"That's interesting. According to Tang Jiahui's previous temperament, on the night when the old man took Yuan Li away, he rushed to apologize and reconcile, how could he come up with the means of pretending to be sick and hiding needles in the cotton? Besides, Tang Jiahui dared to blatantly come here, probably not knowing the consequences, right?"

Hai Mingjue bent forward and leaned closer to Tang Su, his dark eyes fluttering with a smile, "I'm more curious, why did you instigate Tang Jiahui to provoke the Yuan family behind his back? ”

The sturdy figure cast a shadow on Tang Su's face, and at the approaching distance, she could clearly feel Hai Mingjue whistling between the ends of her hair and flowing hot, reaching her skin.

She stepped back and opened the ambiguous distance, but her eyes collided with the inquiring eyes, and her heart was like a drum. Shallow lips, biting white.

Her mother forced her to stay in the Tang family for several months, and how many times Yuan Li framed her, I can't count. Tang Jiahui just favored the mother and daughter to be angry with her, regardless of whether he turned a blind eye.

Endlessly enduring humiliation means that before her mother had undergone surgery, she was killed by Yuan Li first.

I don't plan to have some fun for Yuan Li, and when Yuan Li is free, I'll have to find trouble with her. After all, this file is disgraceful, how can she be embarrassed to take it out and say it? Putting aside her dodgy little eyes, "Oh, you rely on me again if there is no evidence." ”

"Am I wronging you again?"

"Of course. ”

This sounds like an excuse, since she doesn't want to say it, Hai Mingjue doesn't ask. Striding forward, a thick hand pressed on her shoulder, "You're short of money?"

Tang Su didn't understand why he said that, and the force at her shoulder suppressed her and she couldn't retreat. She held her head up and whispered a 'huh?'.

The murmuring tone, blended in her immature voice, was soft and glutinous, like a little girl's coquettish tone. Hearing this, Hai Mingjue's eyes darkened.

Hai Mingjue remembered the picture of her changing into a suit and coming out of the bathroom that day, and remembered that she was crying in Hai's house regardless of her image...... His throat was hot for a moment, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Is this strange feeling again? He retracted his hand and stared at those clear eyes, his calm mood fluctuated! Was he ignoring Heilan lately and paying extra attention to her?

He glanced at her with disgust, and the more he looked at her, the more he thought she was yin and yang, and she was free from the little things in the book. "I heard you sold the sports car I gave you?"

The questioning tone didn't seem to be very happy, and Tang Su immediately denied it, "No." ”

It's still this kind of soft whispering! There is no manly soft bone appearance, Hai Mingjue is inexplicably bored. I don't know if it's too attractive to annoy Tang Su, or if it's annoying that his car is sold. "Why is the car I gave you in the trading house?"

"Huh?" Tang Su pretended to be stunned, and his lively mind was quickly brewing a suitable reason.

Hai Mingjue asked bluntly: "Someone asked Jiang Feng if I have sold a limited edition sports car recently......

Tang Su scolded the boss of the trading house in her heart, she didn't have any professional ethics at all, and the news of her selling cars spread to Hai Mingjue so quickly. He smiled awkwardly, "I'm curious to take the car to the trading house to appraise the price." ”

Poor explanation, Hai Mingjue didn't believe it: "Why is the car still there after the identification?"

"I ......" Tang Su pretended to cry, "Is it what I want to keep, is it deposited! The sports car will definitely be remembered every day when the Tang family is put in the sports car, I am afraid that I will have to guard the car all the time and will not be able to sleep peacefully!"