After the rebirth, I divorced the scumbag

The white street lamp fell into the car, casting a light field, and the part that was not illuminated by the light reflected a quiet dark blue.

Mu Qing sat in the shadows, her eyes were distant and clear, "Mr. Mo has no position to ask my personal questions."

Mo Xiaoyuan stared at her closely.

At this moment, there was no smile on the woman's face, as if she was facing the most powerful enemy, all the muscles in her body were tense, showing sharp thorns all over her body, and she refused his approach.

If he hadn't seen her laughing in front of other men just now, he would probably have thought that she was a woman who rejected people thousands of miles away.

Recalling the scene he saw just now, he suddenly pulled his lower lip, "Mu Qing, it's not enough for you to seduce me, do you want to seduce someone else?

"The one who drives the Mercedes-Benz is richer than me, or does it harder than when I fucked you?"

What he said out of anger fell into Mu Qing's ears and became a naked humiliation.

She slowly tightened her hands on her knees, and a smile appeared on her clean and pretty face, "He's not as rich as you, but he's better than you. He won't raise one and marry another woman.

"As for whether the life is good or not, I will not know until I try it myself tonight."

After her words fell, the air in the car instantly dropped to freezing point.

Mo Xiaoyuan's eyes set off turbulent waves, which was the prelude to the storm, "Are you still going to find him?"

The smile on Mu Qing's face was even worse, hiding her sorrow, "Didn't Mr. Mo say that I was seducing him? What if I don't make it to the end?

"It just so happened that you caused me to lose my job in the company, and now I'm worrying about having no money to spend. When I get close to him, maybe I can become a regular. That money is more than you..."

Before she finished speaking, the man stretched out his hand, grasped her slender neck, and pulled her away.

The thin lips were pressed down, and there was a slightly rough kiss, which was very similar to the bitter breath on his body.

She was a little afraid of him before, and now she was even more frightened by his fierce aura and dared not move.

She was stunned for several seconds before she realized, and then bit his lips hard.

The smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth, irritating their sensitive nerves even more.

Mo Xiaoyuan frowned after being bitten by her, but he did not let go.

The right hand is up, clasping the back of her head tightly.

He raised his left hand to unbutton her knitted coat.

His hand had held the gun, his fingers hard and strong.

When I unbuttoned it, I touched the softness of her chest, and it was still calm without any trembling.

Mu Qing had a premonition of what he wanted to do, and struggled frantically.

Her resistance made him displeased, and he kissed her even more fiercely, and bit her hard.

Mu Qing stretched out her hands and pinched his waist without a trace of fat, then let go, clenched her hands into fists, and slowly closed her eyes.

The lights in the car were a little dim, and he was so immersed in the long-lost intimacy with her that he could hardly see her face clearly.

He unbuttoned her coat and kissed her for a long time before noticing that she was too quiet.

She didn't refuse anymore, but she didn't respond at all.

She was the only woman he had ever had, and he spent countless lingering nights with her during the days when the two got along well.

He loves her charm and knows every little habit of her on the bed.

He has seen all her unknown appearances, but he has never seen her so quiet.

It's like entering a desperate situation, giving up all hope, and becoming an unconscious puppet.

He backed away a little, let go of her lips, and looked down at her.

The moment Mu Qing regained her freedom, she immediately grabbed her loose clothes, bit her lip, turned her head away, and looked out the window.

He couldn't see her expression, but he knew that she was crying.

From the first time they met, to now, more than two years, it was the first time he saw her cry.

When her father died of invalid treatment the year before last, she stubbornly did not shed a single tear.

He looked at her, and suddenly felt like a hole in his heart, bitter and sour emotions spread, tightly clutching his heart, extremely dull and uncomfortable.

"Ah Ching..."

He called her, but got no answer.

He has always been strong, seeing that she didn't answer, he raised his hand to hook her cheek again, and turned her away.

The tear stains on her face shone slightly, and her tightly biting lower lip was also red.

He suffered a dull hammer in his heart, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaoyuan slid his thumb to the side and stopped on her chin, exerting only a little force, trying to make her open her mouth.

Don't dare to use too much force, for fear of accidentally hurting her again.

"Don't bite, let go."

He tried his best to soften his voice, but Mu Qing didn't appreciate him at all, she waved his hand away, and went to pull the car door, ready to get out of the car.

However, he had already locked the door of the car, and she couldn't open it at all.

She slammed the car door angrily, then buried her head by the car window, biting her lip desperately again to keep herself from crying.

She knew from a very early age that people are divided into different classes.

And after she made a deal with Mo Xiaoyuan, she became the worst.

She thought that by returning to the country and completely leaving his world, she would be able to return to her previous life.

But some things have been done, and she has been done. After all, she still became the same existence as those women on the side of the road.

No human rights, and dirty.

She struggled for nearly a month before letting go of her so-called dignity and betraying her bottom line.

But in the end, she sold herself for the money, not only failed to save her father, but also sold the last bit of her dignity, and was trampled to nothing by Mo Xiaoyuan.

Mo Xiaoyuan's eyes were dark and complex, and he raised his hand again, pulling her into his arms, wiping the tears on her face with his rough fingertips.

He didn't want to look at her anymore, but he couldn't wipe away her emotions.

He spoke with a hoarse voice: "Ah Qing, following me makes you feel so uncomfortable?"

Mu Qing's voice had a strong nasal tone: "It's uncomfortable. You know that I hate women who destroy other people's families the most, why do you insist on forcing me to be called a mistress and spurned by thousands of people?"

Mo Xiaoyuan said with difficulty: "You are not a mistress. Shen An'an and I are just a formal marriage, and we have never even held hands. I am only with you..."

"But in the eyes of others, I am the mistress." Tears welled up in Mu Qing's eyes, painful and helpless, "Mo Xiaoyuan, I beg you, quit my life, okay?"

Mo Xiaoyuan remained silent.

There was no way he would let go.

In the past year or so when he was separated from her, he had already suffered a lot.

She belongs to him.

No matter what the cost, he must keep her.

Before waiting for his answer, Mu Qing understood what he meant.

She stabilized her emotions and asked in a hoarse voice: "Mo Xiaoyuan, you have always been the cleanest in doing things. The relationship between us is over. Why can't you leave as quickly and decently as you do with other things?"

"I do not know."

As she said, he has always been decisive.

A year ago, she proposed to terminate the agreement early, and he agreed without hesitation.

But after that, every day after she left, his heart seemed to be empty, and he often vented some regret and some indescribable feelings.

Every day seems to be suffering.

He didn't know what he was suffering from before, but after seeing Mu Qing again, the void in his heart was instantly filled.