"I want to fuck my son's Mommy without my consent. Do you think I can be hostile to him?"

Mo Qijue said with grinding teeth.

Turning over the old accounts of Gong Shaochen in the past, I didn't expect that Gong Shaochen had done so many bastards to Tong jiumo.

Hearing the speech, Tong jiumo was stunned and asked, "your son is five years old. That was five or six years ago?"

"Exactly, six or seven years ago." Mo Qijue said with grinding teeth.

Tong jiumo counted the year. His face suddenly darkened and said angrily, "Gong Shaochen is really the first slag man in the century!"

"What do you say?" Mo Qijue asked with great interest.

"Six or seven years ago, that is to say, I had an engagement with him at that time. My family forced me to get engaged to him. At that time, he got involved with childlike innocence and your son's Mommy! Do you think he is a giant slag? "

Tong jiumo said, stopped, hit the Roman pillar with a fist and scolded Gong Shaochen.

Mo Qijue didn't expect that she would be so angry. He came forward to hold her wrist and narrowed his deep eyes. There was a trace of anger in Cen's cold voice, "what are you doing! Hurt yourself for a smelly man! "

"Do you know he's scum! Thanks to my engagement with him, I hated and disgusted that I would agree to the arrangement of my family! "

Tong jiumo thought about what she had done in the past, even if she had no emotional relationship with Gong Shaochen, but she was very uncomfortable when she thought that she had been bound with him!

Tong jiumo was indignant. She broke away from the big hand of Mo Qijue and beat it on Mo Qijue's strong chest. "As an elder, you know your nephew's residue, don't you know how to discipline and educate well?"

"It's not my son."

Mo Qijue said.

This woman dares to beat him.

"But that's your nephew! As an elder, you have this responsibility and obligation to discipline! " Tong jiumo said angrily.

"He's fooling your son's Mommy. You're indifferent. You deserve your wife to be angry."

Tong jiumo said, turned and left.

She just walked out of the mall and came across a girl with a camera and a microphone.

"Little sister, little sister, we are interviewing on the street. Would you like to buy your boyfriend for one night if I give you 100000 yuan?"

"OK, when will you give it? Alipay or WeChat?

The interviewer quickly waved his hand and said, "no, I mean, if you want to?"

"Don't be honest. Don't talk without money."

Tong jiumo waved his hand and said, "if you don't have the money to do so many street interviews, are you kidding people?"

Why do you have so many street interviews.

Also, it's like she has a boyfriend to sell overnight!

"Ah, little sister, I mean if." Seeing that Tong jiumo was so funny, the girl in the interview chased forward and asked.

Tong jiumo also found that he was too upright and said with good cooperation, "give me 100000 to buy my boyfriend for one night?"

"Yes."

Tong jiumo's eyes turned and said smoothly, "you can sell it! Money is more important than love, and I don't know how many ex girlfriends my boyfriend has slept with. Give me 100000 a night. I'll sell him for a year first. Who will buy it and give me the money first? "

The host couldn't laugh or cry. Sure enough, the master was among the people, "won't you mind?"