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Chapter 1250 The bottom line that must not be touched

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    "But she already knows. Our past is not a secret. As long as we find a private detective to investigate, we will find out everything we want to know." An Qi growled excitedly.

    Su Mo looked at her and sneered, "She's not as boring as you."

    An Qi was shocked, but said stubbornly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

    Su Mo's eyes turned colder, "Do you have to make it clear before you give up? Two months ago, you hired a private detective to investigate Wei Jiaren. Because you didn't cause any harm to her, I kept turning a blind eye.  But that doesn¡¯t mean I will condone any of your actions.¡±

    An Qi saw that she could no longer deny it, so she admitted it directly.

    "Yes, I hired a private detective, so what? I just want to get you back, Su Mo, you are mine!"

    "An Qi, how can you understand that I no longer belong to you, and Jia Cai is my wife." Su Mo looked cold and serious.

    The more she spoke, the more excited she became. Her originally clear eyes became blurred. She covered her head with both hands uncontrollably and roared hysterically, "You are mine, you are mine. No one can take you away. Wei Jiaren, I will kill you."  She, I want to kill her, ah¡ª¡ª"

    Her frantic look made Su Mo become nervous. He stepped forward and hugged her, "Anqi, calm down."

    "Su Mo is mine, it's mine, it's mine" she kept repeating, and started to cry loudly.

    "An Qi, calm down." Su Mo hugged her on the sofa and let her lean on his chest.

    The hand she held tightly to his arm was as cold as a dead hand, and it kept trembling. She kept repeating, "Su Mo is mine, and you are mine, right?"

    She stared at him, her eyes unfocused, and her emotions became more and more agitated.

    "Yes, I am yours."

    In order to appease her, Su Mo still said something against his will.

    An Qi almost cried with joy. She hugged him tightly, "You are mine, and Su Mo is An Qi's. It's great."

    After An Qi took the medicine, her mood finally stabilized and she fell asleep quickly.

    Su Mo picked up his coat with a tired look and was about to leave when he met An Qi's mother coming back from outside. She was a well-known pianist named Anman.

    "Su Mo is here. It's so late and it's not safe to drive. Let's stay here tonight." Anman said with a warm smile and handed the leather bag in his hand to the nanny nearby.

    "No, An Qi has gone to bed, it's time for me to go back." Su Mo had already changed his shoes at the entrance.

    Anman is a sensible person and knew that An Qi must have been ill again, which was why Su Mo was in such trouble.

    She knows how difficult it is to take care of a schizophrenic and severely depressed patient.

    "Su Mo, my aunt knows that you have worked hard over the years, but An Qi is a patient. No matter what she did wrong, I hope you can tolerate her."

    "Aunt, I don't care what An Qi does to me, because I owe her this. Kejiaren doesn't owe her anything. If she is hurt in the slightest, I will never tolerate anyone else."

    His words were very calm, but Anman still felt the coldness coming to his face, even a little bit vicious.

    Anman trembled subconsciously, knowing that she could never touch his bottom line.

    Su Mo seems to be a very easy-going person, but once he shows his true nature, it will really outweigh the gains and losses.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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