The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 74 The Canary of the Gold Master [36]

If it was true, then the woman who took her place and took everything from her must know something.

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The old house of the Yun family.

Shen Fushui watered the flowers gracefully, but in his heart he casually calculated how long it would take for the heroine to appear in front of her.

After all, she is the heroine, so she will not be disappointed.

Sure enough, one second he was thinking about it, and the next second, Meng Qingtan was brought in by the housekeeper.

The butler knew Meng Qingtan and knew her relationship with her husband. She had been to the old house before, and the husband didn't object, so the butler naturally led people in.

As for what to do, it is beyond the housekeeper's control.

Shen Lang glanced at the housekeeper with regret, sighed slightly, and turned his gaze to Meng Qingtan.

Meng Qingtan was also looking at her at the same time.

Although this woman was beautiful in the past, she was far less seductive and tempting to commit crimes than she is now.

Meng Qingtan stared slightly and narrowed his eyes.

Also, how can a woman who can easily defeat her own means... be a good stubble.

Shen Fushui suppressed the corners of his lips that could not help but turn up, his face was indifferent, "What are you doing here?"

Meng Qingtan instantly caught a hint of guilt in her expression, understood it immediately, and sneered in his heart.

She bent her lips, and her soft and waxy voice was a little cold at this moment, "Shen Lang... the feeling of stealing other people's things, isn't it good?"

Sure enough, she saw a look of shock suddenly flashing across the eyes of the fairy-like beauty on the opposite side.

Shen Lang's eyes moved slightly, avoiding her gaze, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Meng Qingtan sneered and said, "Brother Yun, it shouldn't belong to you at all."

"...Really." The beauty lowered her eyes, playing with a small lock of hair with her slender hands.

"However," Meng Qingtan smiled, "Do you think Brother Yun really likes you?"

"..." Shen Lang pursed his lips slightly, but did not speak.

"I'm now... the art director of Xingming." She seemed to be planning to stab Shen Lang in the chest, and smiled sweetly, "You know? Brother Yun didn't hurt me even if he knew I was the one who hurt you." Sample…"

"... "

Shen Lang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the end of Yanyan's eyes quietly turned red, and then he picked up the watering can to water the flowers again as if he didn't care.

"...whatever you say."

The sourness rushed from the tip of the nose to the eye sockets, and the hand holding the watering can trembled a little.

Meng Qingtan could tell that her voice was only pretending to be calm, and she couldn't hide her tears at all.

Meng Qingtan couldn't help but want to laugh, now in her eyes, Shen Lang is a stupid woman who fell in love unilaterally, and her dazzling husband doesn't love her at all.

"On the other hand," she paused, and said slowly, "Since you got married to now, has Brother Yun brought you to any important occasions?... Do you know what this means? Now the upper circles are spreading the rumors, you are empty-handed." A good skin, but it can't stand on the stage, and it can't catch Brother Yun's heart at all... Tsk."

Extremely ironic.

She saw that the woman's face was much paler, without the slightest trace of blood, and her skin, which was already transparent and tender, suddenly became more transparent.

"..." Shen Lang raised his long eyelashes slightly, forced a smile, and said, "But in the end, he married me. I was his wife, wasn't I?"

Meng Qingtan sneered, "I snatched it from someone else, wouldn't you feel ashamed to show it off?"

"If you can," Shen Fushui casually raised his fingertips, tapped a small petal, and said in an elegant and gentle voice, "...take it back."

"..." Meng Qingtan felt that this woman was only showing a little of her true nature now.

In fact, Shen Lang was just a little impatient.

It's been so long, and the main event hasn't come yet, so should she push herself?
Meng Qingtan did have the idea of ​​doing something for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, she suppressed this idea.

She looked at Shen Lang with a sneer.

Give her a few days to enjoy life first, just a sparrow covered in phoenix skin, in the future... she will look good.

"Poor bug." Meng Qingtan snorted lightly, turned and left.

For a moment, Shen Lang seemed to have lost all his strength, and leaned on the railing in a daze, his eyes no longer anxious.

When the butler came in, he saw the always charming and dazzling wife tremblingly hiding under the flowers, her face was covered with tears, clear tears rolled down from her eyes, she clenched her knuckles tightly to prevent herself from crying.

But there were still tiny whimpers overflowing.

...When did she show such a pitiful and embarrassed look.

The housekeeper was startled, and hurried over, "Madam..."

Shen Lang looked at him, his foggy eyes were full of unbreakable large pieces of sadness, the tails of his eyes were red, and he let out a cry like a small animal.

"Please call," she let go of her hand, crying tremblingly, "call the doctor...my stomach hurts...please."

Humble to the extreme.

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When Yun Mo received the call from the old house, he thought that his little wife was acting like a baby again and wanted crispy duck.

A smile appeared in his eyes, and he was about to say that there was one in the kitchen when he was startled by the butler's heavy voice.

"...sir, ma'am she...had a miscarriage."

Yun Mo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, "...what nonsense, my wife didn't..."

"Just now," the housekeeper was full of guilt, "just now Miss Meng came to the house, and as soon as she left, my wife...bleeded a lot."

Yun Mo could no longer maintain his composure, and suddenly got up and ran out, with veins popping out of his forehead, and his voice was extremely angry, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!?"

"..." The butler didn't dare to speak.

"How is she now...?" Yun Mo quickly drove out of the car, remained silent, and didn't dare to ask.

"After Miss Meng left, the wife cried very sadly by herself... The doctor is still there, sir, listen to it yourself."

"...Call him."

The voice of the doctor on the phone came to his ears, "My wife had a miscarriage due to emotional instability, plus the lack of restraint in the usual married life... I took a sedative, and now my wife just fell asleep."

Yun Mo couldn't listen to anything anymore.

He kept speeding up, frantically wanting to return to her, hug her into his arms, then kiss the corner of her lips, and tell her that it's okay, in the future, they will have children, many, many children.

Emotional instability leads to miscarriage... The doctor said it was easy.

But he thought, to what extent must he collapse before he can't even keep the child he holds in his hands for his wife.

Meng Qingtan...damn her.

In just a few breaths, he already understood everything.

He didn't do anything to her because of brother Meng Qingtan's life-saving grace, but she relied on it and forced him to use a grand wedding to marry his hidden wife to abort.

Meng Qingtan!
His eyes were as cold as a cold pool, and he stepped on the accelerator.

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The old house of the Yun family.

Yun Mo almost rushed all the way to the master bedroom.

The beauty on the bed was as pale as paper, her eyes were lightly closed, and she fell asleep peacefully.

Even in his sleep, he clenched his hands restlessly.

The moment he saw her, his suppressed emotions finally surged out and flooded his whole body.

He staggered violently.

(End of this chapter)