C9 Was the Size of the Clothes Appropriate?

Moo Jingyang sneered. In the face of his father's anger, he didn't seem to mind at all, "Anyway, I love Yunruo. As for not putting the Xiang family in my eyes... I never thought that the Xiang family was easy to bully. As I said, an engagement is just a wishful thinking of the family.

In order to avoid embarrassment, I did not expose and deny this matter at the first possible moment. This is already giving great respect and face to the family. Now, for the sake of my lover, I will naturally not allow the rumors to continue. This is an insult and disrespect to Yunruo. "

Moo Jingyang got up and his slender fingers pulled. He turned around elegantly and wore a white shirt on his body. He tied the buttons one by one and his burning gaze remained on Hang Yunruo, expressing his love as though there was no one else around.

Hang Yunruo was stunned as she looked at Moo Jingyang and the meaningful smile on his face. She knew that she had been tricked by Moo Jingyang.

Everyone present had been schemed against by Moo Jingyang. They were in a game of chess and did not know about it. Like these people, she was just a doll in the palm of Moo Jingyang's hand.

Suddenly, she smiled bitterly. Hang Yunruo held the corner of her mouth and did not make a sound. She just leaned against the bed and admired the performance that Moo Jingyang had planned.

Third Uncle of the Moo family, Moo Wanli, was sitting in a wheelchair. His ferocious face revealed a terrifying aura. He was disabled because of a car accident. His face was disfigured and the scar on his face made him look even more terrifying.

He glared at Hang Yunruo fiercely, as if he wanted to kill her.

It was this woman again. This woman was really capable.

She was chased away, yet she was still able to return?!

"If there's nothing else, please return! Don't tell me you still want to stay and observe?" Moo Jingyang's cold voice suddenly sounded. He rolled up his sleeves and said with an expressionless face.

Moo Wanli snorted coldly and was pushed away by the servants in the wheelchair. His face was extremely cold and gloomy.

He flicked his father's sleeves and left. Xiang Xinci's pair of eyes stared intently at Hang Yunruo. The calm expression on her face was already surging in the depths of her eyes. She wished that she could kill the woman in front of her.

She originally thought that she would be able to sit firmly on Moo Jingyang's wife's seat, but she did not expect this woman to have such means. She even thought of getting a room to announce the news to the media.

If Xiang Xinci knew that this group of media reporters was called over by Moo Jingyang, She was afraid that she would even have the heart to jump off a building.

But before she could know, she was dragged away by her father.

"Kindness, let's go!!" Father Chao angrily pulled Xiang Xinci's arm and forcefully pulled her away.

When the building was empty, the reporters naturally left. They bowed to Moo Jingyang very politely and respectfully.

Only Hang Yunruo and Moo Jingyang were left in the room.

Moo Jingyang turned around and looked at Hang Yunruo. He narrowed his eyes and his thin lips slightly curled up. His low voice seemed to have some concern. It was completely different from the arrogant, cold, and domineering tone just now. "Yunruo, are you tired? Do you want to sleep for a while more?"

"Sleep for a while more, and I will be tricked by you again?! "Let's do it again. " Open the door?! " Hang Yunruo sneered. Her beautiful eyes were cold and her tone was cold to the bone.

How can you say that it is a scheme? I am only telling the world that you are my woman. " Moo Jingyang knelt on the bed and his handsome face was in front of Hang Yunruo. His hot breath fell on Hang Yunruo's face. His ambiguous tone made Hang Yunruo dislike him even more.

Hang Yunruo frowned and turned her head to the side. Her eyes were indifferent as she sneered. "Can't you have some face? Make a phone call and intercept those news drafts. If you want to embarrass yourself, I won't stop you, but don't implicate me."

Are you ordering me? " Moo Jingyang raised his eyebrows slightly and his thin lips curled into an evil smile. He leaned closer to Hang Yunruo and sat on the bed. His slender arm grabbed Hang Yunruo's shoulder and laughed softly beside her ear.

"You can also order me. As long as you remarry with me, you will be Mrs Moo. At that time, everything will be up to you. " What news drafts? Gossip magazine news? As long as you, Mrs Moo, speak, I will stop you. "

"Hehehe..." A trace of anger appeared on Hang Yunruo's face. She shrugged her shoulders and shook off Moo Jingyang's beautiful and slender "pig's hand." She stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes and retorted. "Moo Jingyang, your skin is getting thicker and thicker now."

"It is always like this. Do you want to find an excuse to touch and experience it? "Let's see if it's thicker and thicker than before." Moo Jingyang put his handsome face together and rubbed it against Hang Yunruo's body.

Hang Yunruo twisted her body in disgust and turned around to ignore this bastard. She looked around the room but did not find her clothes. "Where are my clothes?"

Moo Jingyang laughed softly. "I tore them!"

"You!!" Hang Yunruo was so angry that she gritted her teeth. In the end, after holding it in for a long time, she could only curse out loud. "Moo Jingyang, you bastard."

Moo Jingyang's thin lips curled into a beautiful arc. He then took out a paper bag. Inside was Hang Yunruo's new clothes.

Hang Yunruo took the paper bag and walked into the bathroom. When she changed her clothes and removed the hanging plates, she found the old clothes in the bathroom. They were all dirty stains. It turned out that she had vomited her clothes.

She shrugged slightly and sighed. She turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Moo Jingyang was still sitting on the sofa, his legs crossed elegantly. From afar, he looked like a god. His noble and cold temperament made people not dare to look at him. However, such a person was like a rogue in front of her.

Hang Yunruo grabbed her bag and walked towards the door. She heard Moo Jingyang's leisurely voice, "I'm leaving now. What's the difference between this and lifting up your pants and not recognizing anyone?"

Hang Yunruo's face darkened. She clenched her palm and almost roared at Moo Jingyang in a low voice. "Moo Jingyang, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, okay. I am talking nonsense. Is the size of the clothes suitable?"

"It's suitable."

Yes, I measured it with my own hands in the past. Sure enough, it's correct. "

"Moo Jingyang!" Hang Yunruo almost went berserk.

Moo Jingyang smiled and said, "I will send you back."

"No need."

Hang Yunruo refused to let Moo Jingyang send her back, but her objection was useless. Moo Jingyang stuck to her like a small tail and followed her all the way downstairs. He must send her back.

Hang Yunruo could not pester him and had to compromise. Along the way, she sat up straight and solemn, her face as dark as a door god.

Seeing her like this, Moo Jingyang was neither anxious nor angry. Instead, he kept talking to her and rolled his eyes at her a few times. Hang Yunruo was so angry that she almost wanted to jump out of the car.

The next day.

The gallery opened early, but a group of uninvited guests welcomed them, ruining the scenery.

The women of the Moo family could be considered as moving beasts. They were noble ladies from wealthy families, but their combat strength was comparable to Mama Rong.

third aunt Moo angrily led her family's sister-in-law and the younger generation's wife into Hang Yunruo's gallery with killing intent.