The first photo is a photo of Tang Wenli coming to the door of Chu Weiwei's apartment, and then Tang Wenli is holding Chu Weiwei out of the door, the photo angle is very close, and you can almost clearly see Chu Weiwei lying in Tang Wenli's arms, with his eyes closed, with an expression of giving him all his heart.

When he left the hospital, Tang Wenli was still holding Chu Weiwei.

There is also a photo of Tang Wenli parking in the restaurant to buy porridge, and after returning to the apartment, Tang Wenli closed the curtains.

Under the light of the night, looking through the curtains, the people in the room can see what they are doing.

The last few photos appear to have been taken consecutively.

A figure of a man stood beside the bed, then leaned down until he was out of sight.

According to this angle, Chu Weiwei should be lying on the bed.

All these photos can be easily linked together, and Mo Jiyan already has a picture in his mind.

He could even imagine how well-behaved and gentle Chu was when he was lying in Tang Wenli's arms.

When Tang Wenli pressed her on the bed, how hot the stars were in her eyes.

But then a fist smashed over and shattered the picture.

"Tom—"

With a bang, Mo Jiyan swung his fist and slammed it down on the table.

The photos spread out on the table were once again in full view, and Mo Jiyan only felt a cramping pain in his chest, and it was pitch black in front of him......

After a long while, Mo Jiyan finally stood firm.

The dark eyes were gradually wrapped in blood red, and Mo Jiyan clenched his fists and creaked.

In other words, after she left his car last night, she turned around and went on a date with Tang Wenli?

He should have thought of it......

That woman, she has long been ruthless and unrighteous to herself, but he has always been looking forward to it.

"Sir......" the assistant next to him shouted cautiously.

"Get out of here!" Ink Halberd Rock immediately roared.

As soon as the assistant went out to bring the door, there was a 'tom' sound at the door, as if something was smashing it.

Mo Jiyan went crazy, suddenly grabbed his mobile phone again, and pressed down the string of numbers.

But then he was stunned, what is he like this?

Do you put it upside down to humiliate her?

Isn't the pain she gave him enough, and he still has to go to her without knowing whether to live or die to find guilt?

When I think of the contents of those photos, my chest feels like someone is burning me with a soldering iron.

Chu Weiwei, I really can't compare to you.

I really looked down on you before.

With one arm propped up on the table, he pressed down another string of numbers and commanded.

"Postpone the date of Satsuki's return to China."

"Mr. Mo, what's ......?"

Didn't you say that half a month later, Xiao Moyue would be sent back to China?

"I said let you postpone it, don't talk so much nonsense!"

Uh, well!

"Mr. Mo, how long is it delayed?"

"Indefinitely!" Mo Jiyan threw down the cold three words and hung up the phone.

After making the call, Mo Jiyan's mind was still in a mess.

He sat limply in his chair, panting heavily, and his whole body looked unusually tired.

At this moment, Mo Jiyan suddenly felt that he was ridiculous.

It seems that every time, he can only threaten her with his daughter and make her hurt.

But she is swaying, she is always full of tricks.

Her slight move could easily make the defense line that had been built up in his heart for a long time collapse in an instant.

She's always had that kind of ability, and she knows it.

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