Paranoia: Mystic Chief Domineering Love

Chapter 583
"You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense! Huo Mingfeng said that nothing happened, he said that nothing happened..."

"He's lying to you, because Huo Mingfeng knows your temper so well that you can't accept it!" Fu Junlei narrowed his eyes, and a flash of light flashed quickly. Huo Mingfeng, who was in the way, was completely out of the game. Trusting Qiao Mochen made them feel bad.

"No, no." Fang Yi lost control of his emotions.

Qiao Mochen picked up Fang Yi, turned around and looked at Fu Junlei with a sneer, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to use this to provoke me to let go? Then your wishful thinking is really wrong, one by one is my life, unless I Death, otherwise, I will never let go of her hand."

Fu Junlei took a step back, staring at their leaving back in a daze.

No.

He didn't believe that Qiao Mochen really didn't mind.

"One by one." He Qiuwan came back to her senses and ran outside. Qiao Mochen had already got into the car with Fang Yi in her arms. Before she could stop them, the white car had started its engine and sped past her without looking back. go.

"Qiuwan, don't be sad." Fu Yiyuan supported He Qiuwan, who was a little tottering.

He Qiuwan was completely panicked, "Yi Yuan, tell me, is Yiyi planning to abandon me as a mother? She actually said that because of that man, she even said that she would never come to Fu's house again..."

"No, she is just angry, it will be fine after a while, Fang Yi is a good boy, how could he not recognize you." Fu Yiyuan sighed lightly, who would not be annoyed by what happened today, what his mother said to Jun Lei It is indeed too heavy, the old and the small, one is more unreliable than the other, and the family has to be dismantled before they are willing to give up.

"Really."

"real."

In fact, Fu Yiyuan is not sure whether Fang Yi really doesn't care, after all, what Fu Junlei did this time is really unforgivable.

The white car shuttled on the silent asphalt road, and the speeding neon lights reflected through the glass on the faces of the people inside the car. Fang Yi, wrapped in a ermine coat, curled up his thin body into a ball, Qiao Mochen was silent He held her in his arms without saying a word, and patted her back with his hands. He could feel the uneasiness under her trembling body, just like the rainy night when she reached out to her many years ago.

He no longer wants to recall such a thin, pitiful and helpless appearance. Every time he thinks of such a scene, his heart aches.

The car drove into the 'Jinghu' villa, the door was opened, and a gust of cold wind came in. Qiao Mochen carried Fang Yi out of the car.

"BOSS." Ding Heng stood at the door, looked down at Fang Yi who was in Qiao Mochen's arms, and went out happily. Why was the atmosphere so weird when he came back?
Qiao Mochen gestured to him not to make any noise to wake up the person in his arms.

Carefully carried Fang Yi into the room and put it gently on the bed, helped her take off her coat and shoes, pulled the silk quilt to cover it up, covered the corners of the quilt, leaned down and kissed her on the brow and turned around leave.

The moment the door was closed, her tightly closed eyes opened silently, her eyes were scattered and hard to focus in her dark black pupils, her body slowly curled up, her shoulders hugged her knees tightly.

Some people have said that such a posture is an instinctive self-protection of the baby in the mother's womb.

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Push open the study door and go in, Ding Heng is already waiting inside.

(End of this chapter)