Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 375

Chapter 375: 116: Abused the rotten peach blossom, sent for identification_4

Ni Yan responded grimly, “Who knows if you have a plethora of ex-fiancées? Today it’s Zhao Jingrong, maybe tomorrow it will be Wang Jingrong, and the day after might be Zhou Jingrong.”

“I swear I don’t!” Mo Qishen raised three fingers, “It’s only this one Zhao Jingrong. It was back when I was immature for a few months, and my family’s elders arranged it.”

“Really no one else?” Ni Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Absolutely no one else!”

Only then did Ni Yan reveal a smile, “Fine, I’ll believe you this one time. Are you full? If so, let’s go back.”

“Alright!” Mo Qishen nodded, and followed Ni Yan’s pace.

Ni Yan went to the bar to pay the bill.

Mo Qishen didn’t dare say anything else, looking somewhat like an aggrieved little wife.

The two of them were walking one in front of the other. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}

Mo Qishen reached out to tug at Ni Yan’s sleeve.

“What’s up?” Ni Yan turned her head slightly.

Mo Qishen then said, “Yangyang, can you call me a douchebag again?”

Otherwise, he kept feeling that Ni Yan hadn’t really forgiven him.

Ni Yan pinched his waist, “You bastard, if there’s a next time, I won’t spare you.”

When he heard the long-missing phrase, Mo Qishen felt a sense of relief. Bending over, he appeased in a low voice, “Yes, yes, yes, my lord wife, I promise there won’t be a next time.”

But Ni Yan pinched even harder, “Silver-tongued devil!”

“Mercy, my dear, this is called wholeheartedness. Wholeheartedness for you and only you.”

The two of them arrived at the car bantering all the way.

Wu Daming first dropped off Ni Yan, then drove Mo Qishen back to the Mo Family.

He wasn’t sure whether it was an illusion, but Wu Daming felt that after Ni Yan alighted, the temperature inside the car fell several degrees, becoming oppressively cold; he could barely breathe.

“Do you know the Ye Family?” After a while, Mo Qishen’s voice came from the back seat.

“I do.” Wu Daming nodded, “Brother Six, did the Ye Family offend you?”

Mo Qishen slowly lit a cigarette, his handsome face seemed to be coated in a thin layer of ice, “Something far more serious.”

“Huh?” Wu Daming widened his eyes in disbelief.

What could be worse than offending Mo Qishen?