in the room.

Qiao Ruoxin couldn't sleep anymore and tossed and turned on the bed.

Mo Ye just slept here for a few hours, and his breath began to fill the air......

Suddenly, the phone rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

No need to guess, it must be that madman again.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she picked up her phone and got up and went to the terrace to answer.

"Mr. Lawrence! I tell you clearly, I won't go back! ”

On the other end of the phone, a man's low chuckle came: "It's morning over there, isn't it, so angry early in the morning?" ”

"Get out!"

Qiao Ruoxin was about to hang up the phone, but the man said, "Your mother has not been in good health recently, don't you come to see her?" ”

Her heart chuckled.

"Less of this! I used this trick two years ago, and I won't trust you anymore. ”

"Believe it or not, but I've been busy lately and don't have time to look for you, you'd better be nice, otherwise when I go to you, I won't be so easy to talk to."

Qiao Ruoxin frowned slightly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"It seems that you still think that Mo Ye was not stimulated enough two years ago, so I'll let him be stimulated a little more, maybe it's good to fight poison with poison."

She was furious, and her breathing became short: "You get out of here!" If you provoke him again, I won't let you go! ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly and blocked the number again.

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxin began to become a little anxious.

If Simon did come to China, what would she do?

Mo Chen and he will definitely go head-to-head.

What she was most afraid of was Simon telling the bits and pieces of the past two years to stimulate Mo Chen.

No way!

She's going to have to speed up, to tell Mo Chen the truth and let him know everything before Simon shows up.

An idea suddenly appeared in Qiao Ruoxin's mind.

Why don't you just do it tonight?

……

Evening.

No. 1 Jiangfu, in the study.

Today was the weekend, so he didn't go to the office.

The atmosphere in the huge study room was as calm as a morgue.

Mo Chen sat in the chair behind the desk, a cigarette in his lips, and the crystal ashtray in front of him was full of cigarette butts.

There was a lingering gloom over his handsome face.

My mind kept flashing back to the scene of the car accident two years ago.

Many fragments of memories wandered around in his mind, but they could not form a complete memory chain.

Next second!

Suddenly!

A strange light quickly flashed in Mo Chen's dark eyes.

That starfish earring!

It's the woman in the video in his head!

The smoke obscured his handsome face.

He closed his eyes and began to recall the disgusting and dirty video footage of the entangled bodies of men and women.

It seems that the woman is wearing this starfish earring on her ear!!

Suddenly, when I opened my dark eyes, I began to have a headache again, a tearing pain.

His slender fingers cupped his forehead and frowned, enduring the headache.

What does this video have to do with him?

Why does he keep remembering the images of the video, but he can't see who the men and women in the video are.

The phone vibrates.

Pulled Mo Chen's chaotic thoughts back to reality.

He picked up his phone and answered: "Say." ”

"Mo Ye, we are on the way to see Miss Qiao back, and we still have half an hour to arrive."

That imp is coming back?

He frowned slightly, and there was a trace of doubt between his eyebrows, but he still responded lightly: "Well, I'm at home." ”