"You're so polite. What is my little trick compared to your own assertions?"

"It's not right for me to agree without consulting you. I apologize to you. ”

Once a man lowers his posture and starts pretending to be pitiful in front of you and begging for forgiveness, there are only two possibilities, either he has stolen something out there or he is thinking about doing something other than stealing.

According to my current relationship with Jiang Beisheng, there is obviously no first concern. So the question is, what else can be done between contract couples like us that is worth characterizing each other as bad?

I frowned and didn't speak.

"This Mo Jia, if I'm not mistaken, it should be your ex, right?" Jiang Beisheng saw that my face was solemn and silent, and said as if he was explaining to me: "Judging from your attitude towards each other just now, you not only broke off this ex cleanly, but also disliked it. But he, in front of his second wife and uncle-in-law, didn't hide his meaning for you at all, no, to be more precise, he deliberately didn't hide it. The more Jiang Beisheng spoke, the more fierce his eyes became: "A person who is called the boss does such things that are completely inconsistent with his identity, is it naïve or revenge? ”

Whoever says it's not strange, I'm certainly weird too.

But Jiang Beisheng, you can actually see that Mo Jia deliberately did not hide, then you must be able to guess that his deliberate non-hiding was just to make me feel strange and arouse my curiosity to go to his second-hand dinner.

I tried my best to eat that meal, doesn't it mean that the meal is neither used to congratulate the second wedding nor used to reminisce about the old days, this is a typical Hongmen banquet, it is a trap.

You saw through other people's traps, not only did you not want to refuse, but you desperately pushed me into the trap, is this what other bad things you want to do?

It is said that women are born fantasists.

At that moment, I had a bolder assumption.

If Jiang Beisheng was really not recommended by my three friends, then where did he come from? and who knew about my situation?

Could it be Mojia?

My heart fluttered, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that this guess might not be a guess. Because only if this speculation is true, everything can be explained. In particular, Jiang Beisheng chose the location of the conversation in the hotel, and it was still the intention of this hotel.

The mosquito is right, a woman's revenge is straightforward, and the result is often to hurt the enemy by 1,000 and damage 800 to yourself;

When it comes to ruthlessness, women are still inferior to men.

"What are you doing all this for?"

Looking at Jiang Beisheng again, there was a hint of hostility in my eyes.

Jiang Beisheng was startled by my hostility, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon, he calmed down, and when his calm gaze collided with my hostile eyes again, I seemed to hear a sizzling sound. This sizzle resembles the sizzle of beef being grilled on an iron plate.

"Why do you ask that?" Jiang Beisheng must have heard this snort, and said in an extraordinarily cold tone: "Even if I don't get used to seeing you again, you are now my legal wife, and I have no reason to get myself a green hat to wear." Wu Xiaoqi, you ...... brain"

Although he only said half of this last sentence, I am also clear about the remaining other half, without asking him to say it.

I raised my arm and angrily shook his hand that had suddenly landed on my head, and flew away again.

"Then you explain. "My eyelids were slightly raised, and I looked tired.

"You and I trust each other to be called an explanation. But I see that you lack the least trust in me now, so even if I explain it reasonably, you will not be relieved of your doubts. Wu Xiaoqi, I don't want to continue to discuss this matter with you. As for whether or not to go tonight, you have to decide. ”

Once a smart person wants to pretend to be confused, he is like a person who pretends to be asleep, and he can't wake up even if you break your throat.

"Let's go, let's go to the front desk and get the keys. ”

Jiang Beisheng's intelligence is half due to his sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and the other half is due to his thick skin.

After ruthlessly piercing my mind, he continued to maintain the momentum of a rake, with a gloomy face, and walked quickly.

I was hanging in place by him, looking at him walking like a fly, as if there were a hundred cats scratching their paws in my heart.

It's clear that he did something wrong, but he still gets angry with me.

The man is really cunning and bad.

You can't be soft-hearted, you can't be soft-hearted......

I followed with a babbling out of my mouth.

"Hello, I'm a guest of 809, I'm here to get the keys. ”

Uh, wouldn't it? I'm dumbfounded, when did he book the room?

"Excuse me, sir, please provide me with your documents, I need to verify your information. ”

The waitress at the front desk smiled very cutely.

Jiang Beisheng's face was still black.

I'm still stupid.

"This is my ID card. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

"You are Mr. Jiang, a guest of 809. Your room was booked online yesterday morning for three nights. Mr. Jiang, is there any error in the information?"

"Nope. ”

"Okay, that's it. This is your room key and breakfast voucher, please keep it. ”

Jiang Beisheng took it and walked towards the elevator without looking back.

I quickly came back to my senses and followed again.

The room was booked early in the morning, does this prove that he and Mo Jia are really just a coincidence?

No, it's not right, even if it's set early in the morning, but this is early, and it's not as early as Mo Jia.

Thinking about it like this, I feel much more comfortable.

Human guilt is the same as swinging. Only if you send each other to heaven at once, can each other feel at ease, but if others push you, but you can't push others, then you will feel guilty.

For example, at this moment, since I firmly believe that Jiang Beisheng wants to do bad things, it is because he chose this hotel with ulterior motives. Then I can't let this ulterior motive turn into my own heart.

I nestled in the recliner of 809, waiting for Mo Jia's inside line, and explained to Mosquito that I was not going to her house to borrow it.

The mosquito only asked: Jiang Beisheng is not in the room?

I replied comfortably: He went to your house to pick up the luggage, and bought some daily necessities by the way.

Is this really possible? Hotel, are you staying in a hotel?

Look, the woman's reaction to the lonely man and widow going to the hotel is absolutely not calm.

I deliberately teased the mosquito with a wicked smile: Didn't you say that your eyes wouldn't deceive me?

Mosquitoes are really angry: two different things. It's the same as saying that a good man is not necessarily a good husband. How long have you known each other? At least for a while.

I held my phone and laughed, and when I finished laughing, I was about to reply: Teasing you. As soon as this "teasing" was called, the phone in the room rang.

(To be continued)