Chapter 1525: Go to hell, are you going?!

Su Qingtian clasped her hands tightly, "You... knew it a long time ago, right?"

"I didn't say anything," Mo Beiyan spread his hands and stood up. He patted her shoulder, "You have to look carefully. What is his attitude towards you and towards Tong Ran? I'm very curious about one thing.

," the man lowered his head, put his face that turned upside down in front of her eyes, and the words coming out of his thin lips were extremely bad, "If you really want to talk about it, you are the real wife, and Tong Ran is just a mistress, but why is the treatment reversed?

Woolen cloth?"

Su Qingtian's eyes widened, and Mo Beiyan stretched out his hand and pinched her chest, "It doesn't look big, and it doesn't feel big either. How can you beat Mr. Ran?"

"you……"

Su Qingtian stood up suddenly. When Mo Beiyan retracted his hand, he patted her buttocks, "You can question Mo Nanjue. After all, he is your husband."

Su Qingtian was ashamed and annoyed, but she didn't dare to resist, let alone shout out. Mo Beiyan picked up the coat on the back of the chair and said, "If my husband can't scream, you can call me brother-in-law."

He left these words and went out.

Su Qingtian stood in the restaurant with her head lowered. She didn't dare to say anything, she just wiped her eyes with her sleeves.

The servant came to clear away the dishes, but she was in the way, so she turned around and went upstairs.

In the corridor on the second floor, Mo Nanjue came out of the room after putting Tong Ran to sleep. Su Qingtian walked up and saw the man by the door when she looked up.

She was startled and lowered her head subconsciously. Mo Nanjue walked toward her step by step. Su Qingtian felt a familiar breath approaching. She held her breath and her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

The man stood still in front of her.

Su Qingtian bit her lower lip, but did not dare to shout, "I..."

Mo Nanjue grabbed her wrist fiercely, turned around and walked towards the stairs. Su Qingtian's foot slipped unsteadily and she fell to the ground. Her right leg slammed against the railing. Her eyes were red with pain, "Two...

"

The word "young master" was stuck in his throat. Mo Nanjue didn't even look back. He dragged her downstairs. Su Qingtian had no time to stand up. She was almost dragged down the wooden stairs by him from the second floor.

The ups and downs on his body were painful, "Don't..."

Her voice was crying, but Mo Nanjue didn't stop. He was so strong that Su Qingtian was dragged from the second floor to the storage room on the first floor. The man knocked on the door and threw her in with all his strength.

boom--

Su Qingtian was thrown to the floor, and a large shadow suddenly enveloped her eyes. She covered her arms and raised her head, "Second Young Master..."

Mo Nanjue leaned over and grabbed her collar, picked her up and threw her against the wall. Su Qingtian was knocked to pieces and almost fell apart, "Ah——"

Mo Nanjue pinched her chin in time, so that she had to swallow back her screams of pain. He pressed her down and caught the panic in her eyes with his cold gaze, "Why, even you have learned this trick.

?”

Su Qingtian's eyes widened, "I didn't..."

"No?" Mo Nanjue pointed his index finger at her in the air, with a sneer on his lips, "Did you grow wings yourself and fly out of the Mo family?"

"No, it was the eldest young master who brought me out," Su Qingtian held his hand that was holding her collar, "He said he would bring me to see my relatives, so I..."

"Meet your relatives? He will take you to hell, can't you go down?" Mo Nanjue raised his wrist forcefully, pushed her against the wall and pushed her back, "Go and sell it, will you sell it? Go to hell, will you go?"

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Chapter completed!