Fang Mei watched Zhou Liu'er and He Fang both pulled down, stunned in place, and a little at a loss.

It seems that He Jinqian is real this time.

"Mom, so it's better for you to settle down." He Jinqian noticed Fang Mei's slightly trembling hand, and his tone was mixed with seven points of warning and three points of sarcasm.

Fang Mei knew that she couldn't provoke He Jin Qian and Jian Mo anymore for the time being, but it could be regarded as a period of peace.

During this period, Zhou Zhiyun finally succeeded in taking over the Zhou family's branch in China, and Jian Mo's body was gradually recovering, although he couldn't walk on the ground because he fell to his leg, but at least it didn't look so bad.

Only Zhou Liuer spends day after day in hatred.

"Miss Song, your game of chess is really big enough." Zhou Liuer dialed Song Sirou's phone, and now she finally figured it out, the relationship between her and Song Sirou is like a grasshopper on the same rope.

It's hard to say, she is nothing more than a chess piece of Song Sirou.

Song Sirou over there also admitted to being generous, "I didn't expect Jian Mo to be so ruthless." ”

The little white rabbit who used to only look up to her and listen to her opinions on everything has turned into a "big bad wolf" who can abolish a person without blinking an eye.

"What? Why didn't you make a move this time? Zhou Liuer sneered, eager to drag the person on the other side of the phone to hell together.

But the only remaining reason told her that she must calm down at this time, at least not let Song Sirou feel that she has no use value.

Song Sirou chuckled, "Miss Zhou is quite considerate of me. ”

Of course, she knew that Zhou Liu'er was referring to Jian Mo's fact that she had just had a miscarriage and was weak, and she was ready to act today.

"You're welcome." Zhou Liu'er tried her best to make her voice sound normal, but she was already sick to death in her heart.

"Women at this time are the most vulnerable, not to mention physical injuries, and even psychological pressure may not be able to withstand it, so there is no need for Miss Song to do anything bloody." When Zhou Liu'er said this, her tone finally changed, "At least you don't have to pay this price like me." ”

Song Sirou paused, she didn't expect that this Zhou Liu'er had changed quite a lot, at least she wasn't hopelessly stupid.

"Thanks, Miss Zhou." After Song Sirou hung up the phone, she drove straight to the hospital, Zhou Liuer was right, Jian Mo at this time was the most vulnerable time in her life.

Song Sirou rushed to Jian Mo's ward and found that He Jinqian was not there, and Jian Mo was alone. Before he could rejoice, he saw two big men standing in the corner.

"Bodyguards?" In addition to this, Song Sirou can't think of any other identity.

"What are you doing here?" Jian Mo noticed Song Sirou standing at the door looking around.

Song Sirou was hindered by the presence of the bodyguards, so she didn't dare to do anything to Jian Mo.

But if she doesn't do it, it doesn't mean that she doesn't move her mouth, otherwise it won't be a trip in vain.

"I'm coming to see you, my dear sister." Song Sirou put her handbag on the table and sat on the edge of Jian Mo's bed.

Jian Mo sneered, "You gave the photo to Zhou Liu'er, right?" Except for Song Sirou, she really didn't know who would turn over her old affairs with Chen Yiran at this time.

Song Sirou covered her mouth and chuckled, "Yes, but I really didn't expect that Zhou Liu'er would be so stupid, the thing didn't work out, and she lost her legs." ”

"Song Sirou." Jian Mo finally looked at Song Sirou, and his tone was still indifferent.

"Don't you have a heart?"

Hearing this question, Song Sirou was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "Jian Mo, don't look at me with that kind of compassionate eyes, I don't know how many times better than you!" ”

Jian Mo had no interest in arguing with her about who was better, so he simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Song Sirou looked at Jian Mo's side face, remembering that night when Chen Yiran touched her face and called "Jian Mo", she felt a wave of nausea in her heart.

"How noble do you really think of yourself?" Song Sirou's tone was calm, as if she was saying a declarative sentence, "Think that all the men in the world should fall for you?" ”

Jian Mo still didn't open his eyes.

Song Sirou's voice suddenly raised, "Jian Mo, let me tell you, Chen Yiran can only be me, a woman like you who does not hesitate to climb into another man's bed for money, where is it worthy of his heart's desire?!" ”

Hearing this, Jian Mocai finally opened his eyes, and looked at Song Sirou's eyes full of sympathy, "Do you know Song Sirou?" Some plays are too much, and I always like to substitute myself into them, why did I climb into He Jinqian's bed in the first place, no one should know better than you, right? ”

Everyone is saying that it was she who climbed into someone else's bed for money.

has said it many times, including Song Sirou, the real culprit behind the scenes, and smoothly pushed all the charges on her.

Song Sirou paused, then her smile became distorted, "So what?" It's a fact that you've climbed into someone else's bed, and it's also a fact that you're no longer clean. ”

A sneer tugged at the corner of Jian Mo's mouth, his fingertips were slightly bent, and he said softly to Song Sirou: "Chen Yiran, he... I don't love you. ”

If Song Sirou is in love with Chen Yiran now, where will she still come to trouble.

Chen Yiran's person Jian Mo knows too well, eating what is in the bowl and looking at what is in the pot, I can't wait for the whole world to revolve around him like a pug, but Song Sirou is also a woman with a strong personality, and the two of them are together,-for-tat.

Once one of the parties is not sincere, the relationship cannot end well.

Song Sirou's face showed the annoyance and anger of being exposed, she got up from the chair with a "rub", pointed at Jian Mo and yelled: "How dare he not love me?!" If it weren't for me, he would have asked for food! ”

"I say it again, Jian Mo, Chen Yiran can only belong to me in this life! Don't think that you can stir our affection with a few words. ”

Hearing Song Sirou's roar of declaring sovereignty, Jian Mo was unmoved, and her tone was as calm as a lake, "Teasing? I'm not that interested. ”

"What's more......" Jian Mo lengthened the end of the note, raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Sirou, "I've never been interested in competing with dogs for food." ”

"You!" Song Si was extremely soft, and raised his hand to give Jian Mo a slap, but before he could fall, he was grabbed by someone's wrist.

Jian Mo reminded "kindly": "As a woman, impulsiveness is common, but you must also be sensible. ”

Is it true that her bodyguards here are standing here to scare people?

After Jian Mo finished speaking, he nodded Song Sirou with his chin and said to the bodyguard, "Throw her out for me." ”

It's throwing, not please.

Jian Mo didn't even bother to use hypocritical politeness with Song Sirou now.