No one answered Ningxiang, but that person seemed to glance in the direction of the video, not paying much attention.

The man was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. It looked like he was already dressed. Ningxiang saw the man's long hair and slim body.

The beautiful fingers were tearing open a paper towel and wiping something. A man approached the man and seemed to wrap his arms around him from behind. I don’t know if he was stimulated or on purpose. The paper towel in his hand just fell to the camera.

nearby.

The torn piece of paper towel seemed to have only one layer and a thin crack. A broken picture leaked out of it. They seemed to be having French-style greetings.

Especially when the face that was a certain distance away from Ningxiang suddenly approached quickly, Ningxiang felt like she was defeated.

That big face rushed to Ningxiang's eyes, and when the man continued to exhale increasingly uneven breathing and curses, Ningxiang closed her eyes subconsciously.

what are they doing?!

The sound of the video stopped suddenly, and Ningxiang could feel that some kind of sensitive movement was cut off.

It wasn't Ningxiang who hung up.

The finger that was resting on top of the video was frozen by the scene just now and could not move.

Jin Mo isn't attending some strange party, right?

Before Ningxiang had time to get angry or question, the video invitation called again, and it was Jin Mo who dialed it.

Ningxiang clicked to connect, and Jin Mo's handsome face appeared on the screen. He should be holding a mobile phone and moving.

"We talked about the project yesterday, but it was too late."

"Oh." Ningxiang had nothing to say, but she couldn't fight off the suspicion in her heart, so she had to add another sentence, "Who is that woman?"

After Ningxiang asked this question, her heart collapsed. This sentence sounded like the tone of those resentful women who suspected their husbands of cheating. How could she end up in this situation?

"Where are the women? Did you ask just now? There are no women here." Jin Mo continued with a cold expression and a nonchalant attitude.

The screen was fixed at a certain position, and Jin Mo could be seen sitting down and opening his notebook, "My wound is almost healed, but Dean Jin Yuhan said that it should not be too tiring, so in addition to a few hours of work

, I sleep all the time. I have to sleep for 14 hours a day, and there are only 24 hours a day."

"I'm still worried about your wound. It's almost healed. Can I take a look?"

"You can't see it. The wound is on the top of your head. You can see it when I get back. Are you living in the new villa now?"

"Yes, husband, grandpa asked for our opinion. I think you are also willing to live here, right?" Ningxiang felt a little better, but she was still suspicious about that woman.

Jin Mo's statement that there was no woman in the room did not completely convince Ning Xiang.

"Me? If I had to choose, I think you should live in the old house. After all, there are more people who can take care of you and the baby, and mom is also there, but since you choose to live in the new villa, forget it. No need.

Moving again.”

"Okay, husband, have you forgiven me? Don't you mind my identity?" Ningxiang clenched her fists, her heart beating very fast. Even if the answer was not what she wanted, Ningxiang still wanted to be a long-mouthed person and be able to

Woman opening her mouth.

Thinking of the "murderer's daughter" mentioned by Jin Mo last time, I still felt uneasy. Logically speaking, I shouldn't ask such a straightforward question, but if I don't ask clearly, I won't be able to live a good life, and I won't be able to feel at ease for a day.

"Qin Ningxiang, there is no question of forgiveness or not, and you don't have to ask me if I mind. You were not the one who killed me, and I won't vent my anger on you. But I hope this is the last time you mention your father's murder. Don't mention you again.

My family, I don’t want to hear any of their names again!”
Chapter completed!