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

After all, Chi Huan's face that was still smiling slightly froze.

From the time she knew that the so-called investor was Mr. Bai, she guessed that tonight is a grand feast.

She could even guess that Mr. Bai's purpose was to let her leave Mo Shiqian. After all, this was the man his daughter liked.

Seeing Chi Huan's face changed as expected, Lao Fang continued unhurriedly, "But he doesn't, is he?"

Chi Huan did not speak, and gradually became expressionless.

"He has this ability, but he didn't do anything for you... Watching you scolded by the media, scolded by netizens, endorsements cancelled, ads removed, no new dramas..."

Lao Bai looked at her expression that couldn't be stretched, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes. Although smarter and calmer than expected, she was still a little girl in her early twenties.

"Since you are his woman, if he can't help you, then forget it, but he can obviously help, but just sits idly by...Miss Chi, I heard that when the people at the procuratorate checked the property in your name, it was all you I earned my own money and didn’t have a good relationship with my father, so I was financially independent early...Speaking of which, I really admire you, but... Since you think your father is unreliable, do you think men can?"

Chi Huan remained silent all the time.

The smile at the beginning was long gone, her fingers intertwined, and her hands that had not yet healed tightly.

Old Bai laughed again, "Although he is unwilling to help you, but he is definitely willing to raise you. After all, when he was with Liang Manyue before, he raised her family, as long as you are willing to be a golden thread raised by a man. bird."

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An Ke did not accompany her to meet the investors, but the car parked outside the restaurant. She had already eaten lunch nearby.

After the car started for a while, she noticed from the rearview mirror that Chi Huan's mood was not as good as when she came. She looked out the car window silently, her beautiful face was dazed.

She proactively asked, "Miss Chi, have you seen that investors are not going well?"

Chi Huan retracted his gaze and looked down at his fingers that were full of unhealed scars, "It's okay, it's not going well or not."

"Don't worry too much."

Chi Huan smiled reluctantly, and suddenly asked, "Have you always been working under Mo Shiqian?"

An Ke was taken aback, and quickly replied, "I have been running a Taekwondo club for two or three years. I have followed my dad to learn martial arts since I was a child. When I was in college, my family owed a lot of debts. I heard from a friend that the security guard in 1999 The salary was very high, so I applied for the job, and later Mr. Mo transferred me to protect Ms. Liang..."

As if he was aware of something, An Ke paused quickly, and then said embarrassedly, "Sorry, Miss Chi."

Chi Huan's fingers on her knees curled up, unable to tell what she felt in her heart, she sank in bursts like weightlessness, but she didn't show anything on her face, she only said indifferently, "It's okay."

After a quiet, she asked again, "Since you are looking at Liang Manyue, how could she be chased by Tang Yueze?"

"Because Ms. Liang spends most of her time in school, Mr. Mo didn't let me watch her 24 hours a day... It's just that she quietly followed her when traveling with her roommate. I was indeed negligent."

What's more, he is only responsible for the safety of life. She also reported Tang Yueze's pursuit to Mo Shiqian. Although he did a rescue, he still spent most of his work on his work.

Chi Huan gave a loud cry and said nothing.

Although she talked about "cooperation" with investors at noon and ordered a meal, she basically just touched it symbolically and didn't eat anything.

I'm hungry, but my nerves are so dull that I don't feel hungry.

The servant naturally only treated her as if she had eaten outside, without asking, just made tea for her as usual.

Chi Huan sat in the chair in front of the desk, watching the white misty cup of hot tea, the water was no longer hot.

Is she really...too sure about Mo Shiqian's opinion?

Her career was low, she never thought about why he didn’t help her...

She subconsciously and logically thought that he just couldn't help her.

She never asked, and never thought that he could help her but chose to stand by.

She even hugged him and whispered her grievances.

Did she take it for granted?

Or... Old Bai lied to her, but such a lie can be broken once it is removed.

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After six o'clock in the evening, Mo Shiqian came back for dinner as usual.

He doesn't talk very much during the meal, and the table usually appears quiet.

Chi Huan caught a piece of corn in the corn stewed ribs, and slowly gnawed. After a few times he wanted to open his mouth but stopped talking, he broke the silence with a loud voice, "Mo Shiqian."

The man raised his eyes to look at her, "Huh?"

She looked down at the corn that had only been bitten, "I went to see an investor today."

The man's handsome face basically did not show any emotional fluctuations, and he only asked perfunctorily, "Did you agree?"

The corn held by the chopsticks fell back into the bowl, and Chi Huan poked, "No."

About seeing her depressed, Mo Shiqian asked again, "Do you really want to cooperate with him?"

Chi Huan continued to bite the corn, "No."

He then stopped talking.

She didn't take the initiative to speak again.

The dining table was so quiet again that only the movement of the meal was left.

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at night.

After taking a shower, Chi Huan sat cross-legged on the single sofa to blow his hair, the man took a shower in the bathroom, and his mobile phone was placed on a small table with small objects.

When a text message came in, the phone vibrated twice and the screen lit up.

Chi Huan looked up purely out of instinct.

I just saw the text message that hasn't disappeared yet-

[Brother Mo, if I am admitted to Sister Full Moon’s school, can you pick me up at the airport when I report? (╯3╰)】

With cute emojis.

Brother Mo?

Chi Huan felt the blood surge, and turned off the hair dryer with a snap.

When he got up, he threw a hair dryer, took a shawl and went to the balcony.

It was already a cold winter, and the cold wind was blowing, especially when I just came out of the warm bedroom, it seemed even more bitterly cold.

She looked at the beautiful and brightly lit villa, and heard the movement of the door opening in the bedroom in her ears. It was probably the man who came out of the shower.

After a while, the balcony door was also pushed open.

The man's low, displeased voice sounded behind her, "Chi Huan, what are you doing outside, come in."

She stood still, as if she hadn't heard.

Only the cold wind blew her long hair into the air.

Mo Shiqian looked at her back, twisted his eyebrows, walked away with his long legs, and reached out to hug her waist.

Chi Huan seemed to feel it, turned around a second before and walked past him blankly.

The hand that made the man slow down paused in the air.

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