Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

The Chi family used to have servants, but for a few years she moved out and only hired part-time workers for cleaning, which was a bit uncomfortable for a while.

She fluffed her long hair, "I have porridge and Xiaolongbao."

"Okay, here is it for you."

After eating breakfast, Chi Huan held the 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, and the voice was low and sweet, but it could have been gentle, but the tone was a little light, "Have you had breakfast?"

She pursed her lips, "I have eaten it."

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

Chi Huan delayed 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?"

"No more."

"If you have anything, or if you need anything, just tell me, eh?"

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

"it is good."

Chatting with Mo Shiqian can't make a difference, especially when there is nothing to say, it feels like an embarrassing punishment, "Then I will hang up."

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

"Oh."

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

"Bye."

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

From this man, she can feel the thoughtful care, but the tender affection is missing——

Or, she shouldn't have any emotions at first, but the care is too thoughtful, and it reflects the distance between her and him, so this creates the gap that she can feel.

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Mo Shiqian sent over Yue Lin's mobile phone number, she dialed it, and wanted to see Chi An again, and by the way, to find out more specifically...what will happen to this case?

Yue Lin promised to take time to accompany her at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Mo Shiqian arranged for a special moving company to move her things to the No. 10 mansion, and sent a reliable and swift servant over there, but Chi Huan was not at ease, and he did not like others to touch some things. So I used to personally supervise the work.

She only asked them to move some necessary things and clothing for this season, and the others remained in the apartment.

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

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

What's more, Mo Shiqian is kind to her, she knows in her heart why not know what is good or bad.

At about eleven o'clock, she was packing her notebooks and iPads in her study, and the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

She didn't think much, she reached out and took it.

While sorting out the university textbooks, he said, "Hello, who."

There was no word for several seconds.

"Hey?"

Still quiet, Chi Huan frowned, "I will hang up if I don't speak."

I was about to hang up when there was a voice over there.

"Huanhuan."

The action of her taking the book stopped in an instant, and her tiptoe fell back to the ground. Half of the book that was pulled out fell because of her sudden release and directly hit her foot.

She wrinkled her cheeks with pain, but made no sound.

Repeated over there, "Huanhuan."

Chi Huan Qiaomei's face was frosty with coldness, "Who are you."

The other side sighed softly, "Is there time?"

"No."

It was quiet, but the slow and gentle voice continued to sound, "You always have to eat at noon, I will invite you to dinner, at Xiaonanguo on Bijing Road, at 11:30, I booked a box. Waiting for you to come."

Chi Huan didn't speak, except for his coldness, it was even more cold.

Over there slowly added another sentence, "I heard about your father..."

She was expressionless and hung up the phone.

She sat back in the chair in front of the desk, with her fingers resting on her knees, looking at the bright sunshine outside, she felt cold all over, her heart surged with emotions she hadn't had in a long time, and her fingers curled up a little bit.

Until noon, Chi Huan sat in the study and never went out to follow the people who moved her, but they would occasionally come in to ask a few questions, and she answered them simply and indifferently.

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

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

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

As a bodyguard, Anke's business capabilities are impeccable and responsible, but he never asks too much.

"Okay, Miss Chi."

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

I am stepping on high heels of ten centimeters with a straight back.

An Ke watched her back disappear, hesitated for a while, and took the phone to make a call to Mo Shiqian.

"Mr. Mo."

"what's up?"

"It seems that someone asked Miss Chi for dinner, and I brought her here... I feel her mood is not right. Would you like to call her and ask her?

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

"Little Southland on Biting Road."

"I know."

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

The two are of the same age, and even have a similar aura.

A cold and mocking curve appeared on her lips, and the first reaction was to turn around and leave, but in the next second, she held it back.

It was Mrs. Mo who spoke first, with her usual smile on her face, "Doing something at the door, don't come in soon."

Chi Huan hooked her lips and walked in.

She raised her hand to take off her sunglasses, put her bag aside, and sat down without looking at the two women on the table. She casually flipped through the menu that the waiter put in front of her, and said lazily, "Give me Here is a glass of water."

"Good lady."

The waiter took the door to go out, she still lowered her head, flipping through the menu with her fingers.

"Huanhuan."

The one who called her out was a middle-aged woman about the same age as Mrs. Mo, with her black hair rolled into a meticulous bun and wearing a expensive custom-made coat, her temperament was unsmiling and cold.

Chi Huan didn't raise his eyes, and said faintly, "Should we not order food first? The waiting time will not be short."

Mrs. Mo smiled and looked more cordial in comparison, and said, "Huanhuan should be hungry. Let's order dinner first."

The woman opposite Mrs. Mo had some disapproval in her eyebrows, and she said, "Are you so rude? No one will pay attention when you come in."

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