Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

Liang Xinbin smiled slightly and said faintly, "I thought you could at least endure the wedding, so why can't you?"

Bailiyan was all smiled by Liang Xinbin, his smile was as cold as frost.

She hurried over and said softly, pulling on his shirt, "Pregnant women have a lot of temperament. I don't usually do it. They sprinkled soup on me. I was worried about our children, so I was anxious. ."

It was easy to pass the responsibility to others. Although the servants heard that they were wronged and forced by Bailiyan's lust, no one dared to speak up.

Liang Xinbin smiled, the complex smile has nothing to do with mood.

Bailiyan said softly, "Why are you down?"

Liang Xinbin shook his arm and shook off her hand. At this time, the man had already filled his smile and his voice became cold, "Have you moved the things in my house?"

Bailiyan knew that he was talking about what Su Nan had left before, and she pretended to be unknowingly saying, "We are getting married, and all the things are replaced with new ones, and I will lose the useless ones."

"Where did it go?" The man's voice was a little cold, but it didn't seem to matter.

Bailiyan said, "I let the servant throw away the garbage where I usually put it!"

"Go and pick it back, nothing less."

Liang Xinbin said that he brought his eyes today, and his eyes are not bottomed out under the perspective flat lens, making it impossible to see the emotions.

Bailiyan frowned, "Pick it back? Why do you pick it up after losing it?"

"Have you heard it?" Liang Xinbin said again, already clearly unhappy in his voice.

Bailiyan looked at Liang Xinbin, a little angry, "She is dead, and I will be the new owner of this place right away. Why should I keep her things?"

Liang Xinbin's cold face was extremely dark, especially a warm smile on his lips, which made Bai Liyan's heart tremble.

She had never seen Liang Xinbin's expression before. He looked at her and said faintly, "Go and pick up all the things you throw away. No less!"

"Xin Bin, what do you mean, we are getting married!" Bailiyan said in a more serious tone.

Liang Xinbin turned his eyes, "So what?"

Bailiyan's face was pale, and she looked at Liang Xinbin with surprise in her eyes, "What's that so what? Can't you forget her yet? We are getting married, and there are so many awkward things about ex-wife in the room. !"

"Go, I said to pick it up, didn't you hear it?" The loud sound of the cabinet falling on the ground was accompanied by Liang Xinbin's angry voice.

Bailiyan was shocked, Liang Xinbin's angry look was as frightening as a scourge, and the blue veins on his neck were beating.

The bloodthirsty eyes were even more terrifying, and Bailiyan was so scared that he slowly backed away, "I'll pick it up, can't I pick it up?"

After speaking, she hurriedly went out.

That night, Bailiyan stayed at the **** spot for two hours. Finally, she picked up everything she had lost without pulling.

She was already embarrassed and smelly.

Bailiyan went back to the room, took a shower and lay on the bed. She finally started crying aggrievedly.

She didn't expect Liang Xinbin to treat her like this for a few pieces of the dead's clothes. When she came back, even the servants shunned her eyes and deeply hurt her.