Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

She walked out, and every step she took, her heart ached.

Like being stabbed by a knife, suffocating in pain.

Once, he said in a letter that he would make a unique dress and give her the best.

Now, he does.

It's a pity that she is not me.

"Tear--"

Suddenly there was the sound of cloth being torn behind him.

Song Qianxi turned around, only to see that Song Mianmian pulled the skirt and tore the dress, the tear spread from the skirt to the thigh.

Her fair and slender legs were looming, she smiled treacherously, and raised her hand to slap herself.

Then he fell to the ground and shouted with a frightened expression, "Ah! Sister, don't hit me, I was wrong! I shouldn't doubt you... Please don't tear my skirt, brother Mo Yang gave it to me! Sister, don't Ah...please...please don't..."

The sudden change made Song Qianxi cry secretly.

Sure enough, the door of the dressing room was pushed open, and a gust of wind swept by.

When she fixed her eyes again, Ji Moyang had already run to Song Mianmian's side, hugged her, and kept comforting her: "Mianmian, don't cry, I'm here, I won't let anyone bully you!"

Except for Ji Moyang, there was no one else.

Song Qianxi immediately understood Song Mianmian's "good intentions".

Just because Ji Moyang hates her.

Song Mianmian cried like she was grasping at a straw, "Brother Moyang... the skirt is broken..."

He looked at the split skirt, and then at Song Mianmian's slightly swollen cheeks. His usually gentle and elegant face was covered with a layer of gloom. He glared at Song Qianxi with red eyes, and shouted angrily: "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

He was thinking about Song Mianmian.

Five minutes later, seeing that Song Mianmian hadn't come out, he felt worried. As soon as he walked to the door of the dressing room, he heard Song Mianmian crying.

No matter how badly Song Mianmian spoke to her, Ji Moyang never said a word of sadness and despair.

She looked at Ji Moyang, without the warmth and sunshine she remembered.

Look at the weeping pear blossom and the rainy Song Mianmian nestling in Ji Moyang's arms, provocatively raising a winner's smile.

She turned cold, bit her lower lip tightly, looked at Song Mianmian as if she had made a major decision, pretended to have a heartless smile, and said, "I don't want to argue with you when I can't make a plan.

But you were too aggressive and you attacked my friend again.Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous. I will tell everything today. "

Song Mianmian was taken aback when she heard that.

what does she mean?

Is it better to have broken jade than to be whole?

Song Qianxi walked towards Ji Moyang with an evil smile, and said casually: "Ji Shao, do you know that Song Mianmian was not the person who wrote letters to you in the past ten years? Do you know why the Song family despised you because of your congenital heart disease?"

How dare she say it!

Song Mianmian's face paled instantly, and she hurriedly interrupted, "Song Qianxi, don't talk nonsense!"

Song Qianxi didn't stop because of this, but said more sonorously, "The Song family maintains contact with the Ji family only to value cooperation, and Song Mianmian thinks you are weak and too lazy to perfuse you, so I entrust the task of writing letters to... "

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Leave the task of writing the letter to..."

"Snapped--"

In desperation, Song Mianmian slapped Song Qianxi hard, and then threw herself into Ji Moyang's arms, sobbing aggrievedly, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Ji Moyang was in a daze for a moment, who did he give the letter to?