Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 11 The White Lotus Glass Broken Heart 2
Her eye circles were red, and she looked at Meng Baiyun with hatred.

Meng Baiyun didn't shut up so easily: "I can tell you one more thing."

"I told you to stop talking."

"Actually, after I got married, I received a letter from Long Aohan, which said that even if we get married, he will always only have you in his heart."

This is undoubtedly adding salt to the wound, making Lin Mengru's pain multiply.

Long Aohan never said love, she never knew that he loved her too, he was so cold, she thought he was a heartless person, even if he fought against the private army for her, she didn't feel that it was because like.

But now, this love comes out of Meng Baiyun's mouth, it's so sweet that it hurts, and it hurts like a knife.

"Ao Han, Ao Han."

She burst into tears, lost her mind, and wailed loudly.

Murong Qingqing trembled because of Meng Baiyun's words, she was a proud person, she allowed Long Aohan not to love herself, but she also did not allow him to fall in love with anyone.

He is a proud, god-like existence that everyone can worship and worship, but once he sets his sights on someone, she will be furious and fanatical and jealous.

She stared at Lin Mengru bitterly.

Meng Baiyun was very proud. This alliance, which was not strong in the first place, seemed to be disbanded, and the disbandment would definitely be ugly.

The advantage of psychology is that you don't need a lawyer's mouth, but you can still pinch the weakest part of human nature, trample on it, poke it with a sword, poke it, and then feel good.

As Meng Baiyun expected, the fault-finding duo disbanded, one would not eat or drink, laughed and cried in a stuffy room, and the other packed up and returned to the house, and it was said that Lin Mengru's servant girl was slapped.

Meng Baiyun, who was sitting back and enjoying his success, went to bed leisurely after dinner.

In ancient times, going to bed early and getting up early is no longer a slogan, because a widow really only has to sleep when it gets dark, and the sky will be brightened after a full sleep.

Su Er closed the door and went out, and blew out the candle by the way.

The window is half open, the moonlight falls on the floor, the shadow of the osmanthus tree in the window is whirling, the night wind is gusty, and the sound of the leaves is somewhat hypnotic.

When Meng Baiyun was about to close his eyes, he was awakened by the movement of the window, and when he opened his eyes, he was startled.

Damn, people and ghosts.

Taking a closer look, she looked like a person, but she still raised her eyebrows.

"Who?"

"it's me."

The voice is half-familiar, but it is still not familiar.

So she said, "Who are you?"

"Oh." It was a wry smile, or it seemed to be a sneer, "The crazy man who said he loved me back then was nothing more than that, and now he can't even hear my voice."

The madness of love, isn't it.

"King Qin?" Meng Baiyun asked tentatively.

The voice came to the bed, there was a shadow, and Meng Baiyun felt a little more relieved.

Then I thought about it, if this is a terrible talent, what would happen to a person who rapes first, kills first, then rapes and kills.

Thinking that this person is the King of Qin, my heart is completely at ease.

This guy hates her, so naturally he won't touch her.

On the other hand, this guy doesn't hate her so much that he wants to kill her. After all, she has never done anything other than pursuing him for several years.

He came, probably just to express his condolences to her on behalf of her sister.

It's just, why did he come at this point, why did he still smell of alcohol.

Very fragrant, three-year-old daughter Hong, um.

Bah, bah, why did she have the heart to think about this, and she still asked about the business: "King Qin, you came to my room at night, did you give the red ginseng and regret it now, why don't you want to go back blatantly, just ask for it secretly like this , I haven’t touched it, on that cabinet, please do whatever you want, and don’t forget to close the window when you leave.”

(End of this chapter)