Chapter 38: What Women Hate the Most

"Let the eldest lady go to the small dinner table."

Mo Bingyan manipulated the wheelchair to the living room, and Mo Die was so angry that she jumped up: "Brother, I don't want to go to the small dining table, I'm your sister, my sister, why should I go to the small dining table to eat so pitiful?" ”

"So?"

Mo Bingyan's expression of looking at her with a smile made Mo Die discouraged, she knew that she couldn't win.

It has always been Mo Bingyan who has the final say.

"Brother, you don't like that woman, do you?"

Mo Dieyi sat on the sofa and didn't mention eating, anyway, she starved to death and didn't want to go to the small dining table to eat by herself.

"She's my wife, your sister-in-law."

The man didn't have any expression on his face, and he didn't look at Mo Dieyi, but reached out to pick up the tablet.

"Don't avoid my topic, I'll tell you, even if you like her, you can't be so spoiled, do you know what women hate the most? It's a licking dog, if you lick like this, she won't like you, but will dislike you, and even want to kill you. ”

Mo Dieyi was really angry, she kept vigil in the hospital and left the song for a day, she was tired and hungry, and she had to be murdered by her eldest brother when she came back, she was too wronged.

"If you don't like it, you can go."

Mo Bingyan stared at the tablet without raising his head, and his magnetic voice was cold.

Ink Butterfly was stunned.

Such a big brother is the most terrifying, just like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, it's okay if it doesn't come out, but if it comes out, it will die.

"I'm going to take a shower, too."

She didn't dare to say it, and if she provoked it again, she was afraid that she would not just go to the small dining table to eat.

The living room is quiet.

Mo Bingyan raised his eyes to look upstairs, his dark eyes revealing an obscure gloom.

in the bathroom.

Ye Lige was answering the phone, and Ye Qingqing called: "Sister, are you free tomorrow?" ”

"Nope."

The night away from the song is really busy.

"Ouch, I admit that it was wrong for me to lie to you like that last time, but Brother Beitang really misses you, he has to ask me, I can't keep refusing, right?"

Ye Qingqing said pitifully.

"I don't blame you, I also made it clear to him, in the future, the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return, he will be his Gu Da Shao, and I am Mrs. Mo."

Ye Lige leaned his back against the wall, and the smile on his face revealed a little bitterness.

Put it down?

But why is it still as if a needle is buried in my heart, the stinging pain is uncomfortable.

"Actually, this time it was Brother Beitang who asked me to ask you out, he said that you were so ruthless last time because Mo Die was there, sister, are you really not interesting to Brother Beitang at all?"

Not to mention Gu Beitang, I didn't even believe it in the night, just a few days ago, I left the song and committed suicide to force Mo Bingyan to divorce.

"Just tell him that he is not as good as your brother-in-law, not as handsome as your brother-in-law, not as rich as your brother-in-law, and not as spoiled by your brother-in-law, that's all."

The corners of Yelige's lips smiled unconsciously.

I didn't think it before, but now that I say this, I really think that Gubeitang is too fresh and can't compare to Mo Bingyan's maturity and stability, at least Mo Bingyan can marry her against all odds.

"Okay."

Ye Qingqing hung up the phone, Ye Lige took off her clothes and stood under the unkempt, letting the hot water splash on her body.

If it weren't for a thousand years of practice.

She really couldn't be so free, after all, once upon a time, Gubeitang was her everything.

Take a shower and go downstairs.

There was a person sitting in the living room, and Mo Bingyan was looking at the tablet when he heard the movement and raised his eyes to look at her.

The woman was wearing a simple home dress, her long wet hair was draped over her shoulders, her legs were straight and white and shining with moist light, and the key was that her smile was warm and sweet.