Mo Chen's prolonged silence made her furious!
She unbuckled her own seatbelt, completely enraged.
"Mo Chen, let's just speak our hearts out today," she said.
"..."
In Qiao Ruoxin's beautiful eyes, mist was gathering, her voice slightly crying, "Do you not love me anymore? Do you not want to get married? You haven't touched me for so long, are you tired of my body? Even the most beautiful women become boring to you after a while, losing their novelty, right?"
So, was it because Mo Chen got drunk last night that he sought that thrill and wanted to sleep with her?
She completely vented all the dissatisfaction in her heart.
If she didn't speak up, she felt she would suffocate to death, internal injuries from holding it all in!
Mo Chen's eyes darkened, "Shut your mouth!"
"Then answer me!"
The man's face turned extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "No! Stop imagining things!"
