Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan went back to the bed and sat down, but he no longer felt sleepy.

It sat like this for about ten minutes.

She picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, the screen lit up, unlocked it, opened the address book, found Tang Yueze's number, and clicked to dial it.

It was connected within seconds.

It was late at night, and he was supposed to be sleeping, but Tang Yueze's voice didn't feel sleepy or fuzzy, it just seemed lazy and indifferent, "Miss Chi."

"Did Mo Shiqian call you?"

"I didn't get scolded for calling so late, obviously because I had already been woken up once."

Chi Huan paused, and asked directly, "Then...how did you answer him?"

Tang Yueze sneered at the other end, and smiled lazily, "I don't remember anyone ever praising me for being magnanimous and ignoring past suspicions. Do you think so, Ms. Chi?"

A few seconds of silence.

Chi Huan said, "Young Master Tang, have you ever thought about something?"

"Um?"

"If Liang Manyue dies, what will she think before she dies, and what will you think when you think of her in the future?"

The man smiled over there, "What should I think?"

Chi Huan's voice became very soft, and there seemed to be a thin smile lingering in the lightness, "Does she regret it, or does she feel relieved and satisfied to die for Mo Shiqian?"

Tang Yueze didn't speak.

She continued, "If she dies, when you think of her again in the future, no matter how indifferent your expression is, you will still feel resentful and unwilling...isn't it?"

He smiled lowly, "It's very possible."

"It's good for her to be alive. Mo Shiqian doesn't want her. Even if she makes such a sacrifice, he still doesn't want her. Then, you don't want her anymore... You go to love others, embrace others, and let her know that she has lost You are such a disadvantage, isn't it much better to see her regretting than to be resentful?"

Tang Yueze laughed, and couldn't stop laughing.

"She also sacrificed for you. Look at you, you have really bad intentions."

Chi Huan smiled faintly, "Why, am I wrong?"

"You are more provocative than your man."

"Are you incited?"

"let me consider it."

Chi Huan said again, "Mr. Tang, I guess she should be one of the few jobs you spent a lot of energy on sincerity, but she was dumped in the end. As a woman, I know women's thoughts best. The more you treat her, the more you treat her." Well, it will be more painful for her to think of you after losing you, if you put her life and death at risk, she may feel that leaving this man is really a right choice, what do you think?"

"It seems that I really can't ignore it."

She smiled slightly, "That's right."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan guessed that she had succeeded in persuading Tang Yueze——

It can't be regarded as her persuasion, maybe he originally planned to intervene, or had the idea of ​​intervening.

Taking a long breath, she closed her eyes, put her feet back on the bed, hugged the pillow and stepped back, leaning her back against the back, then put down her phone and stared at the darkness outside the window in a daze.

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Later, Chi Huan was tired from sitting, so she lay down on the bed to rest, and when the sky was slightly bright, she fell asleep in a daze.

Three days passed like this.

Mo Shiqian would call her every day, and simply chat for a few minutes, in fact, he probably just told her that she was safe, and his voice was getting more and more tired.

Chi Huan never asked or talked too much, but every time he told him to remember to rest and eat.

Three days later, in the evening, when she was about to go downstairs for dinner, her cell phone rang, and she almost thought it was Mo Shiqian's call, so she immediately picked it up to check.

But what is displayed on the screen is not wood ink, but Fengxing.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her heart rose to her throat.

Why did Fengxing call her, could it be...

Her fingertips were cold and she clicked the answer, her voice was tense and trembling, "Fengxing..."

"Is it convenient for you to come to the hospital now?"

"Fang...convenient."

Feng Xing's tone was very ordinary, "Then you ask An Ke to bring you over. By the way, you ask your chef to prepare two dinners and bring them over. I haven't had a good meal for a few days."

"Okay... I see," she held the phone tightly with her fingers, and asked cautiously, "Mo Shiqian... is he okay?"

"Nothing."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan turned around and ran to the cloakroom in a hurry to take out a coat, then trotted downstairs, "Mama Li, Mama Li, give me two thermal boxes."

Mama Li was cleaning, she said a word, and hurried to go.

The dish was just served on the dining table. She took a look and found that it was still steaming hot, which happened to be enough for two people...

Although she ate alone these days, she asked the kitchen to prepare meals for two people every day, in order to avoid Mo Shiqian coming back suddenly one day.

Together with Mama Li, she packed all the meals into two portions, then called An Ke, and went straight to the hospital.

By the time we got there, it was already dark, and the light in the hospital was blindingly white.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Feng Xing, who was overlooking the night by the chair window, turned to look at her, and then his eyes fell on the incubator in An Ke's hand behind her.

He raised his arm and beckoned, "Put it on the tea table over there for me."

Chi Huan didn't look at him, and rushed to the bed in a few steps.

In fact, this is not a hospital bed, it is obviously a temporary folding bed, because Liang Manyue slept on the hospital bed in this ward, and the man did not take off his clothes, and fell asleep quietly with his eyes closed. You could see the tiredness on his face.

Chi Huan leaned over, stroked his face with his fingers, and whispered his name, "Mo Shiqian...Mo Shiqian."

There was a faint voice from Feng Xing in the ward, "If you can't wake up, stop screaming. Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, eat his."

Chi Huan looked up at Feng Xing who was already sitting on the sofa, reaching out to unscrew the insulation box, "What's wrong with him?"

Feng Xing glanced at her, "Isn't it obvious enough? I fell asleep and haven't closed my eyes for three days, so I slept relatively deeply."

"..."

Her tense nerves relaxed immediately, and she leaned her head on the man's arm.

"Are you hurt?"

"Maybe a slight injury. When he wakes up, you can ask him to go to the hospital."

Chi Huan breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up, turned to look at Liang Manyue, who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, pursed his lips, walked to the sofa where Feng Xing was sitting, and asked in a silent voice, "Why is she so tired?" How is it?"

Feng Xing didn't raise his eyes, "It might have been shaken when it exploded, and no serious problems have been found for the time being. Let's see the follow-up follow-up observation."

That's good.

Sitting on the sofa, Chi Huan looked up at the sleeping man.

After being quiet for a while, she still asked, "Is Gale dead?"

Feng Xing stopped eating.