Chapter 117 (1/2)

”I don't know! My elder brother used to have a good comrade in arms when he went to be a soldier, and his name was Nangong Haotian. Then I don't need to tell you who Nangong Xiyan is! ” Ouyang Mo'er didn't tell her that Nangong Haotian was no longer in the world. She pointed out some things. As for the detailed source, it would be more appropriate for her elder brother to tell her.

”It turned out to be the sister of a comrade in arms.” Xia Xinfei murmured, but why did he show a very sad expression that day?

”Yes! As for the details, please ask him. ” Ouyang Mo'er shrugged her shoulders. Anyway, she didn't like Nangong sunset very much. She always felt that she was very good at painting. She could not understand her heart even more than Beishui painting.

”Say it again!” Since she is a friend's sister, there should be no big problem.

”Do you want to go and eat before you go back.” Ouyang Mo'er can't help asking for a lot of street snacks outside.

”No, it's not good to eat too late.” Xiafei is very particular about keeping fit, so she is good at keeping fit.

”Listen to you, then go straight back.” Ouyang Mo'er doesn't force her to eat. In fact, she doesn't choose the place to eat. Whether it's street snacks or high-end restaurants, she can be very OK.

”Well!” The tone is a little lazy, which shows that her mood is not very good. Even if she knows that Bei Shui painting is the sister of Mu Zixuan's comrades in arms, her heart will still have some worries. After all, his eyes toward Nangong Xiyan are so spoiled, but what he looks at himself is so cold that she can't feel half a silk of warmth.

”Mo'er, can you tell me how Beishui painting broke up with your elder brother?” Xia Xinfei again threw a heavy news, scared Ouyang Mo'er almost came to an emergency brake.

”You even know her.” I just went abroad. Why did everything change after I came back?

”Why, do you want to keep it from me?” Xia Xinfei side of the head, very seriously looking at her.

”As for this, I can only tell you that Bei Shui painting just got out of prison a few days ago, and the story is not clear in three or two sentences. Moreover, I am not a party. I always think that it would be better for my elder brother to tell you such a thing on his own initiative.” Ouyang Mo'er said while watching her face change, very worried that she would be sad.

”Out of jail? What do you mean Xia Xinfei is very confused, which means that she was in prison before Beishui painting?

”The crime of unintentional wounding was only an accomplice, so he was sentenced for more than three years.” This is a very long story, to read it, it is a very difficult thing.

”That's why your brother got drunk the day she got out of prison?” Therefore, I will regard myself as that woman. It is a very sad thing to think about.

”Don't worry too much, sister-in-law. Actually, they are in the past. As for my elder brother's drunkenness, I think it's just a coincidence.” Ouyang Mo'er tries to argue for his elder brother, but he doesn't know that the damage has already been caused.

”Whether it's a past tense, you and I don't count.” This problem, completely depends on Mu Zixuan's own attitude, is really not what she can control.