

"Are you still blaming me? I know you're blaming me for letting the land out. Did the woman take the initiative to find you?"

He didn't even know what he was talking about.

He knew that his ex-wife's family was declining day by day. Without his help, no one could stand up.

He deliberately and helplessly watched, trying to swallow the opportunity, but he didn't wait for the opportunity.

They said that it was Qin Yu who transferred the land to her at a low price.

At first, Qin Yu was confused. Didn't Qin Yu hate his ex-wife very much?

For a moment, he suddenly understood that Qin Yu was willing to lend a helping hand because he had let go of him and his ex-wife.

The idea frightened and frustrated him.

Qin Yu frowned at him:

"Mo Xian, don't move yourself any more. You also know that our feelings are not so profound. Apart from the attraction to each other at the beginning, what is left now?

Go on, the best result is that I will become your second ex-wife. "

Mo Xian's eyebrows and heart are tight, and his expression is obviously subtle and unwilling:

"No way, you know how much I love you..."

"But I don't love you anymore..."

Qin Yu looked at him and spoke frankly.

"That's why I dare to be so aboveboard when I face your ex-wife. I think it's a pity that she met you."

With that, she didn't want to stay in this silent and repressed box any more. She was about to go out with her bag.

But the wrist was held tight.

Mo Xian's menacing gloom suddenly gave birth to a chill.

"Let go, what are you doing?"

Qin Yu's voice stimulated him.

Mo Xian certainly wouldn't listen to her. He dragged her to his side.

"Qin Yu, of course you won't be the second one. Do you take me for a joke if you say so and just leave?"

"I care about you -"

Qin Yu struggled with disgust, but Mo Xian didn't intend to let him go.

During the standoff, a powerful kick hit Mo Xian's back like a strong wind and hit the table behind her.

Suddenly, it was in a mess.

Qin Yu was shocked and stiff for a moment. He looked at Shen Liang standing at the door. His eyes were cold, his momentum was strong, and his movements were sharp.

His face was like iron. He walked over and pulled Qin Yu behind him.

Looking at that Mo Xian, he straightened up and stared like a torch:

"It's rude to tamper with a woman."

It sounds like a lesson, but his tone clearly reveals the chill of Sen Leng.

Mo Xian had already seen him dislike him: "this is a matter for me and her. You don't have to take care of it!"

Shen Liang said "Oh" and stood there without changing his face:

"I'll take care of it."

The atmosphere in the box sank for a moment.