C156 If I Let Him Go My Wife will Run away

On the phone screen, there's a huge, unveiled picture of a man and a woman, naked, tightly attached to each other, on a big white bed, with infinite spring light...

The male lead in the photo was surprisingly Shang Moze, and the woman was Lilith.

Yi Xiaomi's blood seemed to have been frozen in the fridge. It was a normal indoor temperature, but she felt that there was no warmth all over her body. Her eyes were blank.

She naturally knew that Shang Moze had a rich private life in the past. Changing into a woman was as easy as changing clothes. Besides, it was rare for a man with his status and identity to play with a woman.

She also knew that Lilith was Old Master Shang's fiancee. It was normal for the two of them to roll in bed in advance. It was normal for them to have a good relationship, wasn't it?

However, why did it feel like someone had torn a big hole in his heart, and only endless cold wind was pouring in mercilessly?

Cold. It was really very cold.

Looking at the sender's unknown number, Yi Xiaomi's eyes were filled with ridicule. Hehe, Lilith really took it out. In order to make her feel bad, she really went all out.

Thinking of the things that Lilith had done to her before and... her slender and transparent fingers slowly caressed her lower abdomen, Yi Xiaomi's hatred suddenly surged.

"What is it?" Shang Moze kept staring at Yi Xiaomi's small face. It was as if after looking at the phone, his entire person started to feel strange, "Yi Xiaomi!"

The woman still stood there foolishly. The expression on her face was numb and empty, as if her soul had left her body. Shang Moze felt an inexplicable panic in his heart when he saw this.

With his straight long legs, he took two steps forward. Shang Moze quickly walked to Yi Xiaomi's back and suddenly snatched the phone from her hand. What was this damn woman doing?

The moment his eyes touched the phone's screen, Shang Moze's gloomy eyes violently contracted. He fiercely raised his hand and the exquisite high-grade custom-made phone flew out. It made a violent collision sound with the floor.

Yi Xiaomi finally reacted and quickly ran towards the sofa. She bent down and her white skirt fell to the ground...

"Don't pick it up!"

A man's angry roar came from behind. Then, an iron clamp suddenly appeared on her white wrist. It was extremely painful. Yi Xiaomi's expression was cold. She stretched out her hand and her slender fingers accurately picked up the phone on the ground.

"Yi Xiaomi!!!"

The male pitch behind her became higher and higher. It carried an uncontrollable anger, like the angry roar of a lion. It shook the ceiling so much that it seemed to tremble.

Slowly putting the phone back to the handbag beside the sofa, Yi Xiaomi indifferently picked up the bag and was about to walk past Shang Moze. She did not care that one of his hands was still fiercely pinching her poor wrist.

"Yi Xiaomi!"

Slowly raising her head, Yi Xiaomi's thick eyelashes cast a shadow over her eyelids. Her eyes were calm without any waves and her voice was also incomparably calm. " En, say it, I will listen."

Seeing Yi Xiaomi like this, Shang Moze suddenly had a bellyful of anger stuck in his chest.

After quietly waiting for a while, Yi Xiaomi struggled to break free of Shang Moze's hand and looked up." If Young Master Shang has nothing to say, then I will not stand here and listen. "

"I am tired and want to rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Xiaomi did not wait for Shang Moze to respond. The beautiful white lace group gave off a fragrant wind and her figure quickly disappeared in the living room.

Young Master Shang! Young Master Shang! A cold and dark light burst out from Shang Moze's eyes. This damn woman, even the way she addressed him had changed!

Slowly reaching out her hand, Yi Xiaomi lowered her head. The purple marks on it were obvious. Shang Moze used so much force just now, she had no doubt that he was about to crush her aorta...

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. This was Shang Moze, bloody and merciless. She, on the other hand, stood beside Shang Moze and stared blankly. She had actually forgotten the nature of this man!

She suddenly felt some sadness in her heart. She was like a pitiful stray cat. It was not easy for her to be adopted. Her heart was full of hope, but what awaited her was the cold and dark despair that had started again. Nothing was more heartbreaking than this despair...

She pulled open the bedroom door and was just about to step in when a warm embrace suddenly appeared behind her. It carried a strong male aura and a nice smell of mint. It was like a large net that enveloped her entire body.

The hand that was placed on the door handle tightened slightly and Yi Xiaomi's voice was cold, "Let go."

"No, I won't let go!" A man's muffled voice came from behind. Shang Moze buried his head in the room with her light fragrant hair and rubbed it. "Let go. My wife ran away."

Although Yi Xiaomi did not say anything, he was sure that if today's matter was not resolved, he would suffer for the next few days.

Taking a deep breath, Yi Xiaomi tried her best not to get mad and said clearly, "I said... let go... hands..."

Her brain was now a mess and she also knew that her jealousy was not right. But when she saw the picture of Shang Moze and Lilith rolling in bed, she really could not be magnanimous! She had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened!

Shang Moze held her slender waist tightly with both hands. There was an obvious smile on his handsome face. "Yi Xiaomi, you are jealous."

"I am not!"

" You are. "

"I don't have one!"

Yi Xiaomi facepalmed. She sighed to herself that she had really followed Shang Moze. Even her intelligence had deteriorated. Why did she have to carry out such a pointless topic with this man here? It was simply a waste of time and life.

Both of her hands exerted force to break the shackles on her waist. Yi Xiaomi's shoes also ruthlessly stepped on the man's expensive branded male leather shoes. "Shang Moze, let go of me!"

"Yi Xiaomi, I admit that I did have many women in the past."

Yi Xiaomi's body trembled and she calmed down. Her fingers on the side of her body slowly bent and clenched. Her fingertips even began to turn white.

"I will not avoid it. I have had it with Lilith a few times in the past." He pulled Yi Xiaomi's body back and faced him face to face. The man's deep and deep eyes tightly locked onto Yi Xiaomi's exquisite face, "But that is only a physiological need!"

"Ever since I had you, I've never slept with other women!" Shang Moze held Yi Xiaomi's palm-sized face and lowered his head. There was only a thin piece of paper between them, "Yi Xiaomi, I have said it before. I don't care if it is now or in the future. You're the only woman."

Shang Moze placed Yi Xiaomi's soft hand on his chest and used his strength to let her feel the rhythm of his heart. His voice was low and hoarse. "I also said that ever since I met you, this heart has only been beating for you!"

That heart beat violently and vigorously, again and again. Yi Xiaomi raised her head and looked at the fair and beautiful hand. There was no fluctuation on her face. The room was strangely quiet, so quiet that even the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard...