"Don't think you're a good thing."

Mo Qiqi continued to mend the knife on Huo Jingtian's body, without hiding the disgust and disgust on his face, and forcibly fell his cold gaze on him, "A man who is ungrateful, disobedient, and whose conscience has been eaten by dogs is not worthy of saying such things to me at all, I say this, with your IQ, can you understand?" ”

"......" Huo Jingtian took a long breath of cold air, and finally didn't expect that after so much time, Mo Qiqi, who had already lost so many snacks, was still as sharp as a hedgehog full of thorns, or was this all because Lei Zhendong had helped her support her before, and the young lady's temper grew again?

Huo Jingtian smiled slowly, every movement looked like a replay of slow motion, but every expression was very clear.

Huo Jingtian made her feel a little frightened, Mo Qiqi had always believed that the person who could destroy the Mo family in the past was never a good bird, and his big eyes were caught off guard, and he once again launched a dense sense of defense against Huo Jingtian.

"What? Finally out of words? I, a woman who is rejected by high society, is there anything else Huo Dashao wants to say? I suggest you finish it all at once, and don't come to me every time with all sorts of excuses, you know, I don't want to see you. "It's an understatement, but every word is contempt for Huo Jingtian.

The corners of Mo Qiqi's mouth were raised high, and a big smile bloomed at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, like a peony in April, extremely beautiful.

Huo Jingtian had always thought that Mo Qiqi was a cold rose with thorns, but he never thought that this woman would look so good when she smiled.

Although there is a clear reflection of disgust in that delicate touch.

She hates him, Huo Jingtian is the party concerned, and he has no reason not to understand.

"One day, you'll cry and beg me." After being silent for a while, Mo Qiqi didn't even want to stay here and continue to spend time with Huo Jingtian, and finally heard him speak again, his voice was low and hoarse, and his emotions were very restrained.

Mo Qiqi spread his hands helplessly, his face returned to indifference, he didn't raise his eyelids again, lowered his head and seriously flipped through his phone, "I cry or laugh, it shouldn't have anything to do with you, I actually want to please you, let's not know each other in the future?" The entire Mo family has now changed its surname to Huo, and I can't continue to investigate the cause of my father's death, I'm very busy now, busy supporting my mother and son, Huo Dashao, I really don't have time to play with you. The message on her phone made her beautifully shaped lips purse slightly, and her smile looked as good as delicate petals.

Huo Jingtian couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

Mo Qiqi is very good-looking, and his external conditions are almost more attractive to him than any woman Huo Jingtian has ever seen, so he accepted Mo Qiqi so humiliatingly to marry her with the child in his belly, although the latter matter has become a completely different result, but when he thinks that what should have belonged to him suddenly becomes the exclusive property of another person, no matter who it is, he will have uncontrollable emotions and want to take it back.

Mo Qiqi's eyes were filled with coldness, the happier the smile on the corner of his lips, the colder his heart became, seeing that Huo Jingtian did not move, he frowned a little impatiently: "Are you going or not leaving?" ”

"Why don't you go?" Huo Jingtian raised his eyes, his eyebrows were deep, and he looked at Mo Qiqi fixedly.

"Let me watch you go this time, lest you stick to me like a fly." Mo Qiqi wrapped her arms around her shoulders, her chin raised slightly, and looked at Huo Jingtian coldly, the look in his eyes made her a little incomprehensible, and she didn't want to understand anymore.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore.

For things he doesn't care about, Mo Qiqi has never been a mother-in-law.

"Good! Mo Qiqi, you have a kind! Described as a fly, repeatedly speaking coldly and viciously, Huo Jingtian finally tore through the layer of hypocrisy on the surface, and stared at Mo Qiqi viciously, with a resentful look in his eyes as if he wanted to eat her alive, and his voice was cold to the bone marrow: "Let's go and see, see who turns into a nasty fly in the end......"

"Huo Dashao walks slowly and doesn't send ......" Mo Qiqi's voice hadn't fallen yet, and from a distance where she and Huo Jingtian formed a straight line, something similar to a flash suddenly flashed, which made Mo Qiqi couldn't help but squint.

And Huo Jingtian, who was just about to get in the car, obviously felt it.

Someone candid a photo?

The two men looked at each other, and the thought occurred almost at the same time.

Mo Qiqi stood in place with her mobile phone and keys, watching Huo Jingtian quickly run towards the location of the flashing light, and was just about to turn back to go to the elevator, but the noise in the distance finally did not let her escape the catastrophe.

Let Yu Ji go to the marathon, and the winner will be rewarded with a big headline, and Mo Qiqi dares to guarantee that absolutely no one is their opponent.

The person who is making headlines with her life, she admits that she is not the opponent of the other party, so she is quickly surrounded.

Mo Qiqi was still a little confused, in the hurry that came down just now, not only did he not blow his long hair, but he didn't even comb it, and at this moment he was blown by the night breeze for a while, and he drooped on his head and shoulders in a mess, and he couldn't even look at himself.

And the skirt that is casually put on her body is really ugly, okay, the obvious old lady's style, very loose and big, as if she was hanging a burlap pocket on her body.

But the night was dim, and the camera was mostly focused on her head.

She didn't even wear skincare products.

Later, Mo Qiqi, who saw the news, didn't have any more thoughts, and comforted Fang Qinglan with a smile and said, You see, I haven't wiped anything on my face, isn't it much better than those so-called big stars on TV?

Fang Qinglan was also a famous beauty when she was young, so she was enshrined at home by Mo Xiaocheng as a baby, she liked to be good to Bai Xue and Huo Jingtian, and Mo Xiaocheng didn't even have half a word of opinion.

Mo Qiqi almost completely inherited the good genes on Fang Qinglan's body, getting older and older, the more full of charm and flavor her facial features became.

Huo Jingtian chased the person who took the candid photo to no avail, and wanted to drive back in frustration, who knew that when he looked back, he just crashed into the eyes of a large wave of paparazzi.

"Huo Shao, may I ask if you appeared downstairs in Mo Qiqi late at night, are you still not dead to your former fiancée?"

"I heard that you went to the crew of "Shu Ke" some time ago and didn't notify anyone, did you go to Director Tanmo's class?"

"Huo Shao, do you have anything to tell us about Director Zhang Zhiwen's personal admission that Mo Qiqi temporarily left the crew due to illness this time?"

"Is Mo Qiqi really because of illness, not because of the recent Xiaosan incident?"

“……”

Mo Qiqi stood in place in a daze.

There are a lot of reporters, and the people around her almost wrapped her into a zongzi, and she was sure that she couldn't get out easily, but there were more people around Huo Jingtian, and the dense black pressure of the machine made Mo Qiqi look a little numb in the bottom of her heart.

When Huo Jingtian didn't come over just now, she didn't know what the reporter asked, she was confused, but she heard the last few questions the reporter asked Huo Jingtian.

Huo Jingtian's face was pale, and he saw that the reporter was like a mouse meeting a cat, and there were so many.

Mo Qiqi bit his lip and always didn't know anything about the questions of the reporters around him, but when he was asked why he was so late and coincidentally with Huo Jingtian downstairs, he lightly hooked his lips, "This is my downstairs, isn't it normal for me to appear here?" ”

It's really to hit the nail on the head.

Everyone sighed, and more people chased after the man who pointed the microphone at the man whose face was almost frozen.

"Miss Mo, hurry up." A slightly awkward man's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and then Mo Qiqi's sleeve was also pulled by the other party.

Mo Qiqi turned around and immediately recognized that this big man was called Simon by Himeko's painting, but she forgot to ask before, when did Simon come, and she didn't know where he lived now.

"Hmm." Without extra time to hesitate, Mo Qiqi took advantage of her small size and easily got into the narrow passage that Simon opened up for her.

"Mo Dao ......" Someone wanted to chase, but Simon seemed to be unintentional, but they were all blocked, and a handsome American face sighed to the person who wanted to catch up: "There is a residential building above." The implication is that if you catch up with it again, if you are sued by the owner, you will lose a lot because of a small loss.

However, there was still a Huo Jingtian here, and the reporters who were not discouraged simply rushed to Huo Jingtian, and all kinds of voices became more and more noisy, making Huo Jingtian see that his car was close at hand, but there was no way to get into it and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

Mo Qiqi fled home with a red face all the way, Fang Qinglan and the nameless room still didn't move at all, which made her eyebrows loosen, closed the door and immediately changed the messy clothes on her body, and continued to dry her hair that was not dry.

It was a crazy night.

When she dried her hair, Lei Zhendong called, and when Mo Qiqi stood on the balcony to answer the phone, the downstairs was already calm, and I don't know how Huo Jingtian left, perhaps, tomorrow morning, the world will be her news again?

In the past, she was not used to it when she first went to country M, and then she met a gray-haired old man in Chinatown, she cried and wanted to go home to be seen by the old man, and comforted her and said that if you come, you will be safe, Mo Qiqi flipped through the empty web page, and felt that this sentence was also suitable for her now.

I don't know what the future will look like, but the blank journey must be filled in little by little, no matter what she encounters today, or how many people don't like her, but life is not for others.

Whether she is happy or not, others can't control it, and what does the happiness and anger of people she doesn't know have to do with her?

If you want everyone to recognize the value of her existence, then isn't this life too hard?