Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan stood up.

Mo Shiqian's sight and thinking regained clarity, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, without stopping, reached out to pick up the phone, clicked to answer, his tone was very calm, and he didn't seem very special, "What's the matter."

"Shi Qian, are you still not back at this late hour?"

"Well, I'll go back after dinner."

Liang Manyue hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Are you... are you with Chi Huan now?"

The man said nothing.

Liang Manyue at the other end hesitated inexplicably because of his silence, and explained in a superfluous manner, "I... I think you didn't go out until almost eleven o'clock, and you weren't dressed very formally, so I guess you're not on business. of……"

"Um."

A simple word, so understated that it is not even frank, as if she just asked him if he had eaten, rather than being with other women as a married man.

"You still can't forget her..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the man in a low voice, "Why are you calling me?"

"Little Mango got sick and had a fever, so he didn't even eat much dinner at night..."

Chi Huan didn't know what Liang Manyue said, she only saw Mo Shiqian's eyebrows frowned.

Liang Manyue said anxiously, "Shi Qian, even if you ignore your wife, you can't ignore your daughter, right? Is Chi Huan worth it?"

He still didn't speak, didn't answer, and his eyes were half closed.

"Little Mango has been asking where her mother and father are... She is your own flesh and blood, don't you feel bad at all?"

"Where's Tangtang?"

"Little Mango didn't eat anything, she made her love food in the kitchen... Such a small girl, it's uncomfortable, and her parents are no longer around..." Liang Manyue was a little incoherent, her tone was eager as if she was talking to Xiao Mango. Mango has deep feelings, "Wait a minute...I want you to say a few words to her."

As he said that, there was a slight sound of opening the door, and about twenty seconds later, the sobbing voice on the other end of the phone was still there, "Daddy..."

His voice softened obviously, "Why are you crying?"

Little Mango immediately complained aggrievedly, "Injection...I won't give it, my mother is so fierce."

Mo Shiqian was quiet, and then smiled softly, "If you have a fever, you will get better soon after getting an injection... Otherwise, if you keep burning, you will be burned like a little idiot."

The other side immediately whispered in panic, "I don't want to become a little idiot."

"Then just listen to your mother obediently."

Little Mango sniffled, "Mom is going to make me Coca-Cola chicken wings."

"Well, you have to listen to your mother, she loves you the most."

"Daddy, are you coming back soon... Aunt said that if I talk to you, I will go home soon."

Mo Shiqian listened to her nasal and cheerful little voice, and didn't speak for a while.

Little Mango said expectantly, "Daddy, can you bring me tiramisu when you come back?"

"it is good."

"Daddy, I'll wait for you to come back!"

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan had already made himself a cup of hot cocoa and came back.

Sparse fragrance floats in the air, looming and steaming.

She held the hot cup in both hands, "Are you going back?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while, then stood up, looked down at her, and said indifferently, "If you wish, I can go back after dinner."

She raised the corners of her lips and laughed, "Then I'm not guilty."

He said nothing.

"I'm going to eat, you can go back and accompany Little Mango."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his reply, without even looking at his expression, she turned and walked into the kitchen holding the hot cocoa.

In the dining room.

The dishes on the table are very rich. After all, two people purchased together, bought a lot of dishes, and cooked a lot of dishes.

The aroma makes people hungry.

Chi Huan put down Coco, pulled out the chair and sat down by himself.

After half a minute, she vaguely heard the sound of the door opening in the living room, not light or heavy, as normal as she went in and out.

The air suddenly became lonely.

…………

When Liang Manyue went out from Xiaomanguo's bedroom, she happened to meet Xia Tangtang who came up with a bowl.

When the two met, they naturally stopped and greeted each other.

"Tangtang," Liang Manyue said suddenly when they were about to pass by, "Do you know where Shi Qian hasn't come back so late?"

Xia Tangtang lowered her eyes, suppressed the expression in her eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Simon is busy every day, maybe he is having dinner outside with clients or friends."

"Then do you know what is the relationship between that woman named Chi Huan who came to your house last night?"

"Miss Liang, do you want to say something to me?"

Liang Manyue frowned, "Chi Huan is his ex-girlfriend... He loved that woman so much that he almost lost his life for her, but as soon as he fell down, she dumped him, and she was so cruel that even his child Killed, I have never seen such a cold-blooded woman."

There was no expression of shock or even surprise on Xia Tangtang's face, she just smiled, "That's it."

Seeing that she still had no sense of crisis at all, Liang Manyue said with hatred like iron, "He... Tangtang, I know you are a good woman, but... but Shi Qian, he was obsessed by ghosts, and let you go." Regardless of your daughter, you still hang out with that woman so late, don't you know at all?"

good woman?

She is really not a good woman.

Xia Tangtang looked at the phone she was still holding in her hand, and remembered that she just came out of Xiao Manguo's bedroom and closed the door after she had just gone upstairs. She raised her eyelids, "Did Miss Liang ask Xiao Mango to call Simon just now?" ?”

Liang Manyue couldn't understand her attitude, but she still said, "Yes... Shi Qian has promised Little Mango to come back, Tangtang, why didn't you tell the child's father when your daughter was sick? You are so gentle and virtuous that even he has a mistress outside. Do you want to give him space too?"

In the end, her tone was already a little aggressive.

There was an imperceptible arc on Xia Tangtang's lips, and she was still very gentle, "Miss Liang, the most basic rule of being a host is not to interfere with the affairs of the host's family, and that has nothing to do with you."

Liang Manyue was startled, her eyes widened, and she couldn't even believe what she just heard.

These words, no matter how gentle her voice was, she was still unceremonious.

Her impression of Xia Tangtang was much more rigid than that of Chi Huan at first. She was a very gentle, non-aggressive wife and mother. When she first moved in, she was worried that she would be unhappy, but she was considerate in everything and never expressed it Any displeasure and dislike.

"Besides, is Ms. Liang grievances for me or for herself? If Simon doesn't like his wife—why doesn't he like me, but he can't forget Chi Huan, a woman who is not worth it at all... just think When you wake up, you feel unreasonably unwilling and angry, don’t you?”