Chapter 2829 If you like her, pursue her

Mo Beiyan sneered. In the end, what she cared about most was the one named Lu?

"Don't complain about it, your acting skills are so good." The man raised his eyebrows and looked at her with cold eyes, "Even I was fooled by you. I still think about how to make up for that night four years ago every day.

Only you can make you forget that it turns out that you have already sentenced me to death because of my surname Lu."

"You, let go..." The feeling of suffocation came, Mo Huantong clapped his hands with both hands, "Let me down..."

"Tell me, who told you, Windsor?" Mo Beiyan did not let go, the tip of his nose touched hers, and his words were full of violence, "Do you know anything else? I killed Windsor, and I killed the surname.

Do you know all about Lu’s children? For him, you could frame me like this?!"

"..."

Mo Huantong's eyes widened. This was not what she wanted to say, but the man couldn't listen at all. "Don't shout about pain. I really underestimate you. You want to leave, don't you? Come on, give it to me now."

roll!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Beiyan's arm suddenly exerted force and pushed her back!

boom!

Mo Huantong's legs were off the ground, and there was no point of stress when she was thrown out. Her body hit the wall on the other side of the corridor. Mo Beiyan didn't even look at her, turned around and slammed the door.

Mo Huantong's right shoulder was pressed against the wall, almost falling unconscious. She sat on the ground with her legs together, feeling a terrible pain in her lower abdomen, as if a knife was cutting her flesh.

People passing by in the corridor turned to look at her in surprise.

Mo Huantong endured the pain, her fingers scratched the wall and left traces. She stood up, bent over and walked towards the elevator step by step.

Every step seemed to be delayed. Mo Huantong walked slowly but urgently. She could no longer tell whether it was her body that hurt more or her heart that hurt more.

Desperation spread in her heart. Mo Huantong really wanted to laugh. What qualifications did she have to explain that coming here was just asking for more humiliation.

He plays with women and never hides it in front of her.

It was not a long journey from the corridor to the elevator, but Mo Huantong seemed to have walked for a century. Her palms were pressed against her abdomen, and the cold sweat on her forehead soaked her bangs.

She finally reached the front door, and the man in black who was waiting hurriedly came up to her, "Madam," he looked at her face, obviously startled, "Are you okay?"

Mo Huantong shook her head, she had exhausted all the energy to speak, "I want to be alone for a while... You should go back first, thank you for sending me here."

"This..." Her face was whiter than the paper. The man in black could not trust her to leave alone. "Madam, I'd better take you back."

Mo Huantong gritted her teeth and pushed his hand away, "No need...I won't go back for the time being."

Seeing this, the man in black asked her to lean against the car door, took out his cell phone and called Mo Beiyan.

After about half a minute, the man's end picked up, and occasionally there was a woman's voice. The man in black hurriedly said, "Master, the eldest mistress seems to be not feeling well, but she insisted on leaving by herself, so I asked..."

"If she wants to leave, just leave," Mo Beiyan's voice was extremely cold, without any warmth, "She can go wherever she wants, as far away as she wants. If you like her, just chase her, and don't bother me!"

Toot toot—

The call was cut off immediately.

"..."

The man in black was stunned on the spot, what is going on?

He turned his head in embarrassment, "Young Mistress..."
Chapter completed!