"Xiaoyu, my mother begs you, you hurry up and tell your mother, these are all fake, and someone wants to harm you and spread rumors."

"Mom, this ......"

Qin Yu wanted to say that this was not true, but he knew that the matter had come to this point, and it was impossible to erase it with a word.

His gaze suddenly swept to the entrance of the corridor, and he couldn't say any more.

Su Qiao sat in a wheelchair and looked at the living room with some confusion.

His face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Qiaoqiao, you ...... Don't get me wrong, I ...... last night."

After a pause, he took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down:

"I drank too much last night, that's why I did such a jerk thing, you know, the person I like, the person I love has always been you."

Su Qiao's face turned cold.

It's all on this, this man can still say that, it's really shameless.

That's right, he has no face in the first place.

Qin Mohan, who was standing behind her, slowly pulled his cuffs and said unhurriedly:

"I remember you didn't drink before you went upstairs last night."

"And the video is very clear, whether there is alcohol or not, anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

Still want to quibble?

Hmph, not to mention the doors, there are no windows.

Hearing this, Qin Yu's face was gloomy for a moment, and he soon became extremely anxious again.

Kneeling on one knee, squatting at Su Qiao's feet, looking at her eagerly: "Qiaoqiao, you will believe me, right?" ”

Su Qiao avoided his outstretched hand, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, with a chill: "Believe you? ”

"Do you think I'm really stupid and cheating?"

"You go and look at the comments on the Internet, and if someone believes you, I believe you."

As if thinking of something, she lowered her head slightly, and her voice was a little gloomy:

"It turns out that you refuse to touch me, what do you want to cherish me, and you want to give me a perfect wedding night, because you like Guo Xiaoyu."

"It turns out that I am not as good as the daughter of a high-class courtesan and a thug who eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, and does everything."

Su Qiao didn't forget Hei Guo's whispering.

"You're hiding so deeply!"

In the previous life, but until they got married, until her doppelganger died, they hid it tightly.

It's a pity that she's here, and no matter how deep she is, she can get you out.

Qin Yu became more and more anxious: "Qiaoqiao, you misunderstood, I really want to give you a perfect wedding, a perfect wedding night, I really cherish you, I love you very much, I have long been determined in my heart to live with you for the rest of my life." ”

"Huh, huh?"

Su Qiao sneered and slid his wheelchair and took two steps back.

Too close, she was afraid that she would just throw her fist.

Behind her, in a hidden place, Qin Mohan pulled her hair with a dark face.

After Su Qiao turned his head, he moved his lips with a look of resentment: Do you still want that bastard to touch you?

Su Qiao glared at him: Don't make trouble.

Qin Mohan hurriedly pursed his lips, indicating that he was very well-behaved.

Mrs. Qin also slowly calmed down at this time.

Seeing his son begging Su Qiao for this woman so lowly, he was immediately dissatisfied.

"Ayu, what are you asking her to do? It's just a woman, and there are more and better options without her......"

"Mom, don't talk about it."

Qin Yu wanted to try his best to save Su Qiao, but at this time, when he saw his mother coming out to drag his feet, his expression sank.

"Jojo, you believe me, I really love you, I ......"

Su Qiao's eyes were cold, and the corners of his lips were hooked sarcastically:

"You love me so much that you get together with Guo Xiaoyu, you really love me very much."

Seeing that it didn't make sense to say anything good, Qin Yu also felt annoyed in his heart.

His eyes darkened, and he had a gloomy and sad expression:

"Qiaoqiao, this time it's my fault, I admit my mistake, you can beat or scold it, but I will never break up with you."

Su Qiao glanced at him, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Hit you?

I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty.

Mrs. Qin couldn't get used to seeing her excellent son bow down and be small in front of Su Qiao, and she endured it, but she still couldn't bear it.

Snorted coldly, and said disapprehantly:

"Hmph, it's just a woman, how many of you are playing outside now, how many haven't played with Miss Young Master? Those who haven't played are not men. ”