Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

The Chi family used to have servants, but when she moved out for a few years, she only hired part-time workers to clean up, and she was not used to it for a while.

She brushed her long hair, "I eat porridge and steamed buns."

"Okay, here it is for you."

After breakfast, Chi Huan held his phone and thought for a while, then clicked the man's name in the address book and dialed the phone.

It was quickly connected over there, with a deep and sweet voice, but it could have been gentle, but the tone was a little indifferent, "Have you had breakfast?"

She pursed her lips, "I've eaten."

"Yue Lin will follow up on your father's matter, and he will tell you about any progress and results. You don't have to worry too much."

Chi Huan hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "Oh, good."

The phone line was silent for a few seconds, and the man asked over there, "Is there anything else?"

"there is none left."

"Just tell me if you need anything, huh?"

"Then you can send me Yue Lin's phone number."

"it is good."

Chatting with Mo Shiqian can't be fruitful, especially when you have nothing to say, it's like being subjected to an embarrassing torture, "Then I'll hang up."

"If you want to go out, call An Ke."

"Oh."

The man's voice was low and faint, "See you tonight."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, she looked down at the phone screen until the automatic lock screen went dark.

From this man, she can feel the thoughtful care, but lacks the warmth and intimacy——

Or, she shouldn't have any emotions in the first place, but this caring is too thoughtful, which reflects the distance between her and him, so there is a gap that she can feel.

…………

Mo Shiqian sent Yue Lin's mobile phone number, and she dialed it, wanting to visit Chi An again, and also to find out more about it... What will be the general outcome of this case.

Yue Lin promised to spend time with her at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Mo Shiqian arranged for a special moving company to move her things to No. 10 Famous Mansion, and even sent a reliable and dexterous servant there, but Chi Huan was worried, and some things didn't like being touched by others. So I went to supervise the work myself.

She only let them move some necessary things and clothes for this season, and the rest stayed in the apartment.

Subconsciously, I didn't feel that I would live there for a long time.

It's just that right now—she has no capital, and she has no reason to refuse Mo Shiqian's request. She started to enter the entertainment industry when she was young. Although her temperament has not been smoothed, she still knows what to do when necessary.

What's more, Mo Shiqian is kind to her, she knows in her heart, why doesn't she know good from bad.

Around eleven o'clock, she was packing up her notebook and ipad in her study when the cell phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Without thinking too much, she reached out and took it.

While sorting out the textbooks of the university, he said, "Hello, who is it?"

There was no speaking for several seconds.

"Hey?"

Still quiet, Chi Huan frowned, "If you don't speak again, I'll hang up."

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, there was a sudden voice.

"Huanhuan."

Her movement of taking the book stopped in an instant, and her tiptoed heels fell back to the ground. Half of the book that was pulled out fell down because she suddenly let go, and hit her feet directly.

She wrinkled her face in pain, but she didn't make a sound.

There was a repeated sentence, "Huanhuan."

Chi Huan's pretty face was frosted with indifference, "Who are you?"

The other end sighed softly, "Do you have time?"

"No."

After a moment of silence, the cold but slow and peaceful voice continued, "You must have lunch at noon, I invite you to dinner, at Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road, at 11:30, I reserved a box, Waiting for you to come."

Chi Huan didn't speak, his face was colder and colder.

The other side slowly added another sentence, "I heard about your father..."

With a blank face, she hung up the phone directly.

She sat back in the chair in front of the desk, with her fingers on her knees, looking at the bright sunshine outside, she felt a chill all over her body, a feeling that she hadn't experienced for a long time surged in her heart, and she curled up her fingers little by little.

Until noon, Chi Huan sat in the study and did not go out to talk to the people who moved her, but they would occasionally come in and ask a few questions, and she always answered them briefly and indifferently.

…………

At twelve o'clock, on Bijing Road, a white Ferrari is parked on the parking lot in front of Xiaonanguo.

An Ke looked at the silent woman from the rearview mirror, and asked carefully, "Miss Chi, do you need me to accompany you?"

Chi Huan lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt, "No need, you can find a place nearby to have lunch, I'll call you later."

As a bodyguard, An Ke's professional ability is impeccable, and he is dedicated to his duties, but he never asks too much.

"Okay, Miss Chi."

Chi Huan got out of the car. She was wearing that dark blue coat today, with sunglasses on her palm-sized face, her long hair hanging down her waist like seaweed, her facial features were pretty, except for her calm eyes.

She stepped on ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and her back was straight.

An Ke watched her disappear, hesitated for a while, and then called Mo Shiqian with her mobile phone.

"Mr. Mo."

"What's up?"

"It seems that someone invited Ms. Chi to dinner. On the way I sent her here... I feel that she is not in the right mood. Would you like to call her and ask her?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, then asked lightly, "Where is the appointment?"

"Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road."

"I see."

…………

It was the most luxurious box in Xiao Nanguo. When the waiter opened the door for her, Chi Huan stood at the door and saw the two women sitting at the dining table elegantly.

Two women of the same age, even with a similar aura.

There was a cold and mocking arc on her lips, her first reaction was to turn around and leave, but in the next second, she held back.

It was Mrs. Mo who spoke first, with her usual smile on her face, "What are you doing standing at the door, come in quickly."

Chi Huan curled his lips and walked in.

She raised her hand to take off her sunglasses, put her hand aside with her bag, sat down, didn't look at the two women on the table, casually flipped through the menu that the waiter put in front of her, and said lazily, "Give it to me." Have a glass of water."

"Good lady."

The waiter took the door and went out. She still lowered her head and flipped through the menu with her fingers.

"Huanhuan."

The one who called her was a middle-aged woman who was about the same age as Mrs. Mo, her black hair was pulled into a neat bun, and she was wearing a valuable custom-made coat. Her demeanor was serious and cold.

Without raising his eyes, Chi Huan said flatly, "Shouldn't we order first when we eat? The waiting time will not be short."

Mrs. Mo smiled, she looked even more cordial in comparison, and said, "Huanhuan must be hungry, let's order food first."

The woman opposite Mrs. Mo had some disapproval in her eyebrows and eyes, and said, "Are you so rude? Once you come in, you ignore everyone."