Chapter 50

If it had been a passer-by who asked this sentence, my shock would not have been so unexpected.

Why is it him?

Along with this question came a lack of confidence in my mind: how did he find out? Could it be that the mosquito said it was leaking?

After thinking about it, he felt that this guess was unlikely.

Mosquito doesn't know about my relationship with Mo Jia, even if he knows, a low-level employee who knows the rules and is self-aware will never be stupid enough to exaggerate the past of his girlfriend and boss regardless of the occasion or object. This is by no means alarmist, the workplace is like a battlefield, and only by walking on thin ice can we seek a stable life. Shaking your wit in front of all middle-level cadres, no matter how good or bad you shake, the result is self-destruction.

What's more, this kind of cleverness is not in line with the attitude that mosquitoes have always cared for and loved us.

I frowned, and when bad news came in one fell swoop, it often led to two directions: bad and worse. If it was a mosquito leak, it would have been bad, but if it hadn't, it would have been Mo Jia's insight into the truth with the eyes of a profiteer, and the result would have been worse without a doubt.

I can't afford either way.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tear your hypocritical face again?" After I threw out this cruel sentence, I sat back back pretending to be generous.

Mo Jia's face trembled slightly, being hit by an unfortunate past is the same as opening a scabbed old scar, it always hurts a little.

"Since you mentioned the past, then you should listen to me calmly. He looked at me fixedly, the coldness in his eyes warmed slightly, and the expression on his face was much more sincere than the previous second.

From ill-intentioned doubts to hypocrisy and grievance concerns, not everyone can be like Mo Jia, who can switch freely without disobedience in three seconds.

I must say that such a person, no matter how hypocritical and sincere he is, is like a mole on the face of a matchmaker, and he will only lose people's favor.

His shoulders fell down, his head was tilted in the opposite direction of where Mo Jia was sitting, his nose snorted coldly, and he didn't say much.

Mo Jia is a smart person, and he knows that when a woman is angry and ruthless, nothing is more difficult to coax than cruel words. I saw the corner of his mouth hooked slightly, and politely called the waiter of the boy and woman: "Please clean up the table, uh, send a pot of rose tea and a cup of coffee." ”

The waiter shook his head repeatedly, but the afterglow of his eyes lingered on my face very rudely.

Mo Jia saw it clearly, but he didn't see it, the two dark red lips were closed one by one, which was highly consistent with the shape of the toad's mouth that he wanted to use to kiss the swan lightly, which was evil.

"Green tea is cool and should not be drunk too much. Rose tea is mild and has a whitening effect, so drinking more is beneficial. This was clearly directed at me.

A man's dedication to a woman is no different from a woman peeking at a handsome guy, both of which have the rationality and necessity of its existence. But a married man is courteous to a married woman who does not regard her as a beast of the flood, just like a woman who wants to go out of the wall, she is destined to be unforgivable.

I picked up my half cup of cold tea, took a sip calmly, and sneered: "As the saying goes: once you are bitten by a snake for ten years, you are afraid of the well rope." Mo Jia, thanks to your inattentiveness back then, I developed the habit of sitting on pins and needles when I was alone with my married husband in private. If you're just trying to catch up with me, I'm probably going to disappoint you. ”

I said this sentence not only to beat the water dog, but also to remind the other party that I did not have the patience to continue to listen to his nonsense.

Mo Jia smiled astringently: "I think I'm a person who will take revenge and hold revenge, but compared to you, my little cautious eye is really nothing." With a lot of emotion and self-deprecation and not forgetting to hurt people, my eyes were full of indifference, his tone turned desolate, and then he heard the sadness: "Wu Xiaoqi, do you really not remember?"

I couldn't help but sigh and laugh.

A man's tricks will always only be used on women he can't catch up with or have lost. A woman with her eyebrows and ears at her fingertips is like a wisp of bangs floating down her forehead, and she doesn't remember to reach out and tease her eyes until she pierces her eyes.

It's sad.

"If you weren't the owner of the mosquito company, I would never allow you to waste a single minute of me. I insisted on my indifference: "Mo Jia, adults should have the spirit of adults." Wouldn't your conscience hurt to embarrass a mother who is desperately trying to make money to support her two children?"

"If I had a hard time, I wouldn't have given her a raise every year, and I wouldn't have kept her from knowing about our relationship. Mo Jia's vicissitudes of life showed a wry smile on his face, the rose tea delivered by the waiter early in the morning was still a little misty, but the coffee was already half cold, he picked it up and put it down, sad very really: "Wu Xiaoqi, I don't want you to be hurt again by what you have suffered in me." ”

After saying that, he hesitated slightly, but finally put a sip of coffee into his mouth, and when the cup fell, the voice sounded again.

"When I saw you in the hall yesterday, I almost thought I was looking at the wrong person. But the guy next to you, I recognize him at a glance. So I deliberately asked my brother-in-law to tell you about the superstition that newcomers are taboo and quarrel with husband and wife, just to confirm whether that woman is you?"

Ghost stories that can bluff the living often have a terrifying beginning, and Mo Jia's ghost stories are well told.

I took a sip of cold tea to suppress my shock.

"Xiaoqi, do you know what kind of person your husband Jiang Beisheng is? Do you know that your husband is still disconnected from other women after marrying you?"

This damn double row is fucking vicious than rhetorical questions.

I closed my eyes, is this the secret that Jiang Beisheng is unwilling to share with me?

The temper in my heart is like the face of a little doll, and it is not uncommon to tell any truth.

A woman's face can be lost, but it must not be lost in the hands of a bad ex.

Mo Jia is obviously not a man who doesn't understand women, but in my matter, he made a fatal mistake. He ignores a woman's determination to preserve her self-esteem in front of her ex.

I was already angry, he was still chattering, I gritted my teeth, and after a quick anger, I quickly calmed down and gave Mo Jia a cold look: "I don't know where you got the courage and confidence to let you slander my husband like this." But Mo Jia, don't you think you are not qualified to say this word? Otherwise, there would not be five things between you and me, and we would not be sitting here and saying such things at this moment. In addition, I don't want to speculate whether you have any feelings for me, but if you continue to slander my husband, I believe that there will be people who will persuade you to be kind. Finally, a word of advice: Your little wife is certainly a bit of a money worshipper, but she is at least pure, and a person with ill intentions like you can marry a pure woman, it is your convincing, cherish it. ”

After that, I left without looking back.

(To be continued)