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"Weiwei, don't go, I have something to tell you. . ”

She finally glanced at him.

But that kind of gaze, bland to the extreme, stung Mo Jiyan's heart in an instant.

"I don't have anything to tell you."

"I know you don't want to talk to me, but please be patient and listen to what I have to say."

Before the words fell, Ji Wenshu stepped forward, suddenly raised his right hand, and waved it down.

"Smack-"

Bang.

This loud slap instantly attracted the attention of passers-by.

Chu Mu's slap was strong enough, and Mo Jiyan's head immediately tilted to the side.

The night was dark, so it was hard to see if there were marks on his face.

"You brute! You already have a little wife! What other face do you have to find Weiwei! ”

Mo Jiyan didn't say a word, he turned his head and looked at Chu Weiwei with infinitely painful eyes.

He stared at Chu Weiwei deadly, wanting to see her heartache, care, or sadness in her eyes.

But no.

He didn't see anything.

There was no panic in her eyes, and there was not the slightest reflection of him in her pupils.

In an instant, the heartache came unexpectedly.

"Mom, I'm sorry......"

"Don't call me Mom! Don't say sorry to me! From the moment you betrayed Weiwei, our Chu family didn't have you as a son-in-law! ”

"Mom, don't waste time with irrelevant people, I'm hungry."

Seeing that Mo Jiyan was not angry or dodging, Ji Wenshu didn't want to entangle with Mo Jiyan anymore, muttered the word 'scum', and was about to leave.

"Weiwei!"

Watching her leave, Mo Jiyan hurriedly called out to her.

Chu turned his back to him slightly, and where he couldn't see, he took a deep breath.

She turned and looked at him with the look of a stranger.

"What the hell do you want?"

In just a few words, it is full of impatience and boredom.

Mo Jiyan stepped forward and stood in front of her, his dark eyes covered with a layer of mist.

"I saw you in the hospital today."

There was no expected dodge, and there was not the slightest evasion.

She just looked at him calmly, "What the hell do you have to say, I still have to go grocery shopping and cook dinner with my mother." We, ordinary people, don't have time to spend here with you, the eldest young master. ”

Mo Jiyan squeezed his sweaty fist, and finally asked.

"I heard them say...... You've cut your wrists......"

Only Mo Jiyan himself knew how much strength he needed to use when he said the words 'cut his wrists', and how much pain his heart felt.

Speaking of this, the anger in Ji Wenshu's heart suddenly came up.

As long as she thinks of her daughter lying on the **, her face is like ashes, and she is dying, she can't wait to dismantle the negative man in front of her.

"Mom, don't be angry because of boring people, let me make it clear to him thoroughly."

Because of the cold weather, her hands were in the pockets of her down jacket.

From the beginning, Mo Jiyan's eyes were focused on her arm, trying to see her hand clearly.

However, Chu Weiwei didn't give him this chance at all.

Her expression was always indifferent, even if she lost a lot of weight, the brilliance in those watery eyes was still not covered up in the slightest.

According to Chu Weiwei's strong temperament, Mo Jiyan originally thought that Chu Weiwei would deny it.

However, she did not dodge in the slightest, she looked at him with the most indifferent gaze, and admitted it with a nonchalant expression.

"They're right, do you have any questions?"

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