Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

Qian Mengxue laughed with great pride, she looked at Baili Lingyan condescendingly, "Don't say, I'm really surprised that you can learn so well now. However, even if you kneel and die here, I'm afraid that It’s just for self-humiliation. Get out of my house quickly."

Baili Lingyan gritted her teeth, she said fiercely, "Little bitch, don't be arrogant. You have today only because of conflicts between us. My husband will look at you? You are more than my toe However. He thinks it is too late for you to be dirty."

Baili Lingyan's words stung Qian Mengxue, she raised her hand and gave Baili Lingyan a mouth.

"At this low level, the mouth is so unforgiving."

Baili Lingyan looked at Mo Qianshan, his eyes closed slightly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Come on, kick her out of me and forbid her to come in again."

Qian Mengxue gave orders.

The bodyguard dragged Baili Lingyan out, no matter how she struggled or shouted, Mo Qianshan never opened her eyes.

The room fell silent, Qian Mengxue walked up to Mo Qianshan, squatted beside him, put his hands on his knees, and said softly, "She's gone, don't be angry..."

When Mo Qianshan opened his eyes, he severely slapped Qian Mengxue's face with a slap.

Qian Mengxue immediately became confused, "Why hit me?"

The anger in the man's eyes did not disappear, "I think you have forgotten your identity, and you really regard yourself as the hostess here."

The big hand squeezed Qian Mengxue's cheek fiercely, "Even if she is unbearable, she is still my Mo Qianshan woman, do you have a share of it?"

Qian Mengxue was so scared that she quickly said softly, apologized,

Mo Qianshan let go of her and said with disgusted eyes, "Old Yan, give her money and send someone to send her away."

Old Yan nodded, "Yes."

He sent Qian Mengxue away and returned to the hall, "Master, madam... she didn't go, she is still kneeling outside the gate!"

Mo Qianshan took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, his voice was low and helpless, "Why does she bother now?"

"Master, do you have to do this? If it doesn't work, we will go back to the United States. How happy you lived in the United States before, and I am really sad to see you and your wife now."

Old Yan tried to persuade Mo Qianshan.

Mo Qianshan shook his head slowly, "I can't go back! Some things will be difficult to recover after they happen. If my mother didn't...maybe everything would not be so sad."

He got up and looked at the old words with bloodshot eyes, "Old words, but there is no if. They did too many wrong things, not that I can't forgive, but that I can't face it. Do you know? Every day I close my eyes and my mind Is there something flashing in it?"

The old saying did not speak, but listened quietly.

Mo Qianshan walked slowly, with some trembling steps, Lao Yan hurriedly handed him a cane.

"I saw them collecting my body for me and burying it, seeing Beibei in handcuffs in jail and causing bullying, and seeing Xiaoyu lying in the hospital with his leg broken."

He stopped, lit a cigarette, and then leaned against the window to look outside, "I owe them too much. I'm afraid I won't be able to change it in this lifetime."

"However, I chose that woman myself. Even if she does something wrong, anyone can abandon her, but I can't."

Old Yan didn't understand what Mo Qianshan meant.

"Master, what do you mean... I let Madam in?"

Old Yan said suspiciously.