"It's different!"

Su Xiaomi frowned, looking at Yuan Chengcheng with some puzzlement, not understanding why she had to confuse the concept, "His three fiancées were not killed by him." ”

"But they really died for him."

Yuan Chengcheng smiled lightly, and there was a hint of indifference and coldness in his eyes, "I believe that Mo Beixiao will not know that these women will suffer such a fate when they become his fiancées." ”

"It's like he wouldn't have thought that you would be targeted by Bai Mu'er."

"But why, knowing the potential risks, did he get engaged to those three women?"

"Why did he take you to Mo's house to be pricked by Mo Nansheng with a needle when he knew that Bai Mu'er had chased your car a few days ago?"

"Xiaomi, have you thought about these questions?"

"Your Mo Beixiao is far more complicated than you think, and it is much more cold-blooded."

Su Xiaomi's hand clasped the coffee cup in her hand stiffly, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

She really never seemed to think about it.

For the death of Mo Beixiao's previous three fiancées, is Mo Beixiao really not jointly and severally responsible?

And......

Before she met Bai Mu'er at the Mo family, she and Bai Luo were indeed chased by Bai Mu'er.

Even, Bai Mu'er pointed a gun at her.

But when she proposed to see Mo Nansheng, Mo Beixiao still agreed.

When Mo Nansheng asked her to sit beside her, Mo Beixiao didn't say anything.

These questions, if Yuan Chengcheng didn't say it, she really didn't take the initiative to think about it.

The woman bit her lip tightly, and her heart felt like it was being clutched by something.

She only knew that Mo Beixiao was good to her, and she only knew that Mo Beixiao confessed to her yesterday.

But she forgot to think about the cause and effect behind these things.

Seeing that Su Xiaomi's face was no longer a little bloody, Yuan Chengcheng frowned, only to realize that this stupid girl should have really never thought about these problems.

"Didn't you say you had something to do later?"

With a light cough, Yuan Chengcheng drank all the coffee on the table, "Editor-in-Chief Cheng is going to take me out to visit other magazines today, I'll leave first." ”

"If you're okay, it's time to get busy, that little colleague of yours should be in a hurry."

After Yuan Chengcheng left, Su Xiaomi was in a daze for a long time before coming out of the café.

Bai Luo asked her to visit his sister's grave today.

"Director!"

As soon as she came out of the café, Bai Luo stood in the distance and waved at her, "This way! ”

Su Xiaomi sorted out her mind for a while, and then wrapped her coat tightly and walked to him, "Let's go." ”

"Director, you don't seem to be in a good mood."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Bai Luo looked at Su Xiaomi from the rearview mirror while driving the car, "Or, let's change the day?" ”

Anyway, my sister's death day has already passed, and it is a day earlier and a day later, in fact, there is no difference.

"No, just today."

Leaning on the back seat of the car, Su Xiaomi looked out of the car window in distraught.

Before meeting Yuan Chengcheng, she had no doubt about Mo Beixiao.

However, although the questions raised by Yuan Chengcheng are sharp and indifferent, they are also objective facts.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't see through Mo Beixiao more and more.

"Director, it's here."

I don't know how long it took, Bai Luo's voice sounded in my ears.

Su Xiaomi subconsciously looked up, only to find that the car had been parked near the cemetery on the outskirts of S City.

There was a drizzle in the sky, just like Su Xiaomi's mood now.

She was holding a large bouquet of lilies, and she got out of the car with Bai Luo, and just a few steps away, she met a woman dressed in black and holding an umbrella.

Seeing Su Mi and Bai Luo, the woman stopped, raised the umbrella a little higher, took off her sunglasses, and revealed her cold eyes, "Su Miao, meet again." ”