Before Zheng Xiaomeng's words fell, she saw that Mo Jingcheng was so angry that she was smoking, and then raised her hand high, and then fell down hard, ready to slap her hard.

Zheng Xiaomeng was tied to a chair and couldn't move, so she could only close her eyes.

Fight, fight, fight.

A scumbag is a scumbag, even if she is beaten by Mojing City and vomits blood today, she will never change her words.

She just hates scumbags, she just hates mistress.

She even took the initiative to stretch her neck to show her face out, ready to bear the sharp pain that would follow.

"Smack!"

A loud sound of the palm of the hand colliding with the skin of the face seemed to shake the snow off the roof.

Zheng Xiaomeng felt that her face was about to be disfigured just by hearing this voice.

But she didn't feel the slightest pain.

How is it possible, is it possible that her face is numb and won't hurt?

Mo Jingcheng was really ruthless enough, and he didn't know how to write the painful words when he beat her.

But in fact, it is......

"You've had enough of Mojing City, what the hell are you doing?"

It was the sound that was good enough to make her ears pregnant, and it seemed to be very weak, with a hint of accusation, and a hint of helpless crying.

Zheng Xiaomeng opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that Mo Jingcheng's slap just now did not hit her in the face at all, but was blocked by the sudden appearance of Hu Miaomiao.

In this winter, although there is air conditioning in the villa, the temperature is not too high, and it is still a little cold, but Hu Miaomiao is only wearing a silk suspender nightdress.

Looking at it this way, Zheng Xiaomeng found that Hu Miaomiao was too thin, about the same height as her, but she looked thinner than her, even if a big star wants to maintain his figure, he won't be thin like this, right?

At this moment, Hu Miao's slender body fell at her feet and trembled slightly, trembling as he approached her, as if he wanted to protect her behind him.

Because Hu Miaomiao had her back to her, she couldn't see what Hu Miaomiao's face had become for a while.

Mo Jingcheng's slap just now can almost be described as deaf, so if she guessed correctly, Hu Miaomiao's face is ruined, and if she doesn't deal with it urgently, it is not certain that there will be any sequelae in the future.

"Mojing City, it's enough, it's really enough, don't make any more trouble, I'll beg you, okay?"

Every word Hu Miaomiao said was trembling with a trembling vibrato.

Seeing such a Hu Miao, Zheng Xiaomeng's heart trembled fiercely, and she subconsciously frowned her eyebrows and raised her eyes to look at Mojing City.

I saw that Mo Jingcheng suddenly fixed his hand in mid-air, and he didn't retract it for half a day, and his eyes instantly became a little scattered, as if his soul flew out of his body.

He stared at Hu Miaomiao who fell to the ground a little sluggishly, and it took a long time to spit out two words very mechanically, "Miao......"

At this moment, Hu Miaomiao seemed to be crying, looked at Mo Jingcheng with a thick cry, and said: "Mo Jingcheng, don't you want to know what I am going to do in the hospital, I tell you, I tell everything, I just ask you not to embarrass this girl anymore, everything is my fault, it has nothing to do with anyone, please, please, let people send her back, I will tell you what you want to know, okay?" ”

Although Zheng Xiaomeng couldn't see Hu Miao's face, she seemed to hear the sound of her tears falling to the floor.

Those tears are accusations and sorrows.