Chapter 82: 0082° She's embarrassed
Upstairs, Li Minghua and Li Yanzhe, father and son, knew that there was a lot of movement downstairs, but they also pretended not to hear anything and ignored it.
It's just that Li Yanzhe couldn't hold it back, came out of the room, and when he walked to the staircase, Li Ruoxi and Zhao Fang had already carried Xia Mohan out of the house and went home.
Li Yanzhe saw that the ground was in a mess, so he asked, "What about Xia Mohan and her?" ”
"I'm gone!" Li Ruoxi walked out of the entrance and said casually.
Zhao Fang immediately walked over to clean up the clothes left by Xia Mohan on the ground, and when she inadvertently turned over the mobile phone and bank card in Xia Mohan's clothes pocket, she secretly hid them in her pocket.
After torturing Xia Mohan, Li Ruoxi's heart was dripping with joy, and when she just wanted to run upstairs to be coquettish with Li Yanzhe, she kicked a bag.
Seeing that there was something in the bag, Li Ruoxi curiously took out the thing in the bag.
It is a pink, unopened gift box.
Li Ruoxi didn't think about anything, so he opened the gift box, opened it and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded.
This is a very beautiful and delicate silver metal grand piano model music box, also inlaid with a valuable blue tanzanite. Don't look at the piano as small and exquisite, it's still quite heavy in your hand, and every key on it is capable of producing a standard note sound.
When did Xia Mohan get such a precious gift?
Li Ruoxi looked at Li Yanzhe suspiciously.
Li Yanzhe didn't seem to pay much attention to what Li Ruoxi was doing, but turned away indifferently.
Zhao Fang raised her eyes and saw the things in Li Ruoxi's hand, and said in pieces: "This eighty percent is a gift from Xia Mohan's lover of that cheap woman!" ”
"Really?" Li Ruoxi didn't think so, but she couldn't get an accurate answer for a while, and she didn't care. Anyway, this music box, she likes it. Now that Xia Mohan has left this home, this exquisite music box is her Liruoxi.
Outside the door of Li's house, the lights in the corridor flickered on and off.
Xia Mohan curled up, his eyes glazed and insensitive.
She didn't dare to take half a step, because she had no clothes, and if she walked out of here, she would lose face.
And at this time, the door of the home opened.
The pregnant woman, who had met her a few times, walked out with her belly up. She held a stack of clothes in her hand and handed it to Xia Mohan.
Behind him, inside the open door, a middle-aged woman's insulting voice came: "That woman deserves it!" I heard from her mother-in-law that she was seducing men outside. What do you pity her for, she is doing it to herself! ”
Despite being talked about by others, Xia Mohan trembled and stretched out her hand to take the clothes handed over by the pregnant woman.
The pregnant woman didn't say anything, but turned around and went into the house with a sigh.
After Xia Mohan put on her clothes, she walked into the elevator barefoot.
The right side of her face was covered in blood, and she had a bag bulging on her forehead, half blue, half purple and half red, which was even more ugly than a ghost.
The people who pressed the elevator in the back, both men and women, were startled when they saw her ghostly appearance, and stood at the elevator door with a cower, not daring to step into the elevator.
After leaving the community, the people passing by all looked at Xia Mohan with strange eyes.
They are all whispering:
"A woman, embarrassed to look like this, nine times out of ten she is a junior!"
"I think I was caught and raped by my husband in bed!"