Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Chapter 253: Want to settle accounts with me?

"Chat with me?" Zhuge Qinuo raised his eyebrows. Yang Qiang had not made any progress after so many years. "There's no need for that!"

"It is very necessary!" Yang Qiang's eyes widened.

Zhuge Qinuo suddenly felt a little emotional.

When she was his wife and Yang Qiang was his mistress, she had never been so arrogant to Yang Qiang. Now, the position of Han Moli's wife has been replaced by someone else. It was really ridiculous that Yang Qiang was accused of something, and Zhuge Qinuo felt a little regretful.

"Why, are you feeling guilty?" Yang Qiang urged, raising her voice a little.

Zhuge Qinuo frowned. He didn't know why, but he himself felt a little guilty when Yang Qiang said that others were guilty.

"Don't talk about these trivial things in my house. Let's go out and talk." Zhuge Qinuo was afraid of disturbing the children, so he made a suggestion. Without waiting for anyone's agreement, he walked to the door, opened it, and signaled with his eyes.

It was winter, and although Yang Qiang didn't want to go out in the cold, Zhuge Qinuo seemed to have a kind of pressure that made her reluctant but had to go.

Press the elevator and go downstairs. Zhuge Qinuo didn't want Yang Qian to make a scene at home, fearing that the children would know something. She also didn't want her to appear in this building, fearing that the neighbors would see and hear something and the children would hear it. Although the possibility of this was very small, she would never let it happen.

She took Yang Qiang out of the building where her house was located. As soon as they left the building, the cold air suddenly enveloped her whole body, and she realized the problem - she was not wearing enough clothes. Looking at Yang Qiang wrapped in a coat, she was a little envious. It was really a mistake.

"We must fight quickly and decisively." Zhuge Qinuo made up his mind.

Yang Qian also noticed this and sneered. Although she felt cold too, she slowed down her pace unconsciously when she saw Zhuge Qinuo wearing so little.

Zhuge Qinuo took Yang Qian to an elevated floor that was a little more sheltered from the wind.

"Come on, don't you have something to tell me?" Without any hesitation, "Hurry up and tell me."

Yang Qian curled her lips and said, "Don't be in a hurry. We need to settle the accounts slowly."

Her exquisite makeup and fiery red lips looked particularly beautiful in the cold weather, but compared to the last time she entered the house, it seemed like something was missing.

"Account? Are you sure you want to settle accounts with me? In what capacity? As Han Moli's wife?" Zhuge Qinuo deliberately widened his eyes. "Is Han Moli such a great figure now? Can anyone just settle accounts with her as her wife?"

"Heh, stop pretending!" Yang Qiang was obviously wearing more clothes than Zhuge Qinuo, but her voice trembled first.

Zhuge Qinuo lamented that the world was getting more and more crazy, so terrible that after the mistress took over, she could be so confident to her ex-wife in her official capacity. At the same time, he smiled and responded: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't vent your emotions here. I'm not an emotional trash can now. If you really have emotions, go vent to your man."

Zhuge Qinuo finished speaking, but still felt it was not enough: "Speaking of this, Han Moli has been here for a few days, and his mission as Chengcheng and Xinxin's father has been completed. You should take him away quickly. We can go back to our own homes, and I can take care of my children quietly, and you can take care of your children too. Don't interfere with each other."

Zhuge Qinuo heard Han Moli say that he and Yang Qiang had a quarrel, and she also knew the purpose of Yang Qiang's visit. She felt that her own words had clearly expressed that she did not want to compete with Yang Qiang for Han Moli at all.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qiang lost control.

"Child? You're just relying on the fact that you have a child!" Her voice suddenly became sharp. "Why are you afraid of the child knowing? This is how you play tricks. You're obviously divorced, but you still keep Han Moli by your side, right?"

Zhuge Qinuo was so angry that he almost laughed: "I'm playing tricks? I've already told you to just take him away. If you two have problems, you two go back and solve them, it's none of my business."

"You and Han Moli, do you still have any shame? If your child never knows, can you stay entangled with him forever?" Yang Qiang was emotional.

If it weren't for the restraint of her upbringing, Zhuge Qinuo felt that Yang Qian would come forward and grab her hair and dig her face like a shrew.

Zhuge Qinuo: "I am not entangled with him."

Yang Qiang: "If there is no entanglement, why does he come to see you almost every week?"

"You have to understand that he came to see the child, not to see me. You also have to understand that the child was awarded to me, and he has visitation rights, which is stipulated by the law. Moreover, I am not at home every week. I am often not at home, and it is always Luo Ma and the child at home. So, how can he come to see me every week? You are overthinking it." Zhuge Qinuo actually understood Yang Qian's feelings. While persuading her with kind words, he also specifically explained the fact that she was often not at home.

"Am I overthinking? Sometimes he doesn't even come home for a day or two! Don't you know that? You're such a good pretender!" Yang Qiang looked indignant.

Zhuge Qinuo was a little confused. She wanted to say something back, telling Yang Qian that she really didn't know Han Moli came here to spend the night. She only knew that Han Moli hadn't come here to live for a long time since he was beaten up by Huang Cangran. He often left at night and came back early in the day, pretending to sleep at home.

The children didn't know about this, but Luo's mother knew about it. So even if she wasn't at home, if Han Moli was sleeping at home, Luo's mother would definitely tell her. She also absolutely believed in Luo's mother's loyalty and would not hide this matter for Han Moli.

So the question is, if he didn't sleep here, nor did he go back to his home with Yang Qiang, where would he go? The answer doesn't seem to be difficult to guess, but a dog can't change its eating habits.

The retribution in this life comes so quickly.

Zhuge Qinuo glanced at Yang Qian and felt some understanding and more sympathy in his heart.

In Yang Qian's current mood, Zhuge Qinuo was unable to explain to her clearly that "Han Moli no longer had a place in her heart". He also couldn't bear to tell her that there was another possibility that Han Moli didn't come home, which she couldn't accept.

Because Zhuge Qinuo was not sure either.

If things were really as she guessed, and this was a matter between them, she should not have told Yang Qiang the truth. She had no qualifications, nor the right or obligation to get involved in their family affairs. If it was just an uncertain guess, she felt that there was no need to make things worse and let this woman, who was as pitiful as she once was, get hurt because of her guess.

"I can only say that I didn't spend much time at home in the first two years. This year, I spent more time at home. Han Moli didn't stay here, except..." Zhuge Qinuo just stated the facts.

"You're lying!" Yang Qiang didn't believe a word of it. "Didn't he move in these few days? He's still here now?"

Zhuge Qinuo was somewhat helpless: "Yeah, I just wanted to say that, except this time, you interrupted me yourself."