Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

After Song Hanqing went out, he went to Jiang Ji's house by himself.

Jiang Ji's house is nearby, only a few minutes' drive away.

As soon as he entered Jiang Ji's house, a beautiful woman in a suspender skirt came down from his upstairs.

The beauty has a good figure, but she is full of wind and dust.

Song Hanqing watched, and immediately frowned uncomfortably.

On the other hand, when the beauty saw Song Hanqing, she immediately smiled and leaned over.

"Isn't this Young Master Song~"

The beauty is Jingjing, a senior hostess in an entertainment club. She met Song Hanqing at a certain reception before, so she naturally recognizes Song Hanqing.

As Jingjing said, she was about to move towards Song Hanqing.

Song Hanqing was so frightened that he took a step back and threw the woman away.

He hated these playful women the most.

"Ah!" Jingjing was pushed directly to the corner of the table by Song Hanqing.

Jiang Ji upstairs heard the sound and hurried down, and couldn't help frowning at this scene.

Jiang Ji only had a bath towel around his body, and his upper body was covered with water stains, so it could be seen that he was taking a bath.

What these two have just done is self-evident.

"Jiang Shao~" Jingjing was a little annoyed by Song Hanqing's push, and turned to Jiang Ji for comfort.

Jiang Ji coaxed Jingjing, "Let's stop here today! You go back first, and I'll contact you~"

As Jiang Ji said, he casually took a card from the cabinet next to him and stuffed it into Jingjing's suspender skirt.

Jingjing saw it, and hurriedly leaned forward and kissed Jiang Ji on the face, "Thank you Young Master Jiang~"

"Then I'm leaving~Trojan horse~"

As Jingjing said, she hurriedly walked towards the door. When Song Hanqing passed by, she shrank in fear.

Song Hanqing lowered his face, and glanced at Jiang Ji who was full of smiles, "Do you know what you do to Tang Wu?"

Jiang Ji:.
"Can't you not mention her?" Jiang Ji lost his face, went to the sofa and sat down swaggeringly, looking at Song Hanqing quietly, "I don't have the hobby of being devoted."

As Jiang Ji said, he pinched the decanter next to him with his slender fingers, poured two glasses of red wine, handed one of them to Song Hanqing, and raised his eyebrows slightly at him, "It's you who have loved Qin Yu wholeheartedly for so many years. Such a wealthy family, your kind is called a miracle!"

"But it's a pity! If it weren't for Hua Mo, you and Qin Yu would have a beautiful marriage."

When Hua Mo was mentioned, Hua Mo's lifeless face appeared in front of Song Hanqing's eyes again, and his anger began to spread everywhere again.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

When I saw the call girl just now, I could think of Hua Mo.

Hua Mo is definitely not so frivolous, she has a good family education, she never makes a sound when eating, she never talks too much when there are guests, she doesn't act like a baby, she is always indifferent, and stubborn like a cow.
Thinking that his mind was full of Huamo, Song Hanqing frowned tightly.

Jiang Ji stared at Song Hanqing, slightly raised his thin lips, and suddenly asked, "Old Song, do you love her?"

"Or, are you in love with her?"

Song Hanqing heard the words, his eyes suddenly said, and he put the red wine glass on the table with a bang, "Jiang Ji, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Ji smiled sarcastically, "I was just joking."

"Are you overly nervous?"

Song Hanqing clenched his fists tightly.

It is impossible for him to fall in love with Hua Mo.

It's impossible!

She is a murderer.

It was she who killed grandma.

Jiang Ji sighed softly, glanced at Song Hanqing and coughed softly, "Actually! You grew up with Qin Yu's childhood sweetheart, there are some things I shouldn't say."

"But I feel that Hua Mo is actually more suitable for you. I haven't had any negotiations with her, but from the only discussions I have, she has a good personality, elegant and quiet, and Qin Yu is also good, but I always feel that she has some scheming."

"Shut up!" Song Hanqing looked at Jiang Ji angrily, "Hua Mo is the one who has the scheming!"

"Jiang Ji, I don't know what ecstasy soup that woman gave you, but you actually spoke for her! But Qin Yu, if she hadn't saved my life several times, I would have died long ago! I don't allow you to say that about her !"

Jiang Ji hesitated to speak.

Although Qin Yu did save him several times, every time he lost a lot of blood, it was Hua Mo's blood that was drawn.

Who is saving whom!

Jiang Ji sighed silently in his heart.

Song Hanqing stopped talking to Jiang Ji, turned around and walked out.

Hilltop Villa.

Hua Mo hugged her knees and nestled in the corner of the room. Her hair was scattered and her tears had already dried up.

She wanted to escape, but Song Hanqing arranged bodyguards around the villa. On the surface, Song Hanqing let her recuperate here, but in fact it was no different from locking her here.

Hua Mo stared at the front with a haggard face, his mind was full of his brother Hua An.

She has to get out as soon as possible.

If Hua An couldn't contact her, he didn't know what he would do!
is depressed.

Suddenly, a black cat jumped in from the window.

The little black cat has a pair of amber eyes, and the moonlight shines on it, making its fur very shiny.

Looking at the little black cat, Hua Mo couldn't help walking over barefoot and hugging it.

The little black cat seemed to have a telepathy with her, suddenly meowed, and rubbed against her arms coquettishly.

Hua Mo looked at it and grinned.

In the past, she also liked to lean against her parents and act like a baby.

But later.

After her parents left, no one could make her act like a baby anymore.

She must become stronger so that she can protect her brother and herself!

The little black cat in Hua Mo's arms suddenly flinched.

She lowered her head, smoothed its fur, and murmured, "Is it cold?"

"I'll sleep with you~"

Hua Mo smiled, hugged the little black cat and went to bed together, carefully put the cat aside, leaned on it and finally closed his eyes and fell into a dream.

But not a few minutes of sleep.

The door suddenly rang.

Hua Mo was startled, and in his sleep, he frowned unsteadily.

Song Hanqing pushed open the door and walked to the bed, flicked on the light, looked at Hua Mo who was lying on the bed curled up like a baby, his pupils shrank sharply.

She is sound asleep!
Song Hanqing sat down by the bed, and directly held Hua Mo's wrist with his big hand.

The little black cat was frightened, let out a meow, and then jumped out of the window.

Song Hanqing's face darkened, he stared at her and gave her a fistful.

Hua Mo thought it was the little black cat that was moving, so he held Song Hanqing's hand in his little hands and whispered, "Little black, don't move around!"

She held down his hand, grabbed his hand and put it on her cheek.

The wound on her right side has not healed yet. Although the wound is not deep, it still hurts when pressed.

It seemed to be in some pain, Hua Mo frowned.

Song Hanqing just sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her flawless face. He never thought that one day in the future, there would be a scar on it.
After several days of mental breakdown, Hua Mo hadn't had a good night's sleep.

She finally fell asleep that night, and when she woke up the next day, she was still a little dizzy, and she sat up propped up, looking around for the little black cat.

She was able to sleep so well last night, thanks to it.

It's so warm!

Hua Mo searched for a long time but couldn't find the little black cat. Thinking that this place is a hilltop villa with mountains everywhere, he guessed where the little wild cat came from, so he stopped looking.

She herself was imprisoned here, why bother to bring it to suffer with her!

Hua Mo shook his head and smiled wryly.

I was about to go back to the room again.

Sudden.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Hua Mo was frightened and was taken aback.

After a moment of daze, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Then, Song Hanqing came out of the bathroom with his upper body bare and a bath towel tied on his lower body.

Song Hanqing's figure is very good, with a standard golden ratio body, his eight-pack abdominal muscles are arranged in an orderly manner, his shoulders and neckline are smooth, his skin color is fair, but it's not that sickly white, it's very healthy, he The facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, like carved portraits.

Hua Mo stared at Song Hanqing's perfect figure and was stunned for a moment.

What followed was endless fear.

Why is he here?