Chapter 131: The heart is like a knife
Facing Gu Mulin with a cold face, looking at the anger in his eyes, Mo Qianyu stood in front of him with his head down, like a child who had done something wrong.
Seeing that Mo Qianyu lowered his head and didn't speak, Gu Mulin stepped forward and took the newspaper directly from her hand and unfolded it in front of her eyes.
He looked at the two people who were "looking at each other affectionately" in the newspaper, and his anger gradually rose from the bottom of his heart. He said angrily:
"Mo Qianyu, is this what you told me to go and have coffee with An Yuer? You even learned to lie and lie to me, your so-called coffee drinking is a private meeting with Xiao Xuancheng! ”
Listening to Gu Mulin say the word "private meeting", Mo Qianyu felt that his heart had been stabbed with a knife, and it was so painful.
She cried and shook her head at Gu Mulin, and said in a hoarse voice:
"No...... It's not like that, you listen to me, I'm ...... I didn't go to a private meeting with him, not what you think. ”
Mo Qianyu was still struggling until now, she didn't know whether she wanted to tell her true intentions, she was afraid that Gu Mulin would be sad if she said it.
She would rather be misunderstood, she would rather bear the anger from Gu Mulin, and she didn't want Gu Mulin to feel useless.
Gu Mulin didn't admit it when he saw her, he came to the desk angrily, looking at everything on the desk, he felt upset, he angrily stretched out his hand and pushed everything on the desk to the ground.
Hearing the sound of "crackling", Mo Qianyu covered his ears in fear. She watched Gu Mulin keep throwing things, but she didn't dare to step forward to stop it.
Although she couldn't feel the anger in her heart, she could feel it, and she knew how angry and angry Gu Mulin was now.
Originally, Mo Qianyu thought it was just a simple meeting, but he didn't know who took the photo and handed it over to the media, and he also scribbled a large chapter.
Seeing Mo Qianyu sitting on the ground looking at the crumpled newspaper, Gu Mulin angrily tore the newspaper to shreds. He smiled self-deprecatingly, and then said angrily:
"Isn't he your senior? Isn't it all clear? Didn't you say you would never come back again? Then you tell me, what the hell is this! ”
As Gu Mulin spoke, he pointed to the newspaper on the ground that he had torn to shreds.
Mo Qianyu kept shaking her head with red eyes, she felt that her tears were about to dry up, and her heart was about to hurt to death.
After throwing away the things in the study, Gu Mulin sat on the sofa with a cold face, looking at Mo Qianyu not far away with cold eyes.
Looking at the mess in the room and the cold gaze from Gu Mulin, Mo Qianyu felt that her heart was about to die, and she hugged her arms tightly.
The study was quiet for a while, and Mo Qianyu stopped crying.
She slowly got up from the ground, her legs numb from squatting for too long, and she almost fell to the ground the moment she stood up.
Gu Mulin couldn't help but want to step forward to help her, but the anger in his heart restricted his movements, as if he was fixed on the sofa.
Mo Qianyu stood up with her uncomfortable body, she endured the numbness of her legs and staggered to Gu Mulin's side.
Seeing that Gu Mulin didn't care about himself, Mo Qianyu sat silently on the side. She just stretched out her hand to hold Gu Mulin's arm, but was thrown away by Gu Mulin.
Mo Qianyu was not annoyed, she knew that Gu Mulin should be angry with herself like this, so she would not blame him at all, she understood him.
I don't know if Gu Mulin will listen to his explanation, Mo Qianyu felt that it was necessary to make it clear to him. She closed her eyes and hesitated for a long time before she slowly spoke:
"I know it's my fault that I went to the senior behind your back, I know I'm wrong. But shouldn't you believe me? Don't we even have the most basic trust between us? ”
Mo Qianyu didn't know what he was doing, obviously he wanted to explain it to Gu Mulin well, but he asked him again as he spoke.
Just when she felt a little regretful that she had said the wrong thing, Gu Mulin suddenly stood up and said with an angry face:
"You tell me trust? Mo Qianyu, can you grow your brain? It is impossible for any man to accept his own woman and run to find his rival! ”
As soon as he thought of that photo, the anger in Gu Mulin's heart exploded. He said with a cold face:
"And you don't say anything, now it's my Gu Mulin's woman! Why did you go behind my back to find another man, and that man is still my rival Xiao Xuancheng! ”
As soon as she thought that she lied to herself to see another man, Gu Mulin couldn't suppress her anger. He looked at Mo Qianyu angrily and said coldly:
"And you're still lying, you're actually lying to me for another man!"
Mo Qianyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold his arm, trying to calm his anger.
But Gu Mulin shook her off, and he didn't notice his strength at all, and he didn't know that Mo Qianyu didn't stand firm.
With this flick, he directly pushed Mo Qianyu to the ground, and Mo Qianyu instantly felt the pain coming from his stomach. She looked at Gu Mulin who pushed herself to the ground in disbelief, and her heart was cold.
And Gu Mulin watched Mo Qianyu fall to the ground because of himself, he remembered that Mo Qianyu was still pregnant with a child, so he hurriedly reached out to help her, but Mo Qianyu opened his hand.
Mo Qianyu glanced at him in disappointment, and slowly got up from the ground with his body propped up. Gu Mulin looked at his hands in a daze, he didn't know why he pushed her away.
Mo Qianyu stood up on the sofa, with tears in his eyes. She didn't look at Gu Mulin, and walked out of the study directly.
At this time, Gu Mulin looked at Mo Qianyu's distant back, he wanted to call her, but he couldn't shout.
Looking at the mess in the study and thinking of her disappointed eyes, Gu Mulin's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone's hand.
Mo Qianyu returned to the bedroom and got into the quilt, she hugged her arms and curled up together, no matter what she wrapped the quilt into, but she still felt very cold.
Lying on the cold bed, there was no warm embrace behind him, no warmth from his body, Mo Qianyu felt that his heart was also cold.
Remembering his earlier roar at himself, remembering his indifferent attitude towards himself, remembering that he ruthlessly pushed himself to the ground, Mo Qianyu felt that his heart was about to stop beating.
Lying quietly on the cold bed, looking at the darkness in the room, line after line of tears flowed from her eyes.