But he knew it wasn't possible.

Chen Jiahang still had that faint smile, and it was also a sarcastic smile.

"Enough!" Mo Yixuan glared angrily, "Don't laugh!" Silly B! He never wanted to see him smile like that again.

What right does he have to laugh at himself. A stupid B, a slacker, and a poor bastard who relies on women to make money.

Chen Jiahang retracted his cold sneer, "Mo Yixuan ......." His voice was cold, even colder than Mo Yixuan's. He frowned and said: "Your ex-wife He Xiyan divorced you by agreement on December 26, 2019, and then you married your mistress Xia Yuwei and gave birth to a son, but the irony is that the child is not your own, and you are still raising it." As for your son Yuanyuan, he was taken away from Yan Yan by you by means, I think Yan Yan will commit suicide and be sold to our village by human traffickers, you are the culprit. Isn't it ridiculous that you say that you are like this? ”

Chen Jiahang said in a hoarse voice, and after speaking, he saw Mo Yixuan's face in front of him, which was still domineering just now, suddenly turned white.

Mo Yixuan's eyes widened suddenly, his chest rising and falling violently, trying his best to suppress the emotion he didn't want to show.

Under the light, his face was extremely ugly, as if he had been suddenly whitened.

Scold......

Chen Jiahang smiled again, he raised his hand that didn't lose a drip, pointed to the door again, and said: "Mo Yixuan, if I were you, I wouldn't appear in such a place, and I wouldn't continue to pester my ex-wife who has started to have a new life." Because there is no qualification.

"You're not qualified." Mo Yixuan, who was speechless, was angry like a child.

Who is he angry with, angry with the man in front of him, no, he is angry with himself. Because what Chen Jiahang said is the truth.

"Chen Jiahang......" Mo Yixuan raised his chin, and a trace of irritability flashed in his eyes, "Don't think that Yan Yan is good to you now, you can always use her." You are lazy and incapable, so you let Yan Yan make money to support you. Are you still a man? Look at the way she looks now, so tired and tired. What qualifications do you have? ”

Chen Jiahang turned his head to look at He Xiyan, who was still sleeping on the companion bed not far away, the daughter-in-law he bought for 50,000 yuan, and the woman who had lived with him for three years. He pursed the corners of his lips slightly. There was an indescribable pain and pain in his eyes.

Isn't he qualified? He thought about it for a moment.

Maybe!

But the man in front of him is even less qualified.

"Let's go." Chen Jiahang was a little tired and impatient. He had to admit that it was tiring to talk to this Mo Yixuan.

Mo Yixuan had no intention of leaving.

He continued: "Chen Jiahang, since you know Yan Yan's life experience, then you should understand what kind of life she used to live. She drove a luxury car and lived in a villa, and she was never short of money. You let her live with you in the crumbling adobe house, and you let her go out early and return late every day to make money. How selfish and incompetent you are to make a woman suffer like this. If a person like you marries a wife, you should be eliminated from society. ”

Mo Yixuan tightened his eyebrows, his heart was very uncomfortable, and such sarcastic words blurted out. However, even if he said these facts, he knew in his heart that his ex-wife was much happier now than when she was by his side, although it was hard.