“Want to know why Mo Yao hates me so much?”
Vanessa Simmons asked suddenly.
“Because you humiliated him and took his clothes off to show them to others…” said Amy blankly.
“Then do you know why I humiliated him?”
Vanessa Simmons raised his eyebrows.
Amy squeezed her lips and said no more.
She was actually trying to say that it was because Vanessa Simmons didn’t succeed in hooking up with him.
However, it seems that she can’t convince herself of this reason.
Vanessa Simmons has such a beautiful fiance.
Why hook up with Mo Yao?
“Then I’ll tell you.” Vanessa Simmons said slowly, “Because she wanted to hit on me, she didn’t make it, so he wanted to get back at me.”
“Impossible!”
Amy suddenly raised her head. ‘mo Yao’s brother only loves me!”
“Yes.”
Vanessa Simmons’s mouth evoked a scorn. “However, your Mo Yao brother doesn’t just love you.”
“No way, no way…”
Amy shook her head desperately. “He said that he only loves me, and no one will love…”
Vanessa Simmons stopped talking and handed Amy her cell phone.
Amy wait for a while looked at the monitoring content above, which is the video of Mo Yao eating at Yan Ning’s house. In the picture, he kept talking about dirty jokes and even said obscene words that invited Vanessa Simmons to go to bed.
She just collapsed and put aside her cell phone.
“You lie to me, you lie to me, it’s not true!”
“Whether it is true or not, you know it in your own heart.”
Vanessa Simmons whispered.
After Sarah Miller understood the incident in the fog, he looked at Amy with hatred of iron and steel: “Why are you so stupid! He is PUA you, understand! Fortunately, you didn’t make a big mistake, or you would die!”
Amy cried loudly and couldn’t listen to anything.
“Let her cry.”
There is no trace of temperature in Vanessa Simmons’s pale ink eyes. “When you dry your tears tomorrow, just pretend that nothing has happened.”
“Let’s go.”
Sarah Miller had to follow Vanessa Simmons.
“Then we really don’t care about her, she is also very poor…”
“There must be something hateful about poor people.”
When they were about to open the door of the lounge, one hand grabbed Vanessa Simmons’s trousers.
A voice with deep tears sounded behind it.
“Then what should I do?”
Vanessa Simmons stopped, looked back, and looked at Amy, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts, in a faint tone.
“You are still saved.”
Amy doesn’t know how she came to Mo Yao.
Mo Yao is drinking with her friend, and when she sees her, her face is impatient.
“What are you doing here?”
“I want to talk to you.”
Amy took a deep breath and said.
“I’m busy. Can’t you see I’m drinking with my brothers?”
Mo Yao turned his head and continued to laugh with his friends.
Amy’s eyes dimmed. After a few seconds, a soft voice sounded.
“I have done what you asked me to do.”
“Really?”
Mo Yao suddenly turned back, a face of surprise.
“Honey, have you really done it?”
“Hmm.”
Amy nodded.
Mo Yao smiled and wanted to touch her head, but she was evaded by Amy, and she didn’t feel embarrassed. “I knew my Amy was the best. Go, take me there. Where are they?”
“I’ll take you.”
Amy took Mo Yao to the lounge.
When we get to the door of the lounge.
Amy suddenly stopped, Mo Yao followed her, didn’t pay attention to hit her back, hit the nose all pain, see Amy back, choked back impatient look.
“What’s the matter, dear?”