Chapter 175 She finally lowered her attitude

Wen Qiao thought that the Shen Muchen she saw at this moment must be in a very decadent state.

She hasn't come to him all the time, so he must be having a hard time.

But when the door was opened from the inside, what appeared in front of her was a woman with makeup like Cleopatra. The suspenders of the suspender skirt slipped down on her shoulders, and there was an obvious ambiguity on her neck...

The moment she saw the strange woman, Wen Qiao felt as if she had been slapped in public.

"Shen Muchen!!"

She gritted her teeth and drank in a low voice.

The woman leaned against the edge of the door, and looked at Wen Qiao with her most provocative eyes, "Ah, it turns out that it is Miss Wen who made the door not long ago. I have admired you for a long time."

Not only the eyes are provocative, but the tone of the speech is also sweet.

Wen Qiao immediately raised her hand and slapped the face of the woman who didn't know what to do: "What are you! Are you worthy of talking to me like this?!"

"what--!"

The woman clutched her slapped cheek and let out a pain, staring at Wen Qiao with tearing eyes: "Then what are you? A prodigal who can't live without a man, or a slut?"

Facing the woman's insults, Wen Qiao instantly lost his mind, and rushed forward to attack the woman again.

She knew she was acting like a shrew on the street, but she couldn't keep her anger from rising.

"stop!"

Just at this moment, Shen Muchen's voice came from the room.

Wen Qiao was stopped by the bodyguards. The woman seemed to be frightened by Wen Qiao's posture. When she saw Shen Muchen coming out, she jumped into Shen Muchen's arms: "Muchen, I'm so scared, she hit me..."

There was fear and helplessness in the woman's voice, she grabbed Shen Muchen's cuffs and neckline with both hands, and buried her face in Shen Muchen's chest, completely frightened.

Wen Qiao saw it in his eyes, and sneered: "Shen Muchen, so are you taking revenge on me? Using this woman to anger me?"

"Since you've seen it, what's the point of asking again."

Shen Muchen smelled of alcohol, his thin lips were still stained with lipstick, and there was a sense of decadence on his handsome face.

Wen Qiao felt that she was humiliating herself, "Okay, okay Shen Muchen, you're doing really well!"

While speaking, Wen Qiao stepped back.

The woman on the opposite side buried her face in Shen Muchen's arms, and sneered at the corners of her lips from an angle that no one else could see.

"Mu Chen..." The woman muttered with a small mouth, full of complaints: "Just now... it hurts a bit, you can hug me in, okay?"

Shen Muchen frowned.

Why don't women understand women? Wen Qiao understood it clearly, "So, you completely betrayed me?"

Shen Muchen will naturally explain what's not going on, not to mention that the person in front of him is Wen Qiao, the woman he still loves.

But after hearing what she said, Shen Muchen's furrowed brows slowly unfolded, and he sneered: "Betrayal? Where is the limit of betrayal in your eyes?"

But only a few sentences.

Wen Qiao was dumbfounded.

Even if she doesn't admit it, she can't cover up the fact that she betrayed Shen Muchen.

"Wen Qiao, when it comes to betrayal, shouldn't you ask yourself first?" Shen Muchen said these words with a smile.

Wen Qiao's face turned pale, but his expression was still stubborn and arrogant.

"What if I broke up with them?"

Finally, Wen Qiao lowered her tone and posture with the most stubborn and arrogant expression.

After waiting for so many days, he still didn't come, so from the moment she came, she thought about lowering her figure, but her pride prevented her from doing it.But at this moment, in the face of losing at any time, she finally lowered her posture.

(End of this chapter)

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