Mu Jiao frowned, stared at He Yankai with cold eyes like the moon, and lowered his voice to scold: "Are you as crazy as her!

But He Yankai is indeed crazy, and he really won't let go.

He had already warned Mu Jiao so seriously, why Mu Jiao just refused to obey, and wanted to provoke Wen Qianqian!

He Yankai dragged her in front of him, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and swept at her sharply: "What anger do you have to spread on me, why do you always find trouble with Qianqian, you don't know what she has become like by you!"

What did she look like when she Mu Jiao was harmed?

Mu Jiao smiled coldly, laughing so sarcastically and resolutely, and said without fear: "Did you lose your first child after I killed you?

Her words were higher than the others, and her tone became heavier and heavier, thick but sarcastic, making He Yankai's expression slammed, pinching her cheeks, and her fair face began to flush because of his hard pinching.

Mu Jiao endured the pain and looked directly into his eyes, no matter what happened, she Mu Jiao would not be convinced, yes, she just didn't do anything wrong, why, why should she be a foil for their story, why should she admit to being a sinner!

Three years have passed, Mu Jiao still refuses to admit it, and he is still the one with the clearest mind.

But in the past three years, He Yankai and Wen Qianqian insisted that it was Mu Jiao, and she was speechless without any strong evidence.

He Yankai has known Mu Jiao for so long, but he is still not used to her being so cold, and angry flames erupted and burned on Mu Jiao's body.

"Mu Jiao, do you still want to leave me, if you do, why do you always do this kind of thing that makes me angry!

"Of course I want to leave you. Mu Jiao sneered and looked at him with disdain: "However, I haven't taken you seriously at all!"

"Mu Jiao!" He Yankai shouted coldly, but Mu Jiao's eyes were red, and he said clearly word by word: "In my eyes, you are garbage!"

In my eyes, it's garbage!

No one has ever dared to say such a thing in front of He Yankai, saying that He Yankai is garbage, how much courage and courage it takes.

No one dares to do this, it doesn't mean that Mu Jiao can't.

"Say it to me again!" He had a touch of gloom under his eyes, and his thin lips were pursed, while Mu Jiao broke free from his restraints, rubbed his cheeks, hooked the corners of his lower lips and said in a cold voice: "I said you are garbage!

She tilted her head slightly, and said so coldly and calmly, but He Yankai was out of anger, her big hand was raised, and she was about to fight, Mu Jiao shrank her pupils when she saw this, and got closer to He Yankai: "Fight, let you fight, it's more enjoyable to die!"

She didn't think this was a radical method, for her, this was it, this was what she really thought at this moment, so direct and decisive, with red eyes, and a sense of perseverance in her eyes.

It's just that the flashing pain was still captured by He Yankai, but the scarlet wound on her arm was seen by him, and the next second, he dropped his hand, pointed to the door and shouted coldly: "Get out of here!"

Mu Jiao sighed deeply, glanced at Wen Qianqian, who was sleeping on the bed, threw the results of the diagnosis and treatment on He Yankai's body, and turned to leave.

He Yankai looked at her and endured the pain, so he placed the wound like that, and his expression darkened.

"Akai......" Wen Qianqian called him in a weak voice, and He Yankai came back to his senses and turned around and walked to the bedside.

On the other side, Mu Jiao had already walked out for a while, but she was stopped halfway, and it was none other than He Zihuai who stopped her.

Mu Jiao was surprised when he saw him, but soon his face returned to his usual indifferent expression, and he shook off his hand: "Mr. He still likes to stop people. ”

"You've got an arm injury, I'll take you to bandage it. He Zihuai has no doubt about him, and if her wounds are not treated, it is very likely that she will be infected.

gestured, he reached out to grab Mu Jiao's hand, but Mu Jiao wouldn't ask him to grab it at all, let go of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I'll handle it myself, thank you for your concern." ”

He Zihuai's cold face flashed impatience, and he stepped forward and grabbed Mu Jiao: "He Yankai can torture you like that, but I can't take you to bandage it!"

Mu Jiao sighed imperceptibly, only feeling that she was tired all over, not that she was willing to be tortured, nor that she was unwilling to bandage her wounds with He Zihuai.

Really, I want to stay away from these rights and wrongs too much, and I want to leave quickly.

He Zihuai didn't know what she was thinking, but he happened to be in He Yankai's office, and happened to hear about it, so he immediately followed He Yankai and saw her embarrassed look.

His arm was bleeding and he didn't know how to bandage it, but he was still arguing with He Yankai in the house.

Shrinking his eyes, he dragged Mu Jiao to the emergency room without saying a word, and Mu Jiao had no choice but to let him drag him.

When he arrived at the emergency room, he also coldly ordered the doctor to bandage her wounds, and he stood on the side.

Mu Jiao endured the pain, the wound was not deep, but she still had a few stitches, to be honest, it hurt very much, she was just a woman, with fine skin and tender flesh, and there were red marks when she hit it, not to mention stitches.

He Zihuai saw that there were still shallow marks on her face, her arm was injured like this, her cold eyes were dark, and when the doctor finished bandaging and left, he said with a little sarcasm: "I didn't expect that you have come over like this for the past three years, I thought you had enjoyed some kind of blessing by marrying He Yankai." ”