Chapter 937 (1/2)

Eukins

Thinking of the signature on the sketch, Mo Jue's face looked ugly for a moment.

Sure enough, it's that guy.

He knows talina? Or have two people met in the past?

But why never heard anyone mention this man?

Mo Jue thought, maybe it's time to ask ha Mu and ah Zhuo.

He looked at Jiang ruting and opened his mouth, but it was a different problem.

”What do you have to do with Qin Tian?”

Jiang ruting was stunned.

Not eukins. Yan? Why did you suddenly ask Qin Tian again?

”I... don't know her,” she stammered.

From the elder sister to the ”Lord” and then to Qin Tian, so far, this person has not asked her whether she really wants to reform. His every question revolves around others, but Jiang ruting can't avoid answering.

This answer made Mo Jue suddenly smile: ”you sent Qin Tian's photos to the wedding. You don't know, that means your sister did it? It seems that we can only count this account on Jiang Rumo.”

His tone was faint, but Jiang ruting was surprised by the fierceness in his voice. She suddenly looked up at the man still smiling. Her voice was a little unstable: ”it's just a picture. Don't make such a fuss? My sister didn't hurt the people at the wedding venue.”

”Oh, you think so?” Mo Jue looked at her and said, ”why don't you go back and ask Jiang Rumo why he sent Qin Tian's photos. It doesn't hurt people? Oh, your sister's mind is much more vicious than this.”

Mo Jue stood up. There was a trace of evil in his eyes because of the name Qin Tian. He said coldly, ”let me tell you, here, the two words Qin Tian are equivalent to looking for death.”

Jiang ruting was shocked and looked at him speechless.

”Oh, that's right.” Mo Jue took his coat and looked back at Jiang ruting before going out. ”By the way, write all the things you know about Eugene Yan, especially his hobby of pretending to be others.”

With that, without asking if Jiang ruting knew about it and could write it, he turned the door and walked out.

When it is time, he will also go to Jian Haixi's house for dinner.

The door was heavily patted. Jiang ruting looked at the isolated door, and his heart was heavy.

How can she write so that people can trust her without revealing key information?

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Jian Haixi's family.

In the noisy living room, there are a group of people sitting around. Qiaoqiao and aunt LAN have just made a plate of snacks and are smiling to invite everyone to eat.