At this time, Ling Wanxing looked down at the embarrassed Ling Mi with disgust on his face, and before he could speak again, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and looked at it, his face changed subtly, "Xiao Yu, it's Uncle Mo's phone, you go down with me first." The downstairs are still waiting, and I have to give an explanation to the guests about this matter today! Fourth, I'll leave it to you here. ”

Mo Liangyu nodded in despair, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the dried water stains on his shoes.

He smiled wryly, and when he turned to leave, he looked back deeply at Ling Mi who was lying on the ground.

This one, who used to be his white moonlight, used to be his cinnabar mole, was the goddess who was once deeply stationed in his heart and out of reach.

At the moment, she was as depressed as a beggar, with a crooked face, an open mouth, and disheveled, as rotten and ugly as her soul.

The second he turned his head away, he closed his eyes and suppressed the bitterness in his eyes, followed behind Ling Wanxing, and left the presidential room without saying a word.

It was also from this day that the news that Mo Liangyu, the son of the Mo family, was deceived into marriage, spread all over the streets.

It was also from this moment that Mo Liangyu completely changed.

It was a heart-wrenching realization.

……

The people who came left one after another, and their mood was about the same, full of disgust and disappointment towards Ling Mi.

Again, no one reached out to her.

The members of several major families have never been soft-hearted.

What's more, Ling Mi touched everyone's bottom line this time, she is not guilty to death, but she will never be forgiven.

Not surprisingly, starting today, Ling Mi will be turned away by all the members of the family.

Even if she still holds the title of the daughter of the Ling family, it can't change the fact that she has become a grass chicken.

Ling Wanxing's attitude was already obvious, for him, taking care of the Mo family's face was more important than Ling Mi.

What about her own sister, doing such a shameless thing, disgrace the entire family, whether to expel her from the Ling family, is still in Ling Wanxing's thoughts.

……

At this moment, Ling Mi was still lying on the ground, and the carpet in front of her was already wet with her saliva.

Qiao Mu and Han Yunting kept silent, but smoked cigarettes one after another.

Yan Shiqi returned to the man's side, and naturally stuffed his palm into his hand when he settled.

The man held her back, and found that her fingertips were a little cold, so he covered his palms and rubbed them, "It's still cold?"

Yan Shiqi shook his head silently, glanced at Ling Mi, and changed his words, "It's not cold, it's just a little tired." ”

She didn't want to see Ling Mi anymore, and she didn't have the heart to sympathize with her, and she was to blame for falling into this step.

Things have developed like this, no matter how angry everyone is in their hearts, they still have to care about Ling Wanxing's face after all.

They wouldn't really do anything to Ling Mi, but at least from now on, she was completely ostracized and abandoned.

"Then go home. The man's deep eyes locked on her tired face, pinched the cigarette in his hand, and got up with his arms around her shoulders, and turned his eyes to Qiao Mu and Han Yunting with a look, "Together." ”

Qiao Mu frowned and raised his chin towards Ling Mi, "What about her?"

The man was silent, but his cold and indifferent demeanor was enough to respond to Qiao Mu's inquiry.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu pursed his lips and sighed sincerely, "Isn't it good to leave her here alone to fend for herself?"

Having said that, he slowly stood up and glanced at Ling Mi's miserable appearance, not feeling pity at all.

Han Yunting picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table, and after taking a sip, he pinched the bottle and put it on Qiao Mu's shoulder, "Let's go, whether it's good or not, it doesn't matter to us." ”