After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

How can someone be so thick-skinned that they dare to speak nonsense after being exposed?
She wanted to fight back immediately.

Unexpectedly, Father An, who had always been reticent, said: "Miss Xue, I advise you to think carefully before speaking."

Father An's face was stern, his majestic appearance resembled An Zhengye's, Xue Jingrou was a little frightened.

"Let's not mention the funds that the Xue family has taken from An's family these years." Father An said with a cold face, "Simply saying that Zhengye almost responds to your requests, how dare you be so greedy."

After speaking, a trace of disgust flashed in Father An's eyes.

Xue Jingrou was provoked again, and said sarcastically: "What is that little money, you don't want to get rid of me easily, even if you want to get rid of me, at least one billion!"

Her ferocious appearance made everyone startled, Xue Jingrou had always been elegant and polite in front of them, but now seeing her like this, they were a little surprised.

Mo Xiaoyu had seen her true face a long time ago, but she was just a little surprised that she stopped pretending.

"You really dare to speak, one billion?" Mo Beidou was the first to react, and said with a sneer, "You are simply dreaming."

"Stop yelling here. This is a matter between me and An's family. What has it to do with you!" Xue Jingrou roared viciously: "You dare to speak again, be careful, I want you to look good."

"Oh, I'm so scared." Mo Beidou pretended to be scared, and patted his chest pretendingly.

Immediately, the expression on his face changed, and he said with disdain: "You have framed my sister several times, and my Xiaoyu hasn't asked you for mental damages yet, and we don't ask for much, just one billion. "

"I've been waiting for An Zhengye for eight years." Xue Jingrou was so angry that she immediately argued, "Mo Xiaoyu has only known him for less than three years, so why ask me for money?"

Just as Mo Beidou was about to refute, he suddenly heard An Zhengye questioning in a cold voice: "Did you tamper with Xiaoyu's car?"

Maybe I was stimulated too much today.

Xue Jingrou smashed the jar, sneered, and simply admitted: "That's right, I did it."

Under An Zhengye's incredulous gaze, he sneered, "Who told you to waver between us, I have no choice but to help you make a choice. I just want Mo Xiaoyu to disappear."

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid, to save Mo Xiaoyu..."

"Enough!" An Zhengye interrupted Xue Jingrou coldly.

Xue Jingrou was terrified, having never seen such a terrifying look in An Zhengye's eyes.

"As long as you don't pester us anymore, I can say that these things are not the past, and it will be my compensation to you for these years."

"Ye..." Xue Jingrou was stunned.

"Don't call me, you understand what I'm saying." There was ice in An Zhengye's voice, and he looked at her like looking at a stranger: "I don't want to see you again, get out of here immediately."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head indifferently, as if looking at it again would stain his eyes.

Xue Jingrou froze, at this moment Xu Wei said indifferently and politely: "Miss Xue, I advise you to go, you know Mr. An's methods."

Xue Jingrou couldn't help shivering, she was so angry that she was dying, but she didn't dare to shout anymore, and walked out of the ward full of unwillingness.

As soon as she left, the ward was silent for a few seconds.

Only then did An's mother realize, she frowned and said, "Zhengye, you just let her go like this, it's too cheap for her."

Father An didn't speak, but frowned tightly, obviously disapproving.

"I will withdraw the capital from Xue's." An Zhengye said flatly.

"Divestment is certain. My concern is Xiao Yu. You have to explain to her." Mother An frowned.

"That's right, Xiao Yu was close to death today." Mo Beidou obviously disagreed, and said angrily, "I don't agree with letting her go so lightly!"

An Zhengye couldn't help frowning, and began to think about Mo Beidou's words.

But Mo Xiaoyu stood up, she shook her head: "It's okay, it's not important, it's fine to deal with it like this."

"It doesn't matter why, I have to avenge this hatred." Mo Beidou said indignantly.

"It's really not necessary." Mo Xiaoyu's expression was very flat.

Her expression was calm, and Mo Beidou's mind gradually calmed down.

In fact, when Mo Xiaoyu heard that Xue Jingrou dared to admit it, she was also very angry.

The first reaction is to want revenge.

But what about after thinking about revenge?

Xue Jingrou comes back with revenge?

Then she will find a way to find out and take revenge?

Wouldn't that be a vicious circle, and she would be no different from Xue Jingrou.

Mo Xiaoyu felt terrible when he thought about it.

As the old saying goes, when is it time to repay grievances.

Coupled with An Zhengye's warning, I believe she would not dare to do anything wrong again.

Not to mention there are so many beautiful things in life.

She didn't want to waste time on Xue Jingrou.

"The most important thing is that An Zhengye and I are fine." Mo Xiaoyu said calmly, "I don't want to drive her to a dead end, nor do I want to become like her."

"Xiao Yu is right." Mother An sighed.

"None of us can see clearly like Xiao Yu." Father An praised.

Mo Beidou also sighed: "Brother is narrow-minded."

Xu Wei also admired her. Ms. Mo is indeed a person with great sentiments.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed: "I'm just expressing my thoughts at the moment, it's not as good as what you said."

"You child is too modest." Mother An said appreciatively.

Mo Beidou leaned over and wanted to speak, but An Zhengye suddenly coughed.

For no apparent reason, he raised his head, met An Zhengye's gaze, and instantly understood.

"Ah, Mom and Dad are calling." Mo Beidou pretended to take out his mobile phone: "I still have to go back and explain clearly, I'm leaving first."

After Mo Beidou finished speaking, he blinked at Xu Wei, glanced at the door, turned and left.

Xu Wei understood it instantly, and said immediately: "Today's matter has not had time for public relations, I have to go back to the company quickly, Mr. An, I will take a step first."

After finishing speaking, Xu Wei left in a hurry, as if he had something to do.

"We also have to go home and put our luggage." An's mother also understood: "Xiao Yu, Zheng Ye will be taken care of by you."

An's mother said, took An's father's hand and walked towards the door.

"Brother, Assistant Xu, Auntie..." These people walked so fast that Mo Xiaoyu didn't keep anyone.

Once the four left, only Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye were left in the room.

Mo Xiaoyu's hand was still in An Zhengye's, she suddenly felt hot and wanted to pull it out.

An Zhengye had no intention of letting go after grabbing it firmly, and said displeasedly, "You still want to escape?"

"No, I want to see a doctor for you." Mo Xiaoyu was a little shy.

"I don't want a doctor, I just want you..."

Mo Xiaoyu's cheeks flushed instantly, and just as he was about to find a place to hide, An Zhengye continued, "I'm fine here."

So the combination is "As long as you are here, I will be fine."

Just as Mo Xiaoyu wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly blushed again.

It's even ambiguous!

How can he be so flirtatious!
Mo Xiaoyu's little heart was beating wildly.

It suddenly occurred to me that An Zhengye was so good at teasing, couldn't it be out of practice?

Don't even think about the training object, it must be that scheming bitch.

Mo Xiaoyu's beating heart instantly cooled down, his small mouth pouted, and his face was full of unhappiness.

An Zhengye was still admiring Mo Xiaoyu's rouge cheeks and shy expression, but just as he was about to continue teasing her, Mo Xiaoyu's face changed, turning a little ugly.

"What's wrong?" An Zhengye asked with concern, could it be something uncomfortable?

Today is Xiaoyu's follow-up visit, and she hasn't had time to do the checkup yet.

Ignoring the pain in his body, An Zhengye wanted to get up immediately.

"What are you moving about?" Mo Xiaoyu panicked and asked hurriedly.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are the wounds on your body still not healed?" An Zhengye asked with concern.

Mo Xiaoyu's heart warmed up. She never thought that An Zhengye would be like this and still care about her so much.

"No, I'm not uncomfortable, my wound has healed long ago."

"Then why is your face so ugly?" An Zhengye didn't believe it.

"It's not because of my wound." Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little twitchy.

"Why is that?" An Zhengye was puzzled.

Mo Xiaoyu bit Zuichun, really didn't know how to say it.

The more she behaved like this, the more impatient An Zhengye became.

"What's going on?" he asked with concern.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't find an excuse, so he just gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and said loudly: "I think your love words are nice, I thought you told others, I, I am not happy!"

Mo Xiaoyu closed his eyes and waited, ready to be laughed at by An Zhengye.

Unexpectedly, An Zhengye hugged her into his arms.

Mo Xiaoyu opened his eyes in a daze, and looked up at An Zhengye.

An Zhengye just lowered his head, and the two looked at each other.

His eyes were deep and beautiful, and her shadow was reflected in his dark pupils.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help sinking in, An Zhengye suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and laughed.

His voice was originally deep and pleasant, although it became a little hoarse because of falling into the water, not only was it not unpleasant, it also added a touch of sexiness, accompanied by a low laugh, which was unusually seductive.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Xiaoyu blushed again.

"I laugh at you as a little fool." An Zhengye's eyes were full of doting.

"You are the fool, and your whole family are fools." Mo Xiaoyu reflexively said.

After finishing speaking, she was a little annoyed, didn't she scold An's father and An's mother too.

Just as he was about to apologize, An Zhengye smiled again.

"Okay, my wife is a fool, and I am a fool, and we happen to be a couple."

"Who is your wife!" Mo Xiaoyu said coquettishly, her entire face flushed.

"You." An Zhengye tapped the tip of Mo Xiaoyu's nose: "You said it before, I'm still your husband."

Mo Xiaoyu froze for a moment, his dull brain instantly recalled what he had said before.

When she hated Xue Jingrou, she seemed to have indeed said that An Zhengye was still her husband.

Unexpectedly, An Zhengye could still remember so clearly.

"That's irritating, it doesn't count." Mo Xiaoyu said foolishly.

A trace of helplessness flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, there was really nothing he could do about Mo Xiaoyu.

Why didn't he realize before that the little woman's ability to evade and play tricks is first-rate.

Sighing, An Zhengye said slowly, "I haven't talked to anyone else."