After work, Jiang Liu called and walked out of the company and took a taxi on the side of the road.

He didn't pay attention to Cheng Jia in the car next to him. He made an appointment with Shen Yuting, so he took a taxi to a shopping mall. He bought Shen Yuting a necklace with two-thirds of his monthly salary. It was a simple and generous style, not a diamond, but a special platinum necklace.

When he came out of the mall and walked to the side of the road, he suddenly froze when he saw Cheng Jia coming out of the car.

"Dear, are you buying me a gift?"

Cheng Jia was wearing a sexy skirt, and stockings covered her scalded legs, but she couldn't change her limping when she walked.

When Jiang Liu saw her coming, disgust flashed in his eyes. His eyebrows flickered and asked coldly: "Why are you here?"

"Haha, I'm not here, where to find you, Aliu, I always turn off the phone when I call you abroad. When I come back, you don't pick me up at the airport. Now when I see me, I still have this expression. Could it be that if you have a new love these days, you have forgotten my old love?"

Jiang Liu pushed her body away and said in a cold tone: "We are just a short-term cooperation, and you are still worthy of the word "not old love."

"Jiang Liu, if I can find this place, I know who your new love is? Do you think that by hooking up with a beautiful and rich Shen Yuting, you can dump me so easily?"

Cheng Jia was pushed back a few steps by him, almost falling down, and suddenly turned his face.

"How do you know Yuting?"

Jiang Liu was about to leave, but when he heard Cheng Jia's words, his steps suddenly stopped, turned his head, and his eyes shot at her with a cold look.

"I'll tell you when I get in the car."

After Cheng Jia finished speaking, she got on the car.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes, he opened the car door and got in.

Seeing Cheng Jia lowering his head and driving the car, he frowned, grabbed her arm with his big hand, and said coldly: "Cheng Jia, you haven't answered my question yet."

Cheng Jia giggled and put his other hand on the back of his hand. Jiang Liu's face darkened and he let go of her arm. "I heard that Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran are having a divorce. If you are smart, you shouldn't come to me again. You should spend all your time on Mo Xiuchen."

"It seems that you and Shen Yuting get along well. Jiang Liu, you won't tell me that you and Shen Yuting are really in love, right?"

Her eyes swept across the gift in Jiang Liu's other hand, and she felt a little unhappy.

Although this man is not Mo Xiuchen, he is also a man who has been sleeping with her, Cheng Jia, and is also 70% similar to Mo Xiuchen. She originally thought that even if he looked for a woman in the few months she went abroad, he would not take it seriously.

When she comes back, he will continue to listen to her.

But in fact, this is not the case. Even he fell in love with other women and betrayed her.

Jiang Liu snorted coldly, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

"How could it be okay? You spent so much money on me. Last time, I lied to me, Jiang Liu, you said, if Shen Yuting knew that you were my man before, would she want you if she saw those videos of us making love?"

Cheng Jia smiled charmingly, but in her eyes, there was a coldness. As she spoke, she reached out to Jiang Liu and was rudely thrown away by him. She was not angry, but instead asked shamelessly: "Is Shen Yuting's bed skills better than me? Then I really should find some time to discuss with her and ask her if she has helped you with her mouth..."

"Cheng Jia, you are so cheap!" Jiang Liu looked at Cheng Jia with a pale face. Every word she said made him feel disgusted.

He pursed his lips fiercely and warned coldly: "If you dare to harass Yuting, I will make you die ugly."

"Haha, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? You are really more and more like Mo Xiuchen. Mo Xiuchen is your cruel expression for Wen Ran. You are now for Shen Yuting, and it's also interesting. However, I, Cheng Jia, was not scared, unless you kill me now, and then make your Shen Yuting sad and widowed. After a period of time, she will be happy under another man..."

"Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Before Cheng Jia could finish her words, she was suddenly pinched by Jiang Liu.

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and soon, she laughed again, looking at Jiang Liu mockingly.

Jiang Liu's strength continued to increase, and the smile on Cheng Jia's face disappeared little by little, and her face soon turned into something. However, even though she had difficulty breathing and her face turned purple due to lack of oxygen, she did not show fear or beg for mercy.

Finally, Jiang Liu let go of his hand.

"Cheng Jia, I have the videos you have. If you dare to talk nonsense to Yuting, I will give all those videos to Mo Xiuchen so that he can see your true face clearly. If you want to climb onto his bed, just wait for the next life!"

After Jiang Liu warned him loudly, he opened the car door and was about to leave.

"You help me again, I promise that I will never look for you again from now on."

Jiang Liu ignored Cheng Jia and bent down and got out of the car.

"Without your help, I can't get Mo Xiuchen anyway, so you don't want to live a happy life with Shen Yuting."

Cheng Jia looked at Jiang Liu's departure back and shouted loudly, "She has already made up her mind. If she relies on herself, she will never expect Mo Xiuchen in her life. She must ask Jiang Liu for help."

What answered her was the sound of the wind outside the window and the sound of horns from vehicles passing by on the road. In the twilight, the river flowed into a taxi and left.

**

When the phone rang, Wen Ran was helping Aunt Li cook in the kitchen.

The days when she didn't go to work were too leisurely. She got off to take a nap. She read a book for a while and went downstairs. She saw Aunt Li busy in the kitchen. She went over, chatted with her, and started to fight.

"Ranran, you should wash your hands and answer the phone. I will do the rest myself. If you take a break, A Jin should come back."

Her cell phone was thrown on the coffee table in the living room. The ringtone was accompanied by the whimpering sound, and it kept ringing.

Wen Ran wiped his hands dry, came out of the kitchen, picked up his phone, and when he saw the caller ID, his eyes flashed, and he pressed the answer button: "Hey!"

"Ranran, the agreement is ready. Should you come back or I send it to you."

On the phone, Mo Xiuchen's low magnetic voice came, his tone was no different from usual. Wen Ran's hand holding the phone tightened, his heartbeat, and stopped beating for a moment.

"I'll wait for you at home. Come back and sign it up, and take away what you need to take away together."

Before she could answer, Mo Xiuchen made a decision for her. Wen Ran pursed her lips and said lightly: "Okay, I'll go back later."

"Well, let Qingfeng Qingyang take you back, I won't go to pick you up. See you later!"
Chapter completed!