Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

As Lu Jingmo said, he had already walked to Ye Jiahe's side.

Seeing Wang Rou, his expression changed obviously, whether it was guilt or guilt.

And Wang Rou also looked at him, obviously just getting up.

Did the two of them actually sleep together last night?

No wonder Lu Jingmo didn't go to accompany her. It turned out that he was stopped by Ye Jiahe, a charming girl.

Wang Rou covered the darkness in her eyes, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! Jing Mo, why are there so many rashes on your neck and arms?"

As she said that, she began to cry pitifully, "No wonder your cell phone can't get through, so you are sick. Jing Mo, why didn't you tell me? Fortunately, I came by myself, otherwise, I wouldn't even think you were sick." Know."

Lu Jingmo felt that she was making a fuss out of a molehill, so he said, "It's nothing, it's just an allergy."

"Why are you allergic?"

Wang Rou immediately said: "I remember that you are only allergic to chili peppers, so I avoid chili peppers every time I cook. Doesn't Miss Ye know?"

Ye Jiahe stood aside, feeling more and more like a sinner and an outsider.

Listening to Wang Rou's accusation, she couldn't say a word.

Lu Jingmo said softly, "I'm really fine. I'll be fine after taking the medicine last night. Don't be so nervous."

"What's wrong? You see that you have rashes all over your body, and they haven't disappeared at all."

As she said that, Wang Rou held his arm as if no one was there, and said, "We must go to the hospital, otherwise I don't feel relieved."

Lu Jingmo couldn't bear to refuse her concern, after all, he promised her to accompany her last night, but let her go.

If she rejects her again this time, Wang Rou will cry again.

Just like that, Lu Jingmo changed his clothes, and Wang Rou left the villa with him on his arm.

Before leaving, Wang Rou looked back at the pale Ye Jiahe, showing a triumphant smile.

Ye Jiahe's eyes were a little sore.

From last night to now, it seems to have had a beautiful dream.

But the moment Lu Jingmo left with Wang Rou, she knew it was time to wake up from her dream!

……

Ye Jiahe stayed at home for a whole day, but Lu Jingmo did not come back.

It wasn't until evening when she heard the doorbell that her heart came alive again.

She thought it was Lu Jingmo who came back.

But after opening the door, there was this annoying face again.

"Miss Ye, no wonder Jing Mo doesn't like you."

Wang Rou squinted her eyes, not concealing her disgust and contempt at all, "Which man would like someone so unkempt at home?"

Ye Jiahe replied coldly: "If he likes me, what chance do you have? An outsider with no name and no role, didn't you rely on Lu Jingmo's liking to jump up to this point?"

Wang Rou's face immediately changed, she was extremely embarrassed.

She sneered and said, "I really don't have a status now, but I can go anywhere in Jiangcheng, big or small. I'm not like you, who kill people, get raped by the whole Internet, like a rat crossing the street, and don't even have a door." Dare to come out!"

Ye Jiahe's eyes became even darker.

Now I am cast aside by so many people, like a rat crossing the street, I dare not even go out, all thanks to Wang Rou.

Every word of Wang Rou's words pierced my heart, wishing that Ye Jiahe would die of depression because of this incident.

Finally, Ye Jiahe was speechless, and Wang Rou said with a smile that was not a smile: "I'm here to help Jing Mo get clothes. He likes to be clean the most. He lives with me. I must prepare all these for him." .”

She maintained her superficial calm, but her heart seemed to be cracked dry, bloody and bloody in pain.

Ye Jiahe blocked the door, not letting her in.

Because, she knew, where did Wang Rou come to pick up clothes?

She is clearly here to provoke!

"Step aside!"

Wang Rou said confidently: "Miss Ye, you may not be able to live in this house for long. After all, it will be mine and Jing Mo's from now on. What right do you have to block my way?"

Ye Jiahe endured it for a long time before restraining his urge to hit someone.

An inexplicable sense of powerlessness hit her, she didn't want to hold on anymore, and she didn't want to fight anymore.

Lu Jingmo is the man she will never be able to catch.

Now, she is too busy to take care of herself, she admits defeat!

For her, love is indeed a luxury.

Just like that, Ye Jiahe turned sideways, ready to let Wang Rou in.

Suddenly, a force grabbed Wang Rou's shoulder and twisted her around.

Before Wang Rou could see the person in front of her clearly, she slapped her hard across the face.

"Lingling?"

Ye Jiahe was stunned, wondering why Xia Ling came over suddenly.

Wang Rou was stunned for a few seconds. After she realized it, she looked at Xia Ling in disbelief. "You... are you the reporter who interviewed me that day?"

Wang Rou looked at her, then at Ye Jiahe, and said angrily, "Wait, I want to complain to you!"

Without further ado, Xia Ling slapped her again.

"what!"

Wang Rou screamed, she covered her face, her eyes gleamed gloomyly, "You shrew, you hit me first!"

After finishing speaking, she also rushed up and wrestled with Xia Ling.

But how could she be Xia Ling's opponent?

As soon as Wang Rou touched Xia Ling's arm, Xia Ling turned around and pressed against the wall. "I almost forgot to tell you that I have a black belt in Taekwondo, and I have been practicing since I was a child! I never thought that my self-defense skills are not used on men, but on mistresses. It can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!"

After Xia Ling finished speaking, she increased her strength, and Wang Rou screamed in pain.

"Ye Jiahe, is this the helper you found?" Wang Rou yelled, "I must tell Jing Mo, you actually tricked me! You are so despicable!"

Xia Ling tugged at her hair, gritted her teeth and said, "I knew you were a mistress. When I interviewed you, I should have exposed you on TV! You like to sue, don't you? That aunt will beat you all over the floor today Looking for a tooth, you ruined your little face! Let you seduce her husband again!"

"Ah! Don't, dare you!"

Wang Rou was so frightened that she could speak incoherently, for fear that this crazy woman would really disfigure her.

Then her career and love will be over!

Ye Jiahe was afraid that Xia Ling would do something drastic. What if he broke the law again?

She quickly stopped her and said: "Lingling, forget it, let her go. It's not worth including us in order to teach her a lesson."

"It can't be counted!"

Xia Ling twisted Wang Rou's arm like this, and ordered: "Apologize to my friend, say you are wrong, say you shouldn't be a mistress! Say you shouldn't frame Jiahe!"

Of course Wang Rou would not admit that she was a mistress.

She cried, "Jing Mo and I are the ones who truly love each other, and Ye Jiahe is the mistress! She is the mistress in love."

"How dare you say it!"

Xia Ling kicked her again and pulled her arm down.

There was only a 'click', followed by Wang Rou's screams, and her arm was dislocated...