Lin Zhanqing closed his eyes, sighed, and said helplessly: “I’m sorry Jasmine, I know, I used your feelings despicably and hurt you, but you can’t destroy your own future because of me, you and Kang Yawei are not suitable.”
“You are wrong. Kang Yawei loves me very much. He never forced me to be with him. He married me on the condition of helping me and let me have children for him. For women of my age, this is the best marriage. Everything is voluntary. I think this is the best arrangement. In the future, I will try my best to love him.”
Lin Zhanqing was annoyed, and said without thinking: “The person you love is me, I know you, you can’t love him, you…”
Xiao Moli raised her hand and poked Lin Zhanqing’s heart: “If you want to be a scumbag, do it well. Don’t turn around and disgust me. From now on, the farther you stay away from me, the better!”
After she finished speaking, she was going to go to Kang Yawei’s car.
Lin Zhanqing grabbed her wrist again.
Just as he was about to say something, a strong wind swept across his cheek.
Lin Zhanqing was punched heavily in the face and fell to the ground.
Xiao Moli turned her head and looked at Kang Yawei, who was rubbing his fists with a wicked smile on the corner of her lips, and she was really startled.
Kang Yawei raised his hand, touched her face, winked and smiled at her, walked up to Lin Zhanqing, and looked down at him.
After Lin Zhanqing wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, he immediately stood up and accused: “Kang Yawei, what do you mean? Why do you beat someone?”
Kang Yawei pointed at Lin Zhanqing’s hand: “upstairs just now, when you pulled my woman’s hand casually, I said, let you let it go. Since your ears and memory are not very good, then I will help you consolidate it.
The corners of Kang Yawei’s lips that were still stained with a smile disappeared instantly, and he looked at Lin Zhanqing with a stern look, “I, Kang Yawei, are jealous, my woman, I would be angry if someone else moved a finger, and if I dare to forget my warning, it will not be a matter of punching me, get out of my eyes!”
Lin Zhanqing gritted his teeth: “Kang Yawei, why are you so arrogant when you take advantage of others’ danger?”
Kang Yawei raised his eyebrows: “Oh? Then tell me, whose danger did I take advantage of? Xiao Moli? Who gave her danger and suffering, me? ”
Lin Zhanqing couldn’t say a word, and his face turned green.
Kang Yawei looked at him contemptuously: “You married this woman back when she was the most beautiful, in order to use her as a bargaining chip to climb up on her blood and tears. You turned an excellent and good woman into a laughing stock among abandoned wives and others.
As for me, when this woman was at her worst, I married her back to live a life, have children, and turn her into the happiest woman in the world. Your sentiment and height are not worthy to be compared with the young master, so, what qualifications do you have to say that I am taking advantage of others? Let me teach you a new word, it’s called sending charcoal in the nick of time. ”
Kang Yawei’s words touched Xiao Moli’s face.
She stared at Kang Yawei’s side face, and regretted that she had hurt such a good person for a piece of trash.
Looking at Xiao Moli’s gaze at Kang Yawei, Lin Zhanqing clenches his fist.
“How do you understand the matter between me and Jasmine?”
Kang Yawei turned his eyes to look at Xiao Moli: “oh, marry her back, and tell her that you are sick, you have to forbid grain debts, and you can’t touch her, but in the end, you let other women come in with a big belly to disgust her? I really don’t understand what you think about this.
As a man, the kind of Shi Shi I saw… Heh, it’s just a high-grade green tea. Her character and character are not even worthy of carrying my Jasmine’s shoes! ”
After Kang Yawei finished speaking, he walked over and hugged Xiao Moli, and said softly: “Let’s go, I’m hungry, go home.”
Xiao Moli frowned: “Didn’t you have breakfast in the morning?”
Kang Yawei pinched Xiao Moli’s nose dotingly: “Is that the meal that I am talking about? You are what I want to eat. Walk around, speed up.”
Xiao Moli blushed at Kang Yawei’s words.
His voice was not low, and Lin Zhanqing, who was behind him, listened to his words, and gritted his teeth with veins on his tightly clenched fists.
He shouldn’t owe the forbidden grain. As long as he didn’t owe the forbidden grain at the beginning, he wouldn’t be cheap for the man Kang Yawei.