Mo Xiuchen just asked that, and the moment he saw her face pale, the coldness in his eyes instantly condensed into ice.

This hateful woman must have taken advantage of his memory and pretended to be his fiancée.

If he really had a beloved woman, he would definitely be Wen Ran, not Cheng Jia, a woman he couldn't like. Last night, although he accidentally saw the photo on Wen Ran's phone, he clearly saw him in the photo, and his eyes looked at Wen Ran, and he looked at Wen Ran, with his gentleness.

"Xiuchen, have you heard someone talk nonsense?" Cheng Jia tried hard to restrain the panic in her heart, with a pale face and a tearful eye at Mo Xiuchen.

"What nonsense do you think I should have heard?"

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.

Cheng Jia didn't dare to look at his eyes, immediately lowered her head, bit her lip, and said sadly: "Xiuchen, I don't know what went wrong. Since you lost your memory, I have become disgusted with me. I have only heard of these geniuses that can hypnotize people when they are in a coma. When they wake up, the hypnotized person will..."

"You mean, I was urging myself to sleep, so I also hate you while forgetting you."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was not filled with emotion, and Cheng Jia was really hateful.

"Xiuchen, I just can't understand why you hate me so much. What you said just now was just my guess. You didn't treat me like this before you lost your memory."

"What am I to you?"

Mo Xiuchen picked up the cup and played with it unconsciously.

"You were very nice to me before."

"Yeah?"

A cold curve appeared at the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth, and Cheng Jia nodded heavily: "Yes, Xiuchen, you were very nice to me before you lost your memory. You never let me go and feel sad."

"As far as I am concerned, if I have been really good to you before, I believe everyone should know that I will subscribe with you, and I will definitely not be silent. This way, as long as you can prove how I treated you before, I will believe you."

"Xiuchen, of course I can prove that this necklace was given to me by you, look." Cheng Jia felt a glimmer of hope in his heart, and immediately pulled out the necklace around his neck for him to see.

The necklace was indeed given by him.

However, that was given to her by Mo Xiuchen when she initially pretended to be Mo Xiuchen's savior.

At that time, he only had a sense of familiarity with Wen Ran and did not fall in love with him. Otherwise, he would not have given a necklace to Cheng Jia.

"We are engaged, didn't we hire the media?"

Mo Xiuchen's cold eyes swept over the necklace around her neck, and his expression seemed to slow down a little, and the cold aura that enveloped him was not as scary as before.

"No, I don't like shady, so you just follow me."

"Yeah?"

Mo Xiuchen asked coldly.

"Xiuchen, I didn't lie to you."

"So what is this?"

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he suddenly took out a newspaper from the chair in front of him and handed it to Cheng Jia. The newspaper was from last year.

However, when he saw the front page headlines in the newspaper, the color on Cheng Jia's face instantly faded, and his real face was as white as snow.

If Mo Xiuchen's words just now made her panic and frightened, then at this moment, she was really desperate.

The content in this newspaper is about her, and the photos on the front page are also hers. Of course, it is not her alone, besides her, there is also Xiao Liu.

That night, she wanted to seduce Mo Xiuchen, but she didn't want to be fooled by him. Instead, she designed it. She slept with Xiao Liu all night. The next morning, Xiao Wenqing and a group of reporters broke into the community...

Mo Xiuchen admired the despair and panic on her face, and the coldness on her mouth deepened a little: "Cheng Jia, what else do you have to explain?"

"I..." Cheng Jia bit her lip, really not knowing how to explain.

She never dreamed that Mo Xiuchen would get the newspaper from last year and that he could get newspapers about her. Isn't it said that he had read all the other reports.

If it were an ordinary person, she might be easier to deceive.

But this person is Mo Xiuchen, not only smart and wise, but also the president of the MS Group. His identity is naturally attracting the attention of the media, and it is not difficult to find some information.

This is also the reason why Cheng Jia has always been reluctant to return to China. She is afraid that he will investigate her past as soon as he comes back.

Mo Xiuchen seemed to have no patience to continue to waste time with her. He took out his wallet and said coldly: "I will call the accountants in a while and ask them to pay your salary. Don't show up in front of me again in the future."

After saying that, he got up and was about to leave.

Cheng Jia was shocked and didn't care that his feet were hurt. He stood up in panic and rushed over, saying in fear: "Xiuchen, listen to my explanation. Things are not what you think. I am, I was framed. I have nothing to do with that Xiao Liu at all."

"Framed?"

Mo Xiuchen shook her hand away and patted her sleeve in disgust.

"Yes, I was framed." Cheng Jia nodded repeatedly, her brain turned quickly. As Mo Xiuchen looked at her sharp eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "Xiuchen, it was a woman named Wen Ran who framed me."

Mo Xiuchen suddenly laughed.

His smile looked like a sharp knife stabbed in Cheng Jia's eyes. Her body trembled violently, and her feet were so painful that they sweated coldly on her forehead.

"Cheng Jia, do you think you are too smart or do you think I am too stupid?"

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Xiuchen, don't leave, listen to me." Cheng Jia saw him leaving, and he chased after him without thinking. However, when she saw Mo Xiuchen's arm, she was thrown away by him. She was already hurting with one foot, and Mo Xiuchen's strength was not light. With a scream, her body fell to the ground.

His head hit the corner of the chair, his arm also hit the table leg, and the ankle that had not yet recovered was even more painful. Cheng Jia felt a star flashing in front of her eyes, and she almost fainted from the pain.

Mo Xiuchen paid the money and left.

Cheng Jia burst into tears in pain, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. She had a pale face and watched Mo Xiuchen's figure disappear at the door. A waiter came up to ask her: "Miss, do you need help?"

She glared at the waiter with hatred, vented her anger on the waiter, and scolded him hatefully: "Get out."

The waiter was not rewarded with kindness, but he was a very qualified person who treated the customer as God and turned around and left silently.

Cheng Jia endured the pain, slowly stood up, sat on the chair, grabbed the newspaper just now and tore it to pieces, gritted her teeth and said, "Wen Ran, I will definitely not let you go."
Chapter completed!