You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 139 The bastard laughs, the idiot cries

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Mo Mengchen would not think that Madeira stayed here because she didn't want to take a vacation, she could go to other places, even if she didn't go home, she should have other things to do.

There can only be one explanation for a woman who is so full of energy and never seems to get discouraged to suddenly become the most depressed person in the world: she has encountered a major blow.

Based on Mo Mengchen's understanding of her, if there is anything in the world that can hit this brainless and optimistic woman, it must be betrayal from others.

Seeing her appearance, Mo Mengchen could easily imagine that scene in his mind.

This fool wanted to surprise that scumbag, she went home secretly, and then saw the live-action version of "Husband, Please Forgive Me" at home.

Mo Mengchen had discovered this a long time ago, and he didn't say it out because he had no evidence and only made an inference through his own observation, although his inference never missed it.

By not speaking out, it is because I don't want to interfere with other people's privacy, and it is also to teach Madeira a lesson.

Such a woman has to hurt her severely so that she can learn to be smart.

Mo Mengchen originally thought that when Madeira found out about this, he would laugh at her severely, sprinkle a handful of salt on her wounds or do something worse, but now he only thinks about this optimistic fool When can cheer up.

"Want a drink?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Madeira wiped her eyes, and Mo Mengchen pretended that it was not her tears, but eye droppings, yes, it was eye droppings, optimistic fools would not cry in front of others.

"No one drives when I'm drunk," Medela said.

So you think I can't drive, right?
Mo Mengchen said: "I can drive it myself."

"It's too much, won't you drink with me?" Madeira said.

Mo Mengchen is an upright man, at least he thinks so: "No, bad things will happen if lonely men and widows drink together."

"Something bad?" Madeira asked, "What?"

Idiot, lack of common sense must have a limit, right?Don't tell me you haven't seen the movie. In your American movies, the men and women meet in a bar first, one or both of them have a sad experience, get drunk, shoot a gun while drunk, and it's over. Xia Nieyuan is entangled endlessly.

No, it seems that movies all over the world like this set?
So alcohol is still the fertilizer that makes the seeds of love take root?
So praise alcohol?
I can go to yours!

Madeira will never know how frequent Mo Mengchen's mental activities are, she only knows that he, the boss, knows her very well.

Actually just by observation, she knew that she was very sad and needed to drink.

nonsense, you are all like this
"Where shall we drink?" Madeira asked.

Mo Mengchen didn't know either. Although he played in the NBA for a year, he and his teammates didn't seem to get together much in private.

Mo Mengchen is very busy every day. He goes to the hospital in the morning, trains in the afternoon, and competes in the evening. If there is no competition, he may practice extra for himself, so he has no time to spend time and drink.

"Let's go, stroll around casually, let's buy some wine and go back, and I will cook some side dishes."

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Am I nice to you?
That's a really low requirement.Mo Mengchen thought to himself, and said: "Even if it is the ugliest puppy in the world, if it is very sad in front of me, I will consider buying a ham sausage for it, don't think too much, that's how I am Kind."

If even people like you are talking about kindness, the earth is a beautiful world.

Madeira complained in her heart.

"Mo, haven't you left yet?"

The embarrassing thing was not meeting Sievers, but the embarrassing thing was letting Sievers see that he was accompanied by a woman who was a bit stupid, but she couldn't see it on the surface, and she looked a lot like Rachel McAdams.

The most embarrassing thing was that Mo Mengchen didn't know why he was embarrassed.

By the way, McAdams still doesn't know where to wear crotch pants, so Madela should not be recognized.

"Just going." Mo Mengchen said.

Sievers looked at Madeira and asked, "Is this your girlfriend?"

Obviously she is not, she has a natural sense of weakness around Mo Mengchen, she will always be a head shorter, even if she is depressed now, the gap in status is still reflected in all aspects.

"She is my assistant, and now I have some emotional problems, I want to take her for a drink." Mo Mengchen said.

Sievers worried about how they would get home drunk.

Mo Mengchen said: "I don't have emotional problems, I don't know how to drink, don't worry."

"Then see you tomorrow."

"No, I won't come to the hospital tomorrow, I had three surgeries today."

"Then see you the day after tomorrow."

"Noah, the end of the season doesn't mean that I have a lot of time to come to the hospital. I will still come every two or three days as before. When I arrange the offseason plan, maybe it will be more regular."

Sievers took another look at McAdams, who was far too pretty for an assistant's standards.

"Martin is very interested in your thesis, and he asked me to remind you again that we only have three months." Sievers said.

Mo Mengchen waved his hand and said goodbye: "Remember to call me when you get rid of the dark circles under your eyes, I guarantee that I have finished writing by then."

Sievers wanted to take off his high heels and smash them in Mo Mengchen's face.

"Okay, bye."

"Goodbye."

"Where are we going?" Madeira asked in the car.

Mo Mengchen said, "Go and have a drink."

One kilometer near Garleton, Mo Mengchen found an unpopular bar.

His presence has the bartender screaming.

There are still many guests who want to sign autographs.

"Sorry, I don't want to sign today, but I can buy you a drink. My only request is that you don't disturb me. You know I lost. I want to have a quiet time and have a drink with this beautiful lady."

In public, he is always so decent.

Ignorant fans don't know how mean Mo Mengchen is in private, because he always shows his best side to these strangers who will wholeheartedly help them cheer.

Anyway, this is purposeful and understandable, the most incomprehensible existence are those who lose their temper with the people around them because of trivial things, but show kindness to strangers for no reason.

"Vodka, with ice!"

Madeira calls the shots like a queen.

Mo Mengchen knew that she could drink well, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

It was a whole big glass, and she drank it directly.

"Continued Cup!"

she yelled.

"Keep your voice down, he's not deaf." Mo Mengchen reminded.

Madeira drank four cups in a row, and Mo Mengchen estimated that her weight had increased by at least half a catty. In the past 5 minutes, she downed more than [-] grams of vodka in one go.

Massive.

Mo Mengchen sighed in his heart.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Madeira asked suddenly.

Mo Mengchen drank ice water and said, "There are many things I didn't tell you, which one are you referring to?"

"You already knew about Jeffrey's betrayal of me, didn't you?" Madeira was a little drunk, and her eyes had no sense of dignity, she questioned Mo Mengchen like a policeman.

When she witnessed what Malinger and Bain did, she was first outraged, then sad, and then the two questions Mo Mengchen asked her in the morning came to mind.

He shouldn't have asked these two questions. She didn't care at first, thinking it was just a casual question. This incident gave her another opinion.

No matter what the reason was, Mo Mengchen must have known about it.

"It can't be said that I knew it a long time ago. It's not rigorous," Mo Mengchen said. "It's just a guess. I don't have any evidence. Now it seems that I guessed it right. If you are angry about it, I am sorry, but no Will apologize."

Madeira said excitedly: "Even if it is a guess, you can tell me in advance! This is very important to me! Your guess has never been missed!"

Madeira leaned close to Mo Mengchen's face, screamed loudly, and sprayed his face with saliva.

Everyone looked over.

Mo Mengchen got up and said: "It seems that I can't invite everyone to drink. I want to reserve the room. Everyone's bills will be transferred to me. Please leave. I have something to discuss with this lady, thank you."

Undoubtedly.

The waiter notified the boss, who was also a Pistons fan. When he heard that Mo Mengchen was coming, he made another request and agreed without hesitation.

Within a few minutes, Mo Mengchen and Medela were the only ones left in the bar that had about ten customers.

"My guess has never been wrong, it's true."

Mo Mengchen affirmed what Madeira said, but he hasn't finished yet.

"You also said that this is very important to you. If I mention it to you rashly, you will not believe it first, and then start to doubt it. No, no, you idiot will not doubt it. You will ask that scum face to face. Will he admit it? He'll quibble, he'll contradict, he'll doubt my motives, he'll do anything to prove his innocence and most of all, he'll be vigilant and you probably never will Find out he betrayed you."

Mo Mengchen suddenly wanted to drink, anyway, this place is only one kilometer away from home.

He simply poured out the ice water: "Give me a glass of vodka."

"So you're still doing it for my own good?"

Madeira looked at her eagerly, her eyes were moist and misty, and there might be unstoppable drops of water at any time.

"When did you find out?"

"When I took you home for the first time."

"He may have betrayed me earlier. You have concealed it from me for so long, and let me stay with him for so long like a fool. You still say it's for my own good?"

Madeira cursed while crying: "You are the worst bastard in the world!"

Mo Mengchen would not let this silly woman scold him just because she encountered sad things.

"Well, the world's worst asshole is crying over the world's dumbest idiot right now."

Mo Mengchen said mockingly, and took a small sip of wine.

This wine is slightly bitter.

(End of this chapter)