Liu Xiangyun's face became even more ugly, "Yan Mo, who gave you the face, presumptuous in front of me!" Anyway, I'm your stepmom now! ”

The corners of Yan Mo's lips curled up with a sneering smile, "Stepmother? Oh, do I admit it? Want to be my stepmother, what a big face do you have! ”

Liu Xiangyun's face was blue and white for a while, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, "Yan Mo, I'll kill you evil obstacles!" ”

Liu Xiangyun said, raised his slap and exhaled towards Yan Mo's face.

It's just that her slap hasn't landed on Yan Mo's face yet, Yan Mo has grabbed her wrist, and then Yan Mo pushed her into the room.

The door closed, and as the door was closed, Liu Xiangyun felt as if she had entered a world of complete isolation again.

"Liu Xiangyun, who gave you the guts to kill Feng Ling?" Yan Mo pushed Liu Xiangyun to the ground, his eyes burning like fire, staring at Liu Xiangyun's face.

Being stared at by Yan Mo so unscrupulously, Liu Xiangyun only felt that his face seemed to be burned out of a few holes.

"Yan Mo, what nonsense are you talking about?! Your slut mother obviously jumped off the building and died by herself, and she has a half-dime relationship with me? Liu Xiangyun's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Yan Mo smiled coldly and said unhurriedly, "Then, can you tell me, what is this?" ”

After Yan Mo finished speaking, he handed the puppet he picked up to Liu Xiangyun.

The moment he saw the puppet, Liu Xiangyun's face changed almost imperceptibly, but he quickly calmed down, "Who knows what you're holding, take it away, don't dirty my eyes!" ”

Even if it was just an extremely subtle change in his face, Yan Mo still caught it.

Sure enough, Liu Xiangyun, there is a problem.

Yan Mo flicked his nails lightly and said slowly, "This puppet was given to the florist by you and given to Feng Ling through the florist's hand." You think you've done it seamlessly, but you don't know it, and you don't want others to know unless you do it! ”

Yan Mo's words fell on Liu Xiangyun's ears word by word, and Liu Xiangyun's face changed again unconsciously, however, she still gritted her teeth and flatly denied that Feng Ling's death was related to her, "Yan Mo, don't spray people with blood, your mother died, she brought it on herself, it has nothing to do with anyone, and the official has already checked it, she just died by suicide!" What is your intention to bite me like this?! ”

Liu Xiangyun's face darkened, and she resolutely refused to admit that she had harmed Feng Ling.

It's already a matter of closing the coffin, Yan Mo still wants to flop, it's a dream!

Yan Mo sighed lightly, "Okay, if you don't want to tell the truth, then forget it." ”

As he spoke, Yan Mo stood up straight, and his eyes fell on Liu Xiangyun's body with a bit of compassion, "I kindly remind you, don't seek skin with the tiger." ”

After a pause, Yan Mo accentuated his tone, "Especially, the object you are looking for with the tiger is still a thing that is not a human or a ghost. ”

Dropping this sentence, Yan Mo dragged open the door and walked away.

As soon as Yan Mo left, Yan Yu rushed in from outside, "Mom, how are you?" ”

Liu Xiangyun didn't speak, her face was pale as if she had been painted with several layers of white paint.

"Mom, you talk!" Yan Yu was anxious, "Is Yan Mo bullying you?" I'm going to find him! ”

Yan Yu got up to leave, but was held down by Liu Xiangyun, "Ayu, is the person you are talking about reliable?" ”