Chapter 952 What can I do in front of me!

  Sheng Shimo directly dragged her back to his side, confined her with both arms, and did not give her a chance to move.

  He stretched out his well-knotted fingers, poked her bulging cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what are you angry with."

  Wen Churan couldn't struggle anymore, so he simply acted as a living dead, did not move or speak, and did not respond.

  Mo was very patient in his prime, and then asked "Why angry?"

  Wen Churan always ignored him.

  It is said that a woman’s heart is needled under the sea, and this sentence is really true.

  Sheng Shimo pinched Wen Churan’s chin, and forcibly looked at her, asking, "Wen Churan, I helped you, but you still have this attitude? I haven't seen you in five years, why have you become so unconscionable?

   Hearing this, Wen Churan's tight expression loosened slightly, but finally he had a reaction, and said coldly, "I don't need your help at all!"

   "No need?" Sheng Shimo also instantly chilled, "If I don't show up, can you get angry?! Haven't you been wronged and swallowed? What can you do in front of me!"

   "The past five years, I have lived well without you!" Wen Churan's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he severely knocked out Sheng Shimo's hand holding her chin.

  Is it still going well without him?

  At the height of time, Mo suddenly was irritated by this sentence. Without thinking about it, he shouted, "These five years? These five years, it's not because Mu Cheng is taking care of you!"

  It is not so much anger as it is jealousy. He has always been concerned about the fact that Mucheng occupied Wen Chu dyeing and finishing for five years.

  Wen Churan was trembling with anger by Sheng Shimo's words, his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry at any time, but desperately resisted.

  "Shen Shimo, what do you mean?! Do you think I am the kind of woman who can't live without a man?!"

  After Wen Churan roared, he began to struggle desperately.

  Sheng Shimo only then reacted, he said too much, and hurriedly hugged her tightly.

"do not move!"

  Wen Churan is willing to listen to him, and struggles harder "Let go! Let go of me!"

  Mo suddenly approached in her ears and whispered in her ear, "Your son is sitting in front. Are you sure you want to show him how crazy you look?"

  Hearing this, Wen Churan's figure shook and disappeared in an instant.

  In fact, the small milk cans and the small fried dough sticks sitting in front of them have been automated for the deaf and blind.

   In the prime of time, the ink curled her lips, showing the winner’s smile, holding a cotton swab in her hand, trying to treat her wound.

  But she tilted her head and avoided.

   "Even if you want to make trouble, treat the wound before making trouble!" Sheng Shimo approached again with a cotton swab.

  Wen Churan and took the trouble to avoid again.

  At the height of time, Mo finally couldn't bear it, smashed the cotton swab in his hand fiercely, and said angrily, "Wen Churan, do not treat the wound, do you want to leave a scar!"

  Wen Churan smiled coldly, and sarcastically said, "I already have a scar on my face. Are you afraid of more?"

   Hearing this, Sheng Shimo's face changed in an instant, his eyes looked at her left cheek subconsciously, her hair was covered, and the old scars were looming.

   Thinking of the surveillance video that she had just watched, everyone laughed wantonly at her, insulting her as an ugly monster and a lame.

  His heart throbbed hard.

  Somehow, the atmosphere in the car suddenly fell silent.

  Wen Churan's face was cold and no longer struggling, Mo hugged her in the prime of time, and did not move.

  (End of this chapter)