After Mo Yichen left, Qin Yin's pitiful and aggrieved expression instantly disappeared, and she reached out to wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.
A pair of apricot eyes are dark and clear, but their eyes reflect the ultimate coldness.
She knew very well that Mo Yichen did not drive her away for the time being because she was still useful.
If she loses her use value, she will become a homeless little disaster star again.
In her previous life, she was afraid of running away from him, so he slowly came closer to her after about a year of marriage.
She never knew when he fell in love with her, and it was unforgettable.
A new life, this time it was her who approached him first, protected him, and loved him.
Qin Yin walked into the bathroom and prepared to wash up, but in the mirror she saw that her face was covered with reddish-brown acne, the dark circles under her eyes were thick and haggard, and her skin was too pale. Even though her facial features were exquisite, she could not stop her resentful female ghost temperament.
"..." Qin Yin's mentality was a bit broken: Hiss...she just used this majestic appearance to tease Mo Yichen?
No wonder it was thrown.
Who wants to hold a common female ghost in their arms?
Looking at this face, she couldn't help but remember that in her previous life, on the eve of her replacement marriage, she was busy working on a financial plan for her eldest brother Jun Sixuan. She stayed up all night for five nights until her spirit was tense and weak.
As for the pimples all over his face, he secretly tested medicine for his second brother Jun Sili. He couldn't find the medicinal materials in ancient books, so he had to take them himself, which caused his face to be poisoned and turned into red sores.
Thinking of this, Qin Yin made a clicking sound with her knuckles and sneered: In the previous life, she longed for family affection and tried her best to please the Jun family, but she ended up in a situation where her body turned to ashes and no family member could take care of it. How stupid!
This time, she will never make the same mistake again and work as a coward for the Jun family!
His body was overloaded, and Qin Yin didn't sleep well that night.
Three poles high in the sun, Qin Yin finally made up for his sleep.
She opened her eyes and reached for the mobile phone that she had turned off last night, charged it and threw it on the bedside table.
She turned it on, and sure enough she saw that her phone had been bombarded.
Soon, a familiar phone call came in.
Qin Yin pressed the answer button, and the other party's tone was extremely impatient: "Why did you turn off the phone on purpose to play Missing?"
The caller was third brother Jun Siche.
As a top singer, his voice is gentle, clear and magnetic, but at this moment it is full of irritability: "Qin Yin, when will you be as sensible and considerate of the overall situation as Tangtang?"
Two sentences almost made Qin Yin laugh.
"Oh, on the wedding night, my husband pestered me too hard."
"I can't get up at all."
Qin Yin raised his eyebrows, narrowed his almond eyes carelessly, and his tone was cold and intrusive.
Jun Siche frowned slightly, a little surprised that Qin Yin actually accepted Mo Yichen. Isn't he disabled?
And he would even choke on himself.
However, he didn't care about these things for the time being, and his tone became more irritable, and he raised his voice: "Qin Yin, are you finished? Do you have to deliberately use this matter to make everyone angry? "
The whole family felt uncomfortable with the idea of Qin Yin marrying Tangtang, but this was the best way to save Tangtang.
They had to do it.
So facing Qin Yin's cynicism, Jun Sichue still felt a little guilty.
Qin Yin hooked up her lips and said with cold eyes: "It's funny, I'm the one getting married, not you, and I didn't even let you marry someone to sleep with, so you still have a diaphragm? Why are you so pretentious?"
When she was forced to marry as a substitute, when the whole family stared at her and begged her, she didn't forget it at all.
Her father held her with his old hand: "Xiaoyin, your sister has a heart disease and can't bear the excitement. Please marry her into the Mo family."
Her mother gently stroked her hair, giving her the first warmth after returning home: "Xiaoyin, mom knows that I have wronged you, but your sister has never left me since she was a child. Mom is really reluctant to let her marry a disabled person. You are the sister, you should take the responsibility of protecting your sister, right?"
Qin Yin felt cold all over when she heard that: But after she was lost, she had never been loved by her mother since she was a child...
She is the sister, she does not have a heart disease, does she deserve to be a victim?
Although the five brothers were silent, they all looked at her expectantly.
They were all waiting for her to marry a disfigured and disabled man instead of Jun Tangyue.
In the end, it was grandma who used crutches to kneel down with her, forcing her to change into a wedding dress...
Now, what qualifications do they have to respond?
Jun Siche was choked again and his attitude weakened: "In short, even if you feel wronged for Tangtang's replacement, you should not steal the USB flash drive of the financial plan she made for her eldest brother."
"She stayed up all night to make that. If you don't ask for it, you're stealing it!"
"Qin Yin, you are so disappointing. What did you learn during those years abroad? You actually stole things."
Jun Siche's tone became more and more gritty, with a hint of resentment that iron cannot become steel.
Qin Yin listened calmly and had been waiting for this for a long time.
In her previous life, she was accused of "stealing a USB flash drive", but because Jun Tangyue was her biological sister, she begged her many times in private, and she was soft-hearted and took the blame.
But this time...why should she give them face?
Qin Yin smiled mockingly: "Jun Siche, you are so stupid!"
Then hung up the phone.
When the next call comes, block his number.
Immediately, Qin Yin quickly blocked the mobile phone numbers of Jun's parents, grandmother, five brothers, and Jun Tangyue.
Jun Siche listened to the busy signal on his phone in disbelief, and for the first time he felt like he couldn't catch Qin Yin.
He stood there stunned for a second, then dialed again, but was already blocked.
For a moment, Jun Siche's face turned darker.
——
After Qin Yin finished blocking the screen with satisfaction, she looked up and saw Mo Yichen's wheelchair parked at the door.
The man's slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair casually, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know how much he heard.
"Good morning, Mr. Mo~"
As soon as Qin Yin saw him, her almond-shaped eyes instantly turned into small crescents, and her smile was bright and bright.
But there is a little person jumping crazily in my heart: You heard nothing, heard nothing, heard nothing! !
However, God never bless Qin Yin.
The next moment, a low and cold voice came out of the man's thin lips. The playful tone was sexy and clear, and the narrow eyes were filled with gloom: "Did I pester you too hard last night?"
In one sentence, the girl who was still under the covers was so successful that her toes curled up in shame.
What a life save! !
"Misunderstanding...misunderstanding!"
Woohoo, she didn't mean to talk.
She... did it on purpose!
She had no intention of divorcing Mo Yichen. Sooner or later, she would have to eat him up and have some fun first.
But to be heard by oneself is too social.
Mo Yichen glanced at the girl and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "You can't get up at all?"
Another sentence made Qin Yin sit up in shock as he was dying of illness.
She got up from the warm bed, landed on her feet, and jumped in front of the man.
The little girl squatted in front of him, her eyes aggrieved and pitiful, the tip of her nose was red, and her almond-shaped eyes were wet. She was like a lost little white rabbit, pulling at his trouser legs delicately, and she was so well-behaved: "Mo Yichen, I will be good, you Don’t drive me away.”
The moment Qin Yin's soft fingertips pulled the man's trouser legs, the soft and waxy touch seemed to touch the skin through the fabric of the trousers...
Except last night, no woman had ever been so close to him.
Mo Yichen's eyes suddenly darkened, he stretched out a finger to push the girl's forehead away, and said in an impatient and slightly stiff tone: "You only need to be responsible for curing me."
"Shao Xiao wants...something else!"
The last two words were surprisingly awkward.
Zhou Wei, the bodyguard in the dark, was so shocked that his jaw was almost dislocated: Mr. Mo was actually taking the initiative to touch... a woman?
