"I'll buy you cigarettes. Mo Ran stood up and ran towards the convenience store.

Lao Liang looked at her back, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

Of course, Mo Ran didn't buy him cigarettes, but after getting out of his sight, he called a car and went home.

Xu Haichang sat on the sofa and drank, and the living room was full of alcohol.

Mo Ran walked in, pinched his nose and leaned against the door, thinking about whether to continue to go in or turn around and go out.

Xu Haichang saw her, raised the wine glass in his hand at her, and said: "Mo Ran, let's have a drink together?" People say that wine is intimidating, why do I feel more scared the more I drink? I can't play Liang Jingtian, you say that I have twisted which nerve I have, I have to get along with him, I am a big fool!"

"Don't play if you can't play, children who play with fire will always be KO by adults, Xu Haichang, don't be too greedy, let's get married and divorced kindly." Mo Ran said to him coldly.

"Mo Ran, I'll just ask you, you must tell me the truth, why did you marry me? Is it because Liang Jingtian is tired of playing with you and wants to find a little fresh meat for a change of taste or what? I thought he was tired of playing with you, annoyed, I don't want you anymore, and I want to find someone to take over. It won't have anything to do with you anymore.

I'm poor and short-minded, I have nothing to sell except for myself, I want to be a star, but there is no way, so I spend all my time chasing you, you are so capable, as long as we get married, I can have no worries about food and clothing. My family can be lifted out of poverty from now on. Xu Haichang held the wine bottle and poured it violently, waving his hand with his tongue wide open.

Mo Ran looked at the sky with his eyes and smiled bitterly: "It's been a long time, you treat me as a poverty alleviation office, congratulations, Xu Haichang, you have successfully achieved your goal." ”

"Mo Ran, as long as people have money, they want to have more money, Liang Jingtian was born with money, but he hasn't been busy making money all his life? Will he stop and become a monk because he has money? He won't!

I'm the same, my little money is compared to Liang Jingtian and the like, can it be called rich? Can't! So, why should I stop, I have a chance to get money easily, why don't I try?" Xu Haichang's eyes glowed with blood-red light and roared.

Mo Ran's heart sank, and he asked him with a calm expression: "What do you want to say? Call me here at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, won't you just let me listen to you and complain?"

"How much wine can I drink, you know in your heart, what is this, how can you get drunk, I called you here, just to let you witness this great moment, and by the way, also help me be a witness, if I die one day, it must be Liang Jingtian who killed me, for the sake of our husband and wife, help me say a word when I go to court." ”

Xu Haichang said as he opened the notebook on the coffee table.

Mo Ran's eyelids jumped up violently, and he rushed forward in a few steps, trying to stop his move.

But he had already taken precautions, stretched out his hand to block her way, pushed her aside, and when she got up again, he had already raised his hands and laughed: "Send it out, a well-known public forum on the Internet, there are pictures and truths, this big melon will definitely make the people who watch the excitement eat enough." ”

Mo Ran sighed decadently and walked outside.

Xu Haichang's words shocked her, not only because the photos were exposed, but also because of his definition of the relationship between Lao Liang and her.

She has always had a clear conscience, and her relationship with Lao Liang has always been upright, but she never thought that in the eyes of others, there would be such a dirty relationship between her and Lao Liang, which made her really sad.

Pushing the door and walking out, Mo Ran saw the old beam standing against the wall at a glance.

He looked at her with a sad look on his face.

"Liang Jingtian, you got your wish, he really posted the photo on the Internet. Mo Ran spoke in despair.

"Mo Xiaoran, I'm sad not because the photos were exposed, but because you no longer trust me to protect you. Lao Liang's expression was more desperate than hers.