The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo stood up straight, and when he turned his head, there was already a perfect smile without any flaws on his face, "Gu Shaoyou...what's wrong with your face?"

The face of the man behind him is very wonderful, with cracked lips, a small piece of gauze on his forehead, two or three bruises on his cheekbones, and a pair of sunglasses in his eyes.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses in this environment, in addition to pretending to be forced, is to hide.

Gu Shao obviously doesn't need to pretend, so he must be hiding.

"Cough..." Gu Bei coughed embarrassingly. It was really embarrassing. There were already a lot of people paying attention to him just now. He could imagine how many versions of the story the whole circle would write about his face tomorrow. Come.

But these are not the main points. The main point is that he must come, "Can I take a step to speak?"

Although Ling Qianmo was a little strange, he appeared at the reception with such a face. He must have told himself something important, so he nodded and followed him to the balcony.

As soon as the sliding door is closed, it completely isolates the noise of the scene, as if it were two worlds.

Ling Qianmo adjusted the bangs that had been disturbed by the night wind, "Can Gu Shao speak now?"

"Sorry." When he opened his mouth, he apologized, and even his ridiculous brows became serious.

Ling Qianmo's heart beat fiercely, with a bad feeling, "What's wrong?"

Gu Bei looked at the delicate face of the woman close at hand, closed his eyes, took a deep breath to calm his emotions, and then said, "I was drunk with Zi'an last night, we were drunk, and the two of them pinched up, and then... I don’t Be careful of what you asked me to do, and say it."

Ling Qianmo hung down to his side and clenched the skirt tightly.

No wonder he was suddenly cold last night.

No wonder, his eyes are always full of boredom and irritability after depression.

"I know." In the end, Ling Qianmo just closed his eyes, and then said lightly, "I will explain to him after the reception is over."

"Do you want me to help..."

"No need." Ling Qianmo refused without even thinking about it. Later, he felt a little hurt and bit the corner of his lip. "He can find a woman if he is gone, but brother can't."

She didn't want to turn their brothers against each other because of her relationship.

Ling Qianmo turned around and reached out to pull the sliding door of the balcony. After the man was silent, his very serious voice suddenly sounded.

"If Zi An really doesn't want you, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Qianmo had already opened the sliding door of the balcony, and the noisy clamor suddenly rushed in, drowning the words behind him.

The woman didn't look back, but went straight out.

He didn't know, did she pretend not to hear, or really did not hear.

After walking out of the balcony, Ling Qianmo pinched the fingers of his fingertips and then slowly released it. In the bottom of his heart, a huge wave was set off because of the vain words.

She finally understood why Ye Zi'an was so angry.

His brother coveted his woman, but his woman was still unscrupulous and entangled with his brother...

Although she didn't, she couldn't stand his misunderstanding.

Ling Qianmo closed her eyes deeply. When the reception is over, she will tell him everything, including her thoughts.

However, when she made a decision, an accident happened.

boom!

With a loud noise, the crystal lamp on the ceiling suddenly fell, and the ground trembled three times.

At the same time when the crystal lamp fell, a few people were pressed underneath before it could escape in the future.

"what……"

People were directly frightened by this sudden scene, and then they were brought back to their senses by the screams.

Ling Qianmo reacted first, pushing away the crowd and rushing over, reaching out to move the crystal lamp away.

But the reason why this Jinjing clubhouse can become one of the most high-end clubhouses in Spring City is because of their unique chandelier decoration.

Their lamps are all designed by famous Italian teachers and made of fine crystals. Each lamp is expensive to make.

The crystal lamp they ordered for the Hall of Honor alone cost more than 10 million yuan, and the net weight was more than 500 catties.

How could she carry such a heavy object by herself.

"Come and help with a few people and move the crystal light away. You, call 120, and call for more ambulances." Ling Qianmo's face was pale, but he still pretended to be calm and commanded.

In the crowd, Xiang Heng, Li Nan, and Gu Bei squeezed out at the same time, and the appeal of several of them was obviously stronger than that of Ling Qianmo.

Not long after, a dozen young and strong men worked together to remove the crystal lamp.

However, the scene after the crystal lamp was removed caused many people present to vomit while covering their mouths on the spot.

Because directly below the crystal lamp, a girl was smashed beyond recognition, the flesh and blood were intertwined, and there were some red, white and white things...

Puff!

Ling Qianmo's legs softened and fell to the ground.

She never dreamed that she would kill her!

"Momo..." Xiang Heng stepped forward with some worry and supported her shoulders, but didn't know what to say.

Gu Bei glanced at her, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he took out his phone and turned and crowded out the crowd.

When this happened, everyone lost the interest in having fun. Fortunately, they had escaped, and left one after another without even saying hello.

The ambulance came quickly and took away the injured, as well as the deceased who was smashed beyond recognition and whose identity was unknown for a while.

***

In the hospital, outside the emergency room.

Ling Qianmo was sitting on the bench outside the emergency room with her arms in her arms, her face pale without a trace of blood.

At the reception she organized, there were human lives.

Thinking of that innocent girl who was killed, she seemed to be at her age, the guilt in Ling Qianmo's heart was like a sea wave, rising one after another.

Xiang Heng sat not far away, looking at her red bloody eyes, tears falling down, wanting to come up to comfort, but he didn't know what to say or what to do.

After a while, I walked to the side of the vending machine and bought a can of hot drink back.

Hand it to her, "Drink something, don't worry too much, they should be fine."

Ling Qianmo didn't reach out to pick it up, and even after she arrived at the hospital, she had been sitting like this without even making any extra moves.

Regardless of whether they will have trouble, she can't escape her responsibility.

Noisy footsteps came from the end of the corridor. Not long after, a group of people rushed over.

The obvious comer is not good.

Xiang Heng stood up and walked over to stop him, but he was pushed aside before he could speak.

An old man with gray hair and crutches was in the lead, with sharp eyebrows and vigor.

Xiang Heng only glanced at it and couldn't help frowning severely.

The old man walked straight to Ling Qianmo and slapped his hand when he raised his hand.