Xu Moran felt that she and An Yao were not in love, and the scene of blushing faces was really not suitable for them.

Being jealous of a man? No, no, she doesn’t have this kind of hobby!

"Xu Moran, are you very proud now?" An Yao asked with a blushing face. She now has all kinds of emotions, angry, unwilling, and sad...

This time, she did not take the initiative to find Huo Yuhan like last time. It turned out that as long as she secretly settled Xu Moran in private, she would still have a chance, but unexpectedly, she was in vain.

"No, you said that he doesn't love me, so what's so proud of me?" Xu Moran answered her truthfully. This woman was probably already blinded by jealousy!

She actually wanted her to get together with Huo Yuhan. She was missing an excuse for divorce. It would be great if An Yao could hook Huo Yuhan...

She really couldn't afford to mess with this man. At first she really thought he was the one who was bent, but now after living together, she found that the truth seemed to be that way.

If he is bent, he should have despised women in every way, but more than a month after marriage, he always asked for kisses and hugs to her. What is the explanation?

"Since you know, you won't leave him." An Yao's tone was slightly anxious. All this was caused by the woman's jealousy, and she didn't want others to get what she couldn't get.

"Since Miss An knows how to persuade others, why don't she persuade herself?" Xu Moran raised her eyes and glanced at An Yao. She didn't understand what kind of person Huo Yuhan was, and she didn't want to understand.

"I'm different from you." An Yao's face looked ugly. She slightly raised her voice when she said this, obviously she was angry with Xu Moran.

"Of course it's different." Xu Moran's eyes met her, and the smile on her face bloomed like a flower. When her thin lips curled up, she smiled faintly: "Mr. Huo's kissing skills are so bad, and Miss An still loves him to death. It seems that she must be true love."

Xu Moran's words aroused a thousand waves in An Yao's heart, and even had a tendency to become worse.

"You..." An Yao's hand under the table clenched into a fist due to the surging anger. The carefully trimmed nails had already made marks of varying depths in the palm of her hand, but she couldn't feel the pain, and her heart suddenly felt a suffocation.

She was so jealous that she was crazy, and her mind was full of information about their kisses, and she also thought about the scenes of their kisses on her own...

After seeing her reaction, Xu Moran lowered her eyes and said politely: "Apologize to Miss An, I still have something to do, goodbye." After the words, she got up and left her seat.

"Xu Moran, stop!" An Yao's sharp voice sounded behind Xu Moran.

Xu Moran raised his eyebrows and then slowly turned around...

"Bang--" A sudden slap suddenly sounded in the quiet teahouse.

An Yao glared at Xu Moran, who was beaten by her head, and shouted loudly: "What do you think you are? I will tell you that sooner or later he will be mine. Xu Moran, please wait for me."

At that time, Huo Yi, who had just walked down from the second floor, happened to see this scene. He frowned and stopped, and his eyes fell on the two women not far away.

The assistant standing aside was a little worried. This was a sign that Mr. Huo was angry and he immediately did not dare to show up.

Xu Moran raised her hand expressionlessly, and with a "slap" she returned the slap to An Yao.

An Yao covered her face and turned to look at her. Her face with delicate makeup became a little hideous due to the burning of anger. She looked at Xu Moran with disbelief.

She didn't expect Xu Mo to fight back!

Xu Moran's voice was warm at all: "Miss An, my mother once told me that we should be respectful and reciprocated."
Chapter completed!