Chapter Seventy-Eight: Denial
Mu Lingling looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, but when she met her gaze, she turned her head away with a weak heart.
Did he find out? She pursed her lips, and when she turned her head again, she already had a smile on her face, and said to Qi Zeye flatteringly: "Qi Zeye, how can I not be? You were drunk that day, but I remember everything between you and me!"
Qi Zeye didn't say anything, he looked at her with an inquiring gaze, and took in her subtle changes. If it was questioning and verifying before, then now he is very sure that she is not the woman that night.
"If you don't believe me, you have to believe this! Mu Lingling was stared at a little hairy, took out the check in her bag, and said weakly.
When Qi Zeye saw the check, his cold eyes deepened a little, he snatched the check from her hand, opened his mouth coldly, and said again: "You go, you are not the woman of that night." ”
It's not a question sentence, but definitely going, he is already sure that she is not the woman of that night, Mu Lingling suddenly panicked in her heart, and hurriedly defended: "Qi Zeye, you have to believe me, I am really the woman of that night!"
He turned his head, unwilling to listen to her dying arguments, and said to the bodyguard next to him, "Throw her out." ”
Two burly men slowly walked into Mu Lingling, her face was full of horror, and her hands were waving in front of her, but her two fists were hard to beat her four hands, not to mention that she was a weak woman.
Seeing that the two men were holding one of her arms and dragging them towards the door, she struggled separately and let out a hysterical roar: "I won't go! Let go of me! Qi Zeye! I really didn't lie, the check was really given to me by you!"
When Zihan went downstairs, she happened to see this scene, she looked at Qi Zeye, and then at the embarrassed Mu Lingling, and suddenly knew everything in her heart, and couldn't help but be happy.
She quickly ran forward and said to the bodyguard next to her, "Wait a minute, you let her go first, I have something to say to her." ”
The two bodyguards looked at each other, glanced at Qi Zeye, and found that he didn't have any displeased expression, so they put Mu Lingling down.
Mu Lingling looked at Zihan with some surprise, and said with a smile: "Zihan, I didn't expect you to be the best ...... to your aunt."
"You're too self-indulgent, aren't you!" Zihan interrupted her, with an innocent smile on her immature face, and said slowly: "But I do have something to say to you, you tried your best to get close to my father at the beginning, I'm afraid you are also very unwilling now! ”
This little kid didn't come to speak for her at all, she just came to fall into the well!
When Mu Lingling heard this, her face changed and changed, from surprise at the beginning, to anger and panic, but because Qi Zeye was still here, she could only hold back her anger in her heart, her eyes were full of hatred, and she stared straight at her.
Zihan glared back fearlessly, gloating: "You liar still want to be my mother?
After speaking, she stuck out her tongue at Mu Lingling and said to the two bodyguards: "Uncles, you can continue, please throw her away!"
"Qi Zeye, you can't do this to me!"
Looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, the voice of pleading gradually disappeared in his ears, a smug smile rose at the corner of Zihan's mouth, and he walked towards Qi Zeye in a bouncing manner, he touched her head, the thumb of his right hand kept figuring out the check in his hand, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Who the hell was the woman that night.
The bodyguards obeyed Qi Zeye's words, and threw Mu Lingling out without pity, Mu Lingling was unstable due to inertia, and fell to the ground, she looked at the closed villa door in front of her, her brows furrowed tightly.
She patted the dirt off her body, stood up, walked to the door, and knocked hard.
"Qi Zeye, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think!" she shouted unwillingly, and no one answered for a long time.
Just when she was about to give up, the housekeeper opened a small window and said slowly: "Miss Mu Lingling, we said that Mr. Qi didn't want to see you, I advise you to go back early, don't waste your efforts." ”
"Butler, you just let me in......"
Before Mu Lingling could finish speaking, the housekeeper closed the small window.
Mu Lingling was completely filled with anger, she looked at the splendid villa in front of her, and secretly bit a mouthful of silver teeth, at this time she was already embarrassed, and there was no previous spring breeze.
Qi Zeye must still be thinking about these broken shoes in his heart! It's all because An Yiran, if it weren't for her, Qi Zeye wouldn't ignore him, let alone drive her out, if it wasn't for An Yiran, he wouldn't guess the real owner of the check.
Mu Lingling suddenly remembered something, took out her mobile phone, clicked on a few pages, took a screenshot, and after sending it, her eyes were already occupied by hatred, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sinister smile that was bound to win.
"An Yiran, what I can't get, you can't think of it!"
At the same time, An Yiran, who was watching TV, heard the sound of the mobile phone ringing, and she hurriedly picked up the mobile phone curiously, but when she saw the sender, her brows furrowed. But when she saw the content, An Yiran's brows furrowed even deeper.
I saw that on the mobile phone, two familiar avatars were talking ambiguous words to each other, and people who didn't follow sent more pictures, An Yiran swiped through the pictures, and there were several ambiguous conversations between Qi Zeye and Mu Lingling, "dear", "mua" and other words kept stinging An Yiran's eyes, and the words were intimate between the lines, like a couple in love.
An Yiran was a little annoyed for a moment, and blacked Mu Lingling and locked the screen of her phone.
She rubbed her hair and let out a hysterical roar, and after venting, she picked up her phone and walked straight out the door.
Looking at the neon sign in front of her, she couldn't help but hook a bitter arc at the corner of her mouth, and said to herself: "It's ridiculous, when I was sad in the past, she came to drink with me, but now she betrayed me, but I am alone." ”
An Yiran shook her head, no longer hesitated, and walked in resolutely.
Looking at the red men and green women and the bright lights in front of her, she walked quickly to the bar, sat down, lowered her eyes and said: "Have a glass of wine, any wine is fine, the stronger the better." ”
The bartender on the side turned around when he heard this, and when he saw An Yi, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he also obediently handed her the strongest wine.
An Yiran took the wine, but she didn't find anything unusual, she just wanted to quickly indulge in alcohol, let the alcohol numb her nerves, temporarily forget the pain of the moment, and forget the harm caused by those pictures.
But as she watched one cup after another, the drunkenness slowly surged into her brain, and she felt even more painful.