Prison Marriage

Tan Jin sat in the car, sobbing constantly, and Mo Xiangbei didn't know how to comfort Tan Jin like this. He looked at Tan Jin, and then at the road ahead. After a while, he had arrived at Mo's mansion.

"Xiao Jin, would you like to sit at my house?"

Tan Jin shook her head, looking at the heavy rain outside the window, she was a little at a loss, "I don't want to go, I think I'll go to a fun place."

Mo Xiangbei was a little confused, "What fun place?"

Tan Jin suddenly stared blankly at Mo Xiangbei, "Will you take me to the bar?"

Mo Xiangbei was a little surprised, "Are you going to the bar? Do you think bars are fun places?"

Tan Jin smiled, "Yeah, I've always thought that a bar is a magical place. No matter when I go, I can forget my troubles, and isn't it said that getting drunk can relieve all worries? I want to drink and see if it's true. You can get drunk."

Mo Xiangbei was naturally willing. He hadn't had a serious drink with Tan Jin yet, and he had been troubled a lot recently, so he just took this opportunity to spend some time alone with Tan Jin.

Mo Xiangbei looked at Tan Jin, who was huddled into a ball beside him, at this moment, he was like a wounded little rabbit, untouchable, yet making people want to cherish him.

Mo Xiangbei took Tan Jin on the road, they were going to the largest bar street in Jiangcheng, and Tan Jin just stared blankly at the neon lights along the way, washed away by the heavy rain, becoming a distant shadow.

At this time in the hospital, He Qingmao grabbed Zhao Qiancheng's collar, "You said they would go to Bar Street? How did you know?"

Zhao Qiancheng knocked He Qingzhao's hand off, "How do I know? There are only two directions to that road, one is Mo's old house, and the other is Bar Street. If you still want to keep Tan Jin's chastity, then hurry up." "

He Qingmao stood up, his head a little uncomfortable, "Zhao Qiancheng, is it you?"

Zhao Qiancheng looked at He Qingmao curiously, "What am I?"

"The employees of Fengchao Group switched jobs, did you do it?" He Qingmao rubbed his temples, "Tell me."

Zhao Qiancheng laughed, "You still care about Feng Chao at this time? Are you putting the cart before the horse? It is indeed me, but what can you do?"

"I won't do anything to you. I know that Mo Xiangbei is also involved, right? When I find you, Zhao Qiancheng, it's time for us to talk about cooperation."

He Qingmao picked up his clothes and was about to leave the hospital.

"Hey, you can't go yet, your injury is not yet." The nurse hurriedly dissuaded, but He Qingzhao glared at the nurse fiercely, and pointed to his head, "This bandage is enough!"

He Qingmao walked towards his car, the front of the car had been hit by the ground and dented, He Qingmao sat in the driver's seat, watching the heavy rain ahead.

No matter it is far away from Mo's house or the bar street, He Qingmao held the steering wheel with trembling hands, "Tan Jin, you'd better not do anything out of the ordinary."

Tan Jin and Mo Xiangbei arrived at a very noisy bar, Tan Jin's clothes were still wet, Mo Xiangbei asked Tan Jin to change one, Tan Jin refused and sat down directly.

Tan Jin still likes the atmosphere here. When she was in school, her favorite place was the most noisy bar in Bar Street.

"Whisky, thank you." The little boy at the bar couldn't help being stunned seeing Tan Jin's clothes and slim figure. He took a glass of wine, "Ma'am, that gentleman gave you this glass of wine."

Tan Jin looked at the direction the waiter was pointing at, and several men over there also looked over. Tan Jin raised his glass and drank it down.

Tan Jin looked at Mo Xiangbei, and Mo Xiangbei also raised his glass. Tan Jin clinked glasses with him and drank it down again, "Come again."

The waiter didn't know that the lady was so good at drinking, so she left a bottle of wine on the bar. Tan Jin continued to pour a glass of wine. She turned to look at the waiter, "What kind of wine do you have, why is it so tasteless?"

Mo Xiangbei took Tan Jin's hand, "Xiao Jin, don't do this, two drinks are enough." He also saw the eyes of the men around him looking at Tan Jin, and to be honest, he was a little worried.

But Tan Jin shook off Mo Xiangbei's hand as if he didn't see it, and continued to drink glass after glass of wine. Seeing this, Mo Xiangbei also sat beside Tan Jin and started drinking.

The music was too loud, and Tan Jin could only talk by roaring. Tan Jin didn't know how much he had drunk, and he seemed a little drunk. Mo Xiangbei saw that Tan Jin's eyes were a little erratic, "Xiao Jin, are you okay?" .”

"Ah? What did you say?"

The wine glass in Tan Jin's hand has never been empty. At this moment, she is still pouring herself, "What did you say?"

Mo Xiangbei put down the wine glass in Tan Jin's hand, "Come, come out with me."

Tan Jin stumbled and followed Mo Xiangbei out of the bar. The cold wind outside made Tan Jin shiver. She leaned on Mo Xiangbei's shoulder, "I want to sleep"

Mo Xiangbei hugged Tan Jin horizontally, and the drunken Tan Jin lay in his arms, a faint fragrance rushed into his nostrils, making Mo Xiangbei shiver.

Mo Xiangbei carried Tan Jin to the upstairs room. Tan Jin was lying on the spacious bed, mumbling something, "He... He Qingzhao... You bastard! You bastard!"

Tan Jin waved his hands in the air and kept talking. Mo Xiangbei held Tan Jin's hand, and covered Tan Jin with the quilt next to him. After tucking it in, he stood aside, quietly watching the flushed Tan Jin.

He leaned against the wall, not knowing what to do, he walked slowly to Tan Jin's side again, gently stroking Tan Jin's face, it was the first time Mo Xiangbei looked at Tan Jin so closely in two years.

"Xiao Jin, are you okay?"

Tan Jin didn't speak, and seemed to have fallen asleep. Mo Xiangbei brushed Tan Jin's messy hair behind his ears, "Xiao Jin, are you still unable to let go of He Qingzhao?"

Tan Jin opened her eyes and suddenly smiled, "What He Qingmao, what... what is he! What... something..."

After saying this, Tan Jin fell asleep again. The sleeping Tan Jin in front of him made Mo Xiangbei at a loss. He stood up, the air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Mo Xiangbei's head was a little dizzy.

With the smell of alcohol, Mo Xiangbei's own consciousness was a little bit unconscious. He walked to the window and opened the curtains. The heavy rain was still falling. He opened the window and lit a cigarette, hoping to wake himself up. .

He Qingzhao rushed into the old house of Mo's family and did not see Mo Xiangbei's car. The last thing he expected to happen happened without warning. He drove the car very fast and entered the noisiest car at the first moment. Based on what he knew about Tan Jin, she didn't want to go to that bar without making a fuss.

He Qingzhao rushed to the hotel on the second floor, the waiter was terrified by the posture that seemed to be eating people, she hurriedly took He Qingzhao to Mo Xiangbei's room, and He Qingzhao kicked the door open.

Mo Xiangbei stood by the window, smoking one cigarette after another, turned around to look at Tan Jin, and extinguished the cigarette in his hand.Walking to Tan Jin's side, Mo Xiangbei knelt down and caressed Tan Jin's face. He wanted to kiss Tan Jin and leave, but he didn't expect a person to break into him suddenly.

He Qingzhao pulled Mo Xiangbei up from the ground without saying anything, "You are really a gentleman! Mo Xiangbei!"

A punch hit the tip of Mo Xiangbei's nose, and Mo Xiangbei touched the remaining blood, "He Qingmao, you misunderstood!"

He Qingzhao pointed to Tan Jin who was sleeping on the bed, "Misunderstanding? Tell me, why is she so drunk on the bed? Misunderstanding? Mo Xiangbei, you'd better not do anything, otherwise, we'll see you in the prison!"

He Qingmao hugged Tan Jin and left in a hurry, Mo Xiangbei touched his nose that was bleeding from the beating, feeling a little disappointed, "Is the person Xiao Jin murmured just now really worth it?"

He Qingmao drove the car very fast, Tan Jin was still muttering, "He Qingmao, He Qingmao."

The heavy rain was still falling, and He Qingmao returned to the first courtyard. Steward Wang wanted to come over to see what happened, but he saw He Qingmao, whose head was still wrapped in a bandage, rushing in with the unconscious Tan Jin in his arms.

"Tan Jin, you better not have anything to do with him! Tan Jin"

He Qingzhao ran upstairs in three steps at a time. He kicked the door open and threw Tan Jin onto the bed.

Seeing Tan Jin's disheveled appearance, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat was slightly dry, he took off his wet clothes, and after not smoking for a long time, he also lit a cigarette and put it by his mouth, his hands trembling slightly, Tan Jin After being drenched by the rain, her consciousness was a little clear. She thought that the person who was holding her was Mo Xiangbei, so she lay on the bed and struggled desperately.

"What are you struggling with, isn't this what you want?"

He pressed Tan Jin's hand down. Tan Jin opened his eyes and saw He Qingzhao, and stopped suddenly. He Qingzhao stared at Tan Jin fiercely and said, "You crazy woman!"

"What are you doing? Let me go!" She struggled, kicking the quilt constantly, "What do you want to do?"

"Let go of you? Let go of you and go to bed with Mo Xiangbei again?"

He bullied her, and Tan Jin slowly calmed down with her cold lips. Seeing that she couldn't struggle, she stopped, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes, "He Qingmao, let me go."

He Qingmao ignored Tan Jin's begging for mercy, and all the previous matters were settled together tonight.The heavy rain outside the window continued, and there were a few thunder and lightning from time to time.

The rain stopped, did He Qingzhao faint when he looked at Tan Jin's unconscious face?He Qingmao turned sideways, his expression changed from anger and resentment just now to regret now, why did he have to be so impulsive?

But why did Tan Jin act like Mo Xiangbei? Why did she make herself so angry!
Fu turned his head to look at Tan Jin again, He Qingzhang reached out his hand, and gently stroked her face, the moisture from Tan Jin's tears just now entered the palm of his hand.

"Xiao Jin."

He Qingmao got up slowly and opened the curtains. He suddenly thought that he hadn't covered Tan Jin with a quilt yet. He turned his head, and the light outside illuminated the whole room. He Qingmao glanced at the messy bed. A gorgeous red flower bloomed on the originally clean bed sheet.

His heart twitched suddenly, was he being too rude to Tan Jin?

He returned to the bed again, covered Tan Jin tightly with the quilt, and fell asleep holding Tan Jin like this.