Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

The light in the evening was dim and indifferent. It should have been a beautiful time. Lings saw the milky white fish soup that had been boiled for a long time, so he closed the lid and wanted to simmer for a while.

Putting chopped asparagus in the hot oil instantly filled the kitchen with a greasy smell, which she didn't like, but now she had to do something to prove where she was.

It was not a skillful movement, and the oil splashed on the back of her hand. She hurriedly turned on the cold water to rinse it, but blisters still formed, and she was a little discouraged. Cooking is so easy, why can't she do it herself well?

She turned off the fire, went upstairs to find some burn ointment, and halfway through applying it with a cotton swab, she suddenly burst into tears because of her grievance.

"It's still so useless, Miss Ling."

Kim didn't know when she stood behind her, Lings panicked, and the unplaced cotton swabs scattered all over the floor.

Kim sighed and knelt down to pick it up for her.

"You are obviously such a cowardly person, what kind of force made you fire that shot at that time, huh?"

As he spoke, he carefully cleaned up the messy ground and put the first-aid kit back in place. With such a flat tone, Ling still bit his lip, not knowing how to answer.

Kim straightened up, ignoring the person in front of him. Thinking of what Mo Bei called and told him just now, he looked back at Lings who was still sitting on the floor, and said plainly, "Brother Mo said he has something to do at night and won't come back for dinner." .”

Unexpectedly, the person who had been silent all this time asked through gritted teeth, "Why!"

Kim finally looked at her squarely, and asked provocatively, "Do you want to ask why he would rather call me than explain to you? Or do you want to ask why he chose me instead of you?"

See, Mo Bei, your hypocrisy has really failed, and it has all been exposed.

Lings supported the edge of the bed and stood up, his eyes were red with tears: "I met him first."

That choked tone, with a broken coda, Kim was stunned for a second, then looked forward to her next accusation.

"We have survived so many hard days together. When he was nothing, I was the only one to accompany him. He said he would marry me and only love me."

Lings's chest fluctuated due to excitement, pretending to be happy with anxiety, pretending to be stupid and enjoying all kinds of tenderness given by Mo Bei, the emotions accumulated for many days called grievances finally burst out.

Kim watched her outburst calmly, and said, "It turns out that women like to use favor as love."

He never knew how to pity, let alone anyone. After he finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

"But I succeeded." Lings's voice suddenly became extremely proud, with the triumph of winning, "Whether it's true or not, I am now Mo Bei's wife, and you are nothing."

"If you want to see me in a mess, you are not qualified." Kim only paused for a moment, then walked downstairs.

The French restaurant on the street corner is filled with melodious piano music, and the elegant layout is under the light yellow light. The only incongruity is that there are two men sitting on both sides of the table instead of a couple.

The waiter handed over a piece of truffled foie gras with one hand, and Mo Bei saw the gentleman on the opposite side picking up the knife and fork, and began to eat leisurely. In this atmosphere, he had no appetite at all, so he had to speak first: "Andre Wei Mr. Bai, is it?"

The person who just wanted to put the foie gras in his mouth put down his knife and fork as a courtesy and listened attentively to him.

"You know I'm here with you about Kim."

"I know that Mr. Mo ate this meal with me because of the fact that I took away An Ran two years ago." Wei Bo's face was pale like a Westerner's, and his mixed-race facial features were even more heroic. There is also a noble demeanor, a full-fledged upper-class person.

So how on earth did that Kim guy know him?

At the same time, Weber was also observing Mo Bei on the opposite side. I heard that his background was not noble, but the aura exuding from his body was not inferior to him. Seeing Mo Bei's page, this Asian rookie who has risen rapidly in the financial industry in recent years has won the favor of almost all investors.Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he had a standard of estimation.

Evenly matched, the result will not be so ugly.

"First of all, I am very grateful that you saved Kim, but I don't think you have any reasonable reason to help him hide the fact that he is still alive."

"No, you're wrong, as long as he needs me, I will do whatever he asks me to do." Then, Wei Bo folded his hands and supported his chin, the smile on his lips was the same as that of Kim, "Actually, if there is Choose, I would rather he never come back to you for the rest of his life."

Mo Bei suddenly couldn't see the elegant man in front of him. He almost completely disguised himself, so that no one could see his flaws, and an instinctive vigilance arose spontaneously.

Weber took a sip of the red wine and continued: "When I saw An Ran, his lungs were pierced by a bullet. In the prison that was a mess in my memory, the smell of his blood was everywhere, such a fiery color."

It turned out that the pool of blood really belonged to him.

"The sequelae after the operation were very obvious. It took An Ran two full years to slowly eradicate it. There was no need for him to come back. Mr. Mo, you tied him up too tightly."

Wei Bo's ambiguous words were intended to arouse Mo Bei's guilt, but he was a little disappointed to find that the expression on the other's face hadn't changed.

"Of course it is necessary for Kim to come back, everything he does is meaningful, and besides—" Mo Bei picked up his coat and stood up from his chair, "I don't think you need to worry about his affairs next time. "

"Really? Then I hope that the next time I see An Ran won't be dying again. Mr. Mo has to hurry up."

no respond.

Watching Mo Bei leave, facing the empty table, Weber was still very satisfied. He even wanted to meet the chef of this restaurant, because the truffles tonight were very fresh.