Chapter Forty-Eight: Everything Is Your Conspiracy

Mo Wushuang couldn't think of when he gave him his mobile phone number, so he felt that it was a coincidence that he met him.

However, judging from Han Mingchao's posture and the content of the text message just now, he is clearly the owner of the mobile phone number.

Therefore, Mo Wushuang was in all the inexplicability, except for staring at her big eyes, he really couldn't think of a reason.

Han Mingchao looked at Mo Wushuang's expression and felt particularly funny, so he sneered and laughed.

"Why are you laughing at me?"

Mo Wushuang, who couldn't think of a reason, was depressed, and was sneered at by Han Mingchao's laughter, which suddenly caused the fire to run even higher.

Han Mingchao smiled even deeper in the face of her loud questioning.

"Are you wondering how I know your phone number? Why am I so powerful? When did you give me your phone number?"

"He's really a roundworm in my stomach, and he knows what I think. ”

Mo Wushuang muttered in her heart, but she was still a dead duck with a hard mouth, and she didn't admit that she had been guessed by Han Mingchao.

"Who's to say I'm thinking about this? I'm thinking about how to get you nasty man out of my sight. ”

After Mo Wushuang finished speaking, he looked at Han Mingchao with a provocative look.

"Haha, don't you hate me like this, right? Miss Mo's ability to lie is really great. You don't have any curiosity at all? I guess you're digging into your mind and your head hurts, right?"

Mo Wushuang hates people seeing her through the most, as if she has become a confession with no privacy.

"Who said I think how do you have my mobile phone number? You can have it, I still have things, it's a waste of time to be too lazy to entangle with you, a pervert. ”

After Mo Wushuang finished speaking, he picked up his bag and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Why are you leaving? Miss Mo, I still remember clearly, you knocked a Hummer into a dent a few days ago, and it seems that you haven't paid for the repairs yet!"

Seeing that she wanted to turn around and leave, Han Mingchao deliberately changed the topic, and this topic was even more curious.

"What? He even knew about my crash? No one knew about it except me and the car owner, how could he know?

Mo Wushuang had to return to her seat, this time staring at Han Mingchao with her big eyes full of anger and surprise.

"You're following me, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"How can I track you, is it necessary for me to track you?"

"Then how do you know about my crash? This matter is only known to me, the owner of the car who was hit, and my driver helped me repair the car afterwards, if you don't follow me, will you know about my crash?"

Mo Wushuang stood up from his position, stepped forward with a snap, and grabbed Han Mingchao's shirt with one hand.

Han Mingchao looked at this posture, and shouted loudly in his heart, looking at the posture in this café, this Nizi may be rude, that is not to make a joke.

So, he wanted to calm her down first, or the joke would be all over the city again. After all, there are two groups involved behind the identities of two people.

When things got bigger, I wasn't afraid of anything, but I was afraid that my father would keep chattering.

"Don't you think your action is indecent, you are dressed like this?

As soon as Han Ming said this, Mo Wushuang looked around, and really found that everyone was staring at them.

So, she immediately let go of her hand, and she was afraid that the matter would reach her father's ears again, after all, she had sneaked out.

"Let me ask you again, how do you know my phone number? How do you know about my crash?"

Mo Wushuang lowered his voice and asked Han Mingchao hatefully.

"If you think about it, aren't these two things connected?

As soon as Han Ming said this, Mo Wushuang really looked at him more and more familiarly. The man in front of him is nothing more than wearing a formal suit today, nothing more than not wearing sunglasses today.

It turned out that he was the owner of the car that was hit by her that day, no wonder he felt so familiar that day. Mo Wushuang exclaimed in his heart.

"It turns out that you are the unlucky car owner, I thought people didn't want me to claim compensation, it turned out to be a different way to trick me? No wonder, I thought strange that day, how could you suddenly brake 6 seconds early, it turned out that you did it on purpose. ”

The more he talked, the more excited he became, Mo Wushuang stood up from his seat again, and he had another posture of wanting to fight.

Han Mingchao looked at her like that, and felt both funny and terrifying.

"This Nizi really has a temper, it's really not a joke, it's better to mess with her less. ”

Han Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of cunning reappeared in the corner of his eyes.

"It's better to collect the troops quickly, Han Mingchao is reminding himself that this girl will remember him again when he can save it. ”

"I don't want your car repair fee to be compensated, can't I? I send you a text message to say hello, am I malicious?"

Han Mingchao stared at Mo Wushuang with those seductive bright eyes, and there was also a smile on his face.

"I still want you to compensate, the more I think about it that day, the more I think it was your conspiracy, no wonder I think that driver is very strange, overtaking for a while, not overtaking for a while. After a while, I stepped on the brakes in advance, and I had to go to my mobile phone number, are you deliberately trying to murder me?"

"What am I deliberately murdering you for? Are you really making trouble unreasonably, obviously you bumped into someone else, and you beat a rake, are you Mo Wushuang so capable?"

He was provoking her, and on purpose.

originally wanted to pat her on the back with a pleasant face, but she didn't eat it, and the more she talked, the more outrageous it became, saying that he murdered her.

"What? You deliberately let me crash the car that day, which made me scared for many days, and you kept texting me and saying that I was vexatious?"

At this time, Mo Wushuang didn't care if he was in a public place or not.

The person suddenly rushed to the front of Han Mingchao and grabbed him by the collar.

An inevitable battle is about to start again, and the quiet café suddenly comes alive, and all eyes are on the two of them.