I Wish Mo All the Best

Survival from a desperate situation.

This was Wang Ziying's only feeling at this time. She thought she had no way out, but she didn't expect to meet such a kind-hearted and beautiful girl suddenly. She was so excited that she covered her mouth and cried.

"If you don't like this, you live first, and don't be afraid to give it when you have enough money. I'm not a bad person, but I don't want to give the house to unreliable people. It's troublesome to live in a new house just after it's installed. I think You are clean and your child is cute..."

"I know you are not a bad person, you are a good person..." Wang Ziying said sobbingly.

Qianmo glanced at her school uniform, deepening her trust, "I'm a student of the police academy."

Regardless of whether they are students or not, for the masses, seeing this outfit means solidity and trust, and Wang Ziying Qianmo feels inexplicably relieved.

This girl is not only beautiful, but also has an indescribable feeling of comfort.

"Just do me a favor?"

Wang Ziying was overwhelmed by the flattery. She was so flattered by what he said, and she was already at the end of the road, so she couldn't wait to agree.

Qianmo wrote a rental agreement casually, and the deposit was only a symbolic amount. Wang Ziying felt that she really met a noble person today, and she regarded Qianmo as the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva, and she would answer whatever Qianmo asked her.

Qianmo saw that she asked twice if she could move in the afternoon, worried that she was being stalked by her scumbag ex-husband, so she asked.

"Why are you in such a hurry to move?"

As soon as she said this, Wang Ziying was so angry and ashamed that her face turned red.

"Forget it, it's not my unlucky co-tenant..."

Glancing at her son, the child was attracted by the beautiful room and was running from house to house. She had never lived in such a nice house since birth. Wang Ziying dared to tell her tragic experience when her son was not there.

"I share a house with a man. Usually he doesn't come home very often, but every time he comes back, he brings a woman with him, howling like ghosts and howling. My son is only 5 years old. Listen to this..."

Qianmo couldn't help but laugh, it turned out that this was the reason, so she really had to move.

These people have watched too many messy movies, and they didn't shout at the top of their voices when they really did things. She was as good as Mr. Mo in her previous life, and she didn't—cough cough.

"The key is that it's okay for a woman to shout, but he, a big man, shouted like that, really..."

man shouting? ! The corner of Qianmo's mouth twitched, it's been a long time.

"Then the woman who was with him is also evil, always bringing a bag full of disgusting things, that is, that..." Wang Ziying said a few things in a low voice with a blushing face, Qianmo raised her eyebrows.

"How do you know that such a private thing is brought by a woman?" No one can pack this in a transparent plastic bag, right?

"You don't know how arrogant that disgusting man is. He washes these things in the sink! One is more shameful than the other... I went to the toilet once and saw that the sink was soaking in that. It was crazy. I used the sink before Clean my son's sneakers!"

Wang Ziying collapsed at the thought of that scene, and couldn't stop complaining about the shameless couple.

Qianmo originally lamented how wonderful the world is, but after listening to Wang Ziying's complaints, she suddenly remembered that she had solved the case in the morning.

The bag of indescribable people who smashed Changmo has been found. The Kuo Tai said that he didn't see what kind of people he was with her husband, and Qianmo suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Could these be related?

What Wang Ziying said is "a bag cannot be described", which is a key word. After all, at this time in China, not many people use these heavy-tasting things.

"Do you remember what that woman looked like?"

"Small oval face, long curly hair, very beautiful eyes, that kind of rare eye shape, have you seen Danfeng eyes? But they are not slender Danfeng eyes, especially big or double eyelids, I can't describe it, it's like—— "Wang Ziying tried hard to recall that shameless woman in transparent pajamas, her eyes met Qianmo's face without focus.

Looking at it, she exclaimed and covered her mouth.

Seeing her dilated pupils, Qianmo seemed agitated, so she touched her face and asked. "Is there something on my face?"

Wang Ziying shook her head, and pointed at Qianmo with her mouth open, "You, you, why do you look so much like her? No, I didn't mean that, you are prettier, younger, and more comfortable than her..."

Why didn't she realize that the new landlord looked so familiar?

The landlady's beauty looks like that shameless woman, but it's no wonder she can't recognize her, her temperament is too different.

Qianmo looks exquisite and delicate, but her temperament is calm like a mature woman's. Her eyes are calm but not indifferent. How should I put it, like the first ray of dawn in early winter, refreshing and cold Without losing a trace of warmth, the breath is so clear that it makes people feel comfortable all over the body, making people want to get close to her, but they are shocked by her unique aura.

Like a spotless goddess, warm but not too much, the distance is just right.

And the woman in transparent pajamas, although her face resembled Qianmo's, but she smoked, drank and burned her head, and she had a goblin look on her face. If it was put on a TV series, Qianmo's temperament would definitely be that of a royal concubine, and that woman would be a standard concubine. Or the villain's concubine.

Wang Ziying was free-spirited that day, but Qianmo grasped the key points.

"You said she looks like me?" The woman who resembles her is older than her, could it be——

Wang Ziying's son had had enough of running around the house, so he jumped over and jumped into his mother's arms. The little guy looked at the contract on the table curiously, and pointed at Qianmo's signature proudly.

"Yes!"

There is a character in his name, and his mother taught him to write it.

Qianmo said kindly to the child. "Auntie wrote consecutive characters. This word is not true. Auntie's name is Chen Qianmo. You can call me Aunt Momo."

"Beautiful sister!" Little Huzi's sweet mouth made Qianmo happy, and he took out his pocket to touch a piece of candy for him.

The pocket is empty.

Forget it, Changmo is not by her side, no one will remember that her blood sugar is low, and no one will put sugar in her bag and clothes pocket before she goes out.

"It's Aunt Momo." Qianmo poked the child's face, suddenly feeling very sad.

If she could give birth to his child safely, the child would be as cute as a tiger. The child died accidentally after only staying in her body for two months, and she didn't even have a chance to tell him about it.

She is not a qualified girlfriend, nor is she a good mother. He should be matched with a better woman instead of her. She has nothing else to make up for him. All she can do for him is to wipe out all the people who hurt him.

Thinking of this, Qianmo wanted to ask Wang Ziying carefully what other characteristics the woman who looked like her had, but Wang Ziying said in surprise.

"Qianmo, Chen Qianmo... Ah! You are the Chen Qianmo who Lin Xiang told that woman to ruin!"