After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

The words of the woman behind him made Mo Beixiao's hand that was buttoning his shirt suddenly stop.

He looked back at Qin Hanshuang in surprise: "You didn't see Jiang Yi'an last night?"

Qin Hanshuang paused for a moment, then laughed: "No."

"I met Bai Ming when I was downstairs. He told me that you were too tired and had come here to rest, so I came to find you."

"When I arrived, I only saw the back of a woman walking down the stairs, and I didn't know who it was."

She lowered her head pretending to be shy, and her voice was as light as a gnat: "Then you took it away for the first time as soon as I entered the door...I didn't even think about who that woman was."

After saying that, Qin Hanshuang raised his head and glanced at Mo Beixiao, his eyes full of grievance: "Is that woman Jiang Yi'an?"

"Before I came, did you and her do anything to make me sorry?"

The woman's words made Mo Beixiao's eyes inexplicably picture him holding Jiang Yi'an last night.

At that time, he had just pulled her back from hanging outside the window. Her heart was beating rapidly and her breathing was rapid. She hugged his waist tightly and wouldn't let go...

From such a close distance, he could clearly feel the woman's body temperature and trembling.

This was the first time he held a woman like that.

"Beixiao?"

Seeing Mo Beixiao lost his mind, Qin Hanshuang's eyes flashed with resentment for a moment.

The man's thoughts were brought back.

"She encountered some danger and was injured. I rescued her and helped her treat the wound."

As Mo Beixiao spoke, he sighed and gently reached out to pat Qin Hanshuang on the shoulder: "Nothing happened between me and her, and nothing will happen in the future."

Qin Hanshuang lowered his eyes, with a hint of coldness in them.

Mo Beixiao was kept in the dark, but she knew better than anyone else that everything happened between Jiang Yi'an and Mo Beixiao!

She must get rid of Jiang Yi'an, this annoying woman, as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Mo Beixiao will be seduced by that bitch sooner or later!

At this time, Mo Beixiao's cell phone rang.

The man glanced at the phone screen.

The call was from Mr. Mo.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went to the balcony with his cell phone.

While closing the balcony door, he pressed the answer button.

The old man's smiling voice came from the other end of the phone: "Beixiao, how were you and that girl from the Jiang family last night?"

"Have you ever been gentler to others?"

Mo Beixiao was silent for a moment: "Grandpa, I'm not familiar with her. You're thinking too much."

The old man's voice on the other end of the phone became colder: "What do you mean by unfamiliarity!?"

"It's been almost 24 hours since you got your marriage certificate. Isn't this unfamiliar?"

Mo Beixiao rubbed his sore eyebrows and comforted in a low voice: "Grandpa, you have to give me a process to develop a relationship with her."

The old man obviously didn't like this: "You brat, since you agreed to marry me, don't pretend to be a gentleman to me!"

"How many days do I have to live? Can't I see that Xiaozhou has a younger brother or sister before I die?"

"I don't care, you must quickly become a real couple with that girl from the Jiang family!"

"It's six o'clock in the morning. Before eight o'clock, I want to see you holding that girl's hand and coming to the hospital to see me!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone forcefully without even giving Mo Beixiao time to refuse.

Listening to the beeping busy tone on his cell phone, Mo Beixiao couldn't help but frown.

Over the years, he has dominated the shopping malls and the business world, and has always been decisive in turning the tide.

But in front of the old and young at home, he really had no choice.

One is raised by him, and the other is raised by him. Both have to be pampered and tolerated.

Thinking of this, the man sighed, put away the phone and returned to the room.

At this time, Qin Hanshuang had already cleaned up all the traces of last night in the room.

After throwing the women's socks that did not belong to her into the trash can, Qin Hanshuang took a deep breath and turned to look at Mo Beixiao: "Beixiao, can you accompany me today..."

"I'm going to the hospital to see grandpa later."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mo Beixiao's deep voice: "Let your best friend accompany you."

The smile on Qin Hanshuang's face froze: "Then shall I accompany you to see grandpa?"

"It's been a long time since I..."

Mo Beixiao frowned: "Grandpa asked me to take Jiang Yi'an."

After saying that, he took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to her: "Take your bestie out for some fun."

Qin Hanshuang couldn't hold his smile anymore.

She didn't take the black card and raised her eyes to look at Mo Beixiao, her eyes full of grievance and sadness: "We just..." last night

"Can't you just stay with me?"

……

Jiang Yian had just come out of the clinic when he received a call from Mo Beixiao.

The wounds she made on her legs with a knife last night ranged from deep to shallow. The deep ones were torn open when she and Mo Beixiao were rolling on the bed, and blood was oozing out.

The doctor at the clinic almost called the police when he saw her wounds.

When they learned that she had inflicted these wounds on her own, the doctor suspected that she had a mental problem. After suturing and repairing the wounds, the doctor forced her to undergo psychological counseling for a long time before allowing her to leave the clinic.

Dragging his painful thigh out of the clinic, Jiang Yi'an lamented that there are many good people in this world, and at the same time admired himself in his heart for being able to hurt himself like this.

Of course, she admired Mo Beixiao even more for how he could act so fiercely in the face of such a woman covered in blood.

Although she has no memory of what happened last night, she still remembers how brave Mo Beixiao was last night.

Compared with Mo Nanze five years ago, he is only stronger but not weaker.

They really are two brothers.

Just as Jiang Yi'an was sighing, her cell phone rang.

The woman frowned and picked up the phone without even looking at it: "Who is it?"

"Mo Beixiao."

Hearing this voice, Jiang Yian's legs went weak and he almost fell down.

Why is this man calling her at this time?

Could it be that when he woke up he found that she had run away and wanted to settle the score with her?

She held on to the lamppost on the side of the road and said in a weak voice, "Are you... okay?"

The man's voice on the other end of the phone was cold and without warmth: "Where?"

Jiang Yian's hand holding the phone tightened slightly.

This man doesn't really want to settle a score with her, does he?

We are all adults, you and I are willing to do it, why can’t we have fun like this?

Seeing Jiang Yian's silence, Mo Beixiao's voice on the other end of the phone was a bit impatient: "Grandpa asked me to take you to meet him."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Yian's worried heart relaxed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the curb and reported her location.

"In front of the clinic?"

The man's voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment: "Your injury hasn't healed yet?"

Jiang Yi'an replied angrily: "What do you think?"

I don’t know what difficult position this man used last night. Her wounds were obviously scabbed last night and he tore them open on the bed.

He didn't even see the blood on the bed?