"Then why don't you get a divorce? Is it love? ”

Ye Lige stared at him.

The battle was like a predatory beast staring at its prey, and Mo Bingyan was her prey.

“……”

The man was silent.

She was staring at him, with a sweet smile on her face and a sea of stars in her eyes.

"Look, you see, it's tacit."

Ye Lige smiled and raised his glass: "Come, let's make this glass, and then, I will do my best to take care of you and cure you, and you don't hate me." ”

She wasn't happy.

She didn't want him to hate her.

In this life, the most wrong and wrong thing she did was to make him hate her to death.

"I don't hate you."

Again, he emphasized, but Yeli Song fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

With the strength of both hands.

Mo Bingyan picked up Yeli Song, let her sit on his lap, and manipulated the wheelchair back to the car.

The car started slowly.

They were the only ones in the back compartment.

Mo Bingyan brushed away the messy hair on Ye Lige's face, sensing the gentleness on his face, Ye Lige rubbed in his arms like a koala, adjusted a more comfortable position and continued to sleep.

"Huh."

The corners of the man's lips rose unconsciously, and at this moment, the love in his eyes was unconcealed.

The night was dark.

Mo Dieyi was guarding the door, and kept looking: "Housekeeper, why did you say that my brother and that woman haven't come back yet?" ”

"The phone doesn't work, and the driver doesn't answer my phone, so I don't know."

The housekeeper looked bitter.

"Do you think that woman will be poisoned?"

"My brother, he shouldn't be a bad luck, right?"

The more Mo Dieyi thought about it, the more scared she became, and she couldn't wait to pick up her mobile phone and call the police now and ask the police to help.

"No, the driver said that Mr. and Mrs. are fine, let's not worry, so they should be fine."

"Why don't you come back if you're fine?"

Mo Die was so angry that she stomped her feet, blaming that woman for pouring ecstasy soup every day.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The butler's cell phone rang screeching during the night.

"Hello?"

The housekeeper hurriedly answered, and Mo Dieyi also leaned over: "How is it?" Isn't it my brother? ”

"Okay."

The housekeeper hung up and forced him hard: "Miss, Mr. 's driver called and said that Mr. and Mrs. went to sleep with Shenghao, let's not worry." ”

"Why do you want to go to Shenghao?"

"Why don't you come back?"

"Is there something wrong with that woman? She's going to kill my brother! ”

Ink Butterfly was about to rush out the door.

"Miss."

The housekeeper was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed her: "The driver said that Mrs. was drunk, and Mr. was afraid that he wanted to live with his wife, so he didn't come back, for fear that you would disturb them." ”

"Am I disturbing them? It must have been the woman who was orchestrating me to say bad things about me again. ”

Mo Die was so angry that she snorted.

"Miss, sir, you don't know that you don't know about your wife, it's better to be smooth, wait."

The housekeeper persuaded him bitterly.

"Alright, I know I can't beat her."

Mo Dieyi worked hard to be smooth, what could she do if she didn't go well, she couldn't really rush to Shenghao to fight with that woman, and when the time came, she didn't touch a single hair of that woman, and she was swept out of the house by her brother.

"Anyway, I'm going to catch that woman, eh, is the candid company you looking for reliable? If it's not reliable, I'll find someone myself. ”

"Reliable."

The housekeeper patted his chest and promised that he would definitely be able to stare at his wife twenty-four hours a day and catch evidence of his wife's cheating.