"What purse?" Mo Lingyuan turned his eyes to look at Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao had to take out the purse from her handbag and spread it out in front of Mo Lingyuan, pretending to be stupid with her eyes stunned: "This purse is my ......"

Mo Lingyuan snatched the purse, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and said to Mo Jinlan: "It's just a purse, it's worth making a fuss about?" If you dare to slander the young lady of Ben Shuai, believe it or not, I will let my father lock you up for a few more months? ”

The corners of Mo Jinlan's lips moved, and he couldn't say a word when he was scolded.

Don't all men hate women who cuckolded themselves? Especially a man with a high position like Mo Lingyuan.

But what is Mo Lingyuan's reaction?

Even if you have the evidence, do you still believe it?

Why?

Shouldn't Chu Yunyao be questioned?

"Mo Lingyuan, do you not believe it, or do you dare not believe it?" Mo Jinlan couldn't be angry: "If this matter reaches the ears of your father, you just wait for this woman to be crushed by your father." ”

"When the time comes, you will also wait to collect your brother's body." Mo Lingyuan hated others threatening him the most in his life.

is still threatened by a little girl who doesn't know the sky.

Mo Jinlan's face turned pale: "You dare!" ”

"See if I dare!" Mo Lingyuan's thin lips hooked a cold arc: "If I knew this, I shouldn't have saved you just now, and the food that made you into that beast can be regarded as the best use." ”

"You ......" Mo Jinlan knew Mo Lingyuan's methods too well, stomped his feet hatefully, and compromised: "If my brother has three longs and two shorts, I will definitely go to my father to complain." ”

"Whatever you want!" Mo Lingyuan coldly dropped a sentence and dragged Chu Yunyao into the car.

Compared with when he hugged her just now, the movements were not gentle at all, and they could even be called rough.

Chu Yunyao saw that he looked like he was not easy to provoke, sat far away against the car window, released the white sable out of his handbag, stroked its dense and smooth fur, and asked Mu Qing, who was driving, "Was Xiaoxue sent back by you?" ”

"Young lady Hui, I personally delivered it to Miss Bao'er." Mu Qing glanced in the rearview mirror, only to feel that the low air pressure in the carriage was terrifying.

There was also a faint smell of blood wafting through the air.

Then he asked a lot: "Young lady, are you injured?" ”

Mu Qing knows too well what is going on in the Overseer's Mansion, although the young marshal does not have a very good relationship with the overseer, but the young marshal has always been the pride of the overseer, and the young marshal is agile, no one dares to bully the young marshal's head.

Even Qin Zhirou was only secretly bad at most, and she didn't dare to have a head-on conflict with the young marshal at all.

I am afraid that this smell of blood came from the young lady.

Chu Yunyao glanced at Mo Lingyuan from the corner of his eye, "I'm okay, your young marshal is injured, you drive quickly, and when you return to the young marshal's mansion, I will help him clean and bandage his wounds." ”

Mu Qing almost used the accelerator as a brake, turned around, and asked indignantly: "Young marshal, who is impatient enough to dare to hurt you?" The lowly duty will not let her go. ”

Chu Yunyao: "He accidentally ...... himself"

Mu Qing: "......"

"Young marshal, do you want to go to Baorentang?" The anger in Mu Qing's tone immediately subsided, and he asked cautiously.

The speed of the car returned to its previous level.

"No problem." Mo Lingyuan's voice was low and deep, and he reminded: "Be careful when driving." ”

"Yes." Mu Qing didn't dare to take it lightly, and looked ahead through the windshield for a moment.

Chu Yunyao rummaged through her bag, took out a white handkerchief, and moved her body to Mo Lingyuan's side: "The wound is a little deep, let me wrap it for you first." ”