Mo Junhao, you are really a complete idiot. At this moment, he still hopes that she can tell him that everything she said just now was just a joke of just meeting.

But how could it be a joke? Mo Junhao, how could you still dream of when?

She was right, delusional is extremely stupid, and he is already stupid to the end.

Seeing Han Zhiqing nodded to him cruelly, "I just want to achieve my goal. Since my goal has been achieved, there is no need to lie to you."

She pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, and the cruel words did not end there, but looked at him and continued:

"Starting from my promise to have dinner with you, it's a pure deal. Mo Junhao, I have never tried my best to you. I just want to destroy Han Haotian. As long as I can destroy him, I can do whatever it takes, including

A deal with you.”

My heart hurts every corner, and every word I say is as sharp as a sword, stabbing him and her.

She has ever thought about him, only her own heart is clear.

She believed what he said for the rest of her life, believed what he said, and she would always like her alone. If she believed it, she would be stupid.

"Every woman has the capital to do whatever she wants to achieve her goal, and I have it too."

She continued the heart-stricken words in her heart, not caring about the darker eyes in Mo Junhao's eyes.

Mo Junhao looked at her for a long time, and finally laughed as she heard every time she said that she was so cruel that she almost dug her heart.

It hurts and makes you laugh.

"So, your capital is to exchange your body for my heart?"

He pulled his hand weakly from Han Zhiqing's chin, curled his lips and looked at her with a faint smile.

"Han Zhiqing, you made money. I not only gave you my body, but also gave me my heart. If you lose one, you will make money."

He smiled at her, nodded and looked happy, as if he had heard a joke he had never heard before.

He really believed in her, and believed in everything she did with him, and in the end he realized that all of that was just the capital for her to make transactions with him.

Capital by any means!

She was indeed cruel, much more cruel than he thought! He didn't know where her limit was, but isn't it cruel enough for a woman who could even send her biological father to prison in person?

He was just a self-indulgent passerby in her life, so how could he expect her cruelty to show mercy to his subordinates?

"Do you remember what you said?"

Han Zhiqing raised her eyebrows. All the cruel words made Mo Junhao numb at a moment, and she didn't care what she would say to cut his heart into pieces.

Han Zhiqing's cruel and cold voice continued: "If one day I'm tired of you, just let it go... Now, I tell you, I'm tired of you..."

Mo Junhao looked at her and smiled again. His smile was a little bigger than before.

It turned out that the most cruel words were still behind and in front, just anesthetics for his heart.

Finally, he nodded gently to her, his voice was extremely muted, and the longing for several days was completely over at this moment.

"Yes, I said it, you remember every word I say so clearly, it's great."

The stinging pain in his eyes was so severe, especially her calm smile, which made him wish he could dig out his eyes like this, and then, he would never have to see her such cruel expression in his life.

"I promise you, I'll let it go..."

After saying that, he turned around silently and walked towards the black noble Maybach.

In the eyes of outsiders, the young master of the Mo family, who is as noble as a god, has become so humble at this time.

Han Zhiqing, I promise you, I will let go...

The car door was opened, Mo Junhao sat in, his eyes instantly turned red, but there was a painful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The car came and quickly retreated backwards. Maybach quickly drove away from the villa halfway up the mountain, never stopped or looked back.

Watching Maybach leave, Han Zhiqing finally withdrew her gaze.

Tears hidden in her eyes instantly surged out of her eyes, very heavy, hot and hurt.

Looking at the bright red setting sun in the sky, I smiled.

It is so beautiful that it overwhelms the beautiful and flawless sunset in the west, but it is like a poppy flower, poisonous and hurtful.

Night confusion—

"Hey, can you let that kid be a little more restrained? He drank several bottles of armand de brignac."

Yan Lie reached out and gently pushed Jun Yijie, who was sitting beside him leisurely holding the cocktail in his hand, and spoke.

Seeing Jun Yijie's gaze, he just glanced lightly over Mo Junhao, who was sitting opposite him and pouring wine into his throat like crazy, with a calm look in his eyes.

He glanced at Yan Lie sideways and said indifferently: "These bottles of armand de brignacs cannot cost him much property, so there is no need to save money for him."

Yan Lie was speechless because of Jun Yijie's words. Who should have saved money for him damnly?

Does this cold brat know how to joke?

He glanced at Jun Yijie's calm dark eyes in anger and said:

"I'm not worried that he's drinking all his belongings now, I'm worried that he'll get rid of his intestines."

A bottle of armand de brignac is enough for him. Is this god planning to set a world record and drink hundreds of bottles?

When he drinks his stomach and his stomach is rotten, he uses his broken organs to prove to the world how much he can drink?

Just as he looked at the two friends in front of him with a speechless look on his face, Jun Yijie slowly put down the cups in his hand.

His eyes turned to Mo Junhao's painful appearance again, and he said in a cold voice: "He deserves to suffer such punishment when he falls in love with Han Zhiqing."

In one sentence, it hit the vital point, and also made Mo Junhao, who was constantly drinking on the other side pause the movements in his hand.

His azure blue eyes looked at Jun Yijie in pain and laughed loudly.

Her feet, which were weakened by the strong wine, gently moved to Jun Yijie's side, her long arms rested on Jun Yijie's body, her tongue was numb and knotted by alcohol, and she said in a dim manner:

"You are right. Falling in love with such a cruel woman is something I'm just taking on. She has never admitted anything, haha~~~~"

He picked up the cocktail that Jun Yijie placed on the wine table and poured it into his throat again, but Jun Yijie did not stop him.

He asked him to grab his collar and vent his dying crazily:

"Tell me, Mo Junhao, what kind of woman do I want? Why did I really fall in love with that woman? What is she worth treating him like this? Tell me, am I stupid?

Very stupid?!!!”

"yes."

Jun Yijie nodded, took away his hand that was put on his shoulder, and continued, "When you decide to be sincere to Han Zhiqing, you will start to be stupid."

As he said that, he handed the remaining armand de brignac on the table to him, "Drink it, it's more comfortable to have a rotten intestines than heartache."

Mo Junhao looked at the bottle of armand de brignac in front of him, and nodded to Jun Yijie in agreement, "You are right, intestinal pain is better than heartache."

As he said that, he took the bottle of wine from Jun Yijie's hand and sent it to his mouth.

"Hey, Hao, do you really want to sacrifice for Han Zhiqing for love?"

Compared to Jun Yijie's indifference, Yan Lie seemed a little anxious.

No matter what, he is his wife's nephew. If something happens, he can't explain to the little girl.

Yan Lie's hand was about to reach out and snatch the armand de brignac from Mo Junhao's hand, but Jun Yijie stopped it.

"Don't underestimate the alcohol tolerance of a broken man."

Jun Yijie said this and glanced at Mo Junhao with a faint look, his voice slightly heavier:

"Let him drink it. Han Zhiqing's blow to him was much heavier than these bottles of armand de brignac."

Mo Junhao, only Han Zhiqing will make him so unbearable, right?

Will it really hurt so much if you fall in love?

Jun Yijie looked at Mo Junhao's painful appearance and frowned for unknown reasons.

The next second, Mo Junhao suddenly left him, quickly took the trash can next to him, lay on the table, and vomited in pain.

I don't know if it was too serious and shed tears, or the tears that were vomited out by the surging armand de brignac, but at this time, it wet his cheeks.

It flowed down the tip of the firm nose.

Yan Lie and Jun Yijie looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

At this time, Yan Lie leaned forward, picked up the cocktail that had not been moved in front of him, and sighed:

"Women have cold needles hidden under their innocent appearance."

Is that innocent little man from his family still so cold and ruthless to him? Alas~~~~

Jun Yijie, who was sitting indifferently, and Mo Junhao, who kept vomiting, were stunned when he heard his feelings, with different colors flashing in his eyes.

Mo Junhao smiled in pain again. Yes, there are still cold needles hidden under the innocent appearance of a woman, not to mention that woman has always been extremely cold.

Mo Junhao, you deserve it! You deserve it! You deserve it if you fall in love with that cold-blooded and ruthless woman.

His eyes searched for the wine bottles on the table, but each bottle was empty at this time.

"Where is the wine?"

His voice was so mute that his face was covered in pain, and only a top-notch spirit like the armand de brignac could completely numb his broken heart by Han Zhiqing.

Finally, Jun Yijie, who was originally indifferent, stood up from the chair, reached out to support Mo Junhao's depressed arms, and said in a cold voice:

"Although I didn't underestimate your alcohol tolerance, I didn't intend to let you really get rid of your intestines."

While speaking, his eyes turned to Yan Lie who leaned against the sofa and was so sad that he thought of the "beloved wife" who looked innocent and cold at home, and said:
Chapter completed!