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

When the car stopped before 1999, Chi Huan actually didn't know what she was doing.

Probably just nowhere to go.

The Chi family is gone.

Her own apartment... is mostly empty.

Mo Shiqian's villa made her feel no sense of belonging.

An Ke asked, "Miss Chi, do you need me to accompany you in?"

Chi Huan lowered his head and unfastened his seat belt, "No need."

An Ke did not force it either. "The security in 1999 was basically Mr. Mo and Mr. Feng. If something happens, you can just find them or call me."

"understood."

The law and order in 1999 was good. She hadn't seen anything happened in these years, except for the last time she met Chu Xi and was molested by a few rich men.

Found a quiet corner.

The waiter came over and asked respectfully, "Miss, what would you like to drink?"

Chi Huan was so bored that she casually ordered a wine name that she remembered well.

The waiter was quiet, smiled respectfully, and said sincerely, "Miss, in fact, we also sell juice, coffee, and various drinks here. Would you like some tea?"

Chi Huan, "..."

"I came to the bar to drink juice?"

"Actually... we are not a bar here either."

Chi Huan didn't say a word, and looked at the waiter without saying a word.

The waiter was staring at her and scratched her head in embarrassment, "Miss Chi...the above commanded not to sell you alcohol."

Chi Huan, "..."

Can't sell her wine yet?

Chi Huan smiled, but she looked bright and charming, "Why, your manager thinks I can't even drink alcohol now?"

The waiter’s head immediately shook into a rattle, "No, no, Miss Chi... The manager said that you can’t let you drink too strong wine. It’s best to drink some fruit juice and milk. If you really want to drink it, you can order low-grade red wine. Or wine..."

Chi Huan pursed his lips and said nothing for a long time.

The waiter was cautious, "Miss Chi..."

She lowered her eyes, "Go get me a bottle of wine."

"Do you want something to drink?"

"casual."

"Hey, good."

In less than a minute, the waiter brought her wine to the table.

Chi Huan picked it up and took a look, squinting at him, "You brought me the most expensive one? You don't read the news gossip, don't you know I'm poor recently?"

This bottle of wine costs more than 100,000 for every two hundred thousand.

"How dare you pay for this... Just tell me what you need."

Chi Huan touched the body of the wine bottle with his fingers, and asked with a faintly curled look, "Mo Shiqian told you that you can't sell me alcohol. I'm here as a lady boss?"

The waiter smiled happily, "That's natural."

"such……"

He is really thoughtful.

Such little things are so thoughtful, why do you look at the negative news indifferent.

He didn't even say a word to comfort her.

The waiter turned around and prepared to leave.

Chi Huan said behind him, "Is the popularity?"

"Yes... but he seems to be talking to people in the conference room."

She pursed her lips, "Then when he finishes talking, tell him I will wait for him here."

…………

She was in a daze with her chin on her side while drinking.

After drinking about half a bottle, she poured another glass into the transparent glass without hurries, and was about to put down the bottle, reaching out to her with one hand and putting a glass down.

She raised her head and faced the face of a handsome and enchanting man.

Feng Xing sat down opposite her.

Chi Huan poured him a glass of wine, "I didn't expect you to be there. Although you are the real boss behind the scenes, it shouldn't be necessary to stay here all day, right?"

The tail wind from the corner of the man’s eyes swept over her, and he smiled lazily, “It just happens to be here to talk about things,” he picked up the wine glass and gave it to his lips for a sip. The thin **** lips made a smile that seemed like nothing. "It's really good to be a woman."

Chi Huan pouted, "The whole place here belongs to you, not to mention a few bottles of wine."

Feng Xing spread his hands, smiling casually and frivolously, "It's all mine, so I invite others."

Chi Huan laughed out loud and said coolly, "It's not easy for you to eat for nothing. As long as you nod your head, I promise you more rich women who are willing to throw money on you than men who look at me."

Popular, "..."

He raised his wine glass, shook it casually, and smiled tepidly, "Come to me specially, do you want to chase him, or do you want to dump him?"

Chi Huan, "..."

Feng Xing's thin lips touched the edge of the cup, raised his eyes to look at the drooping face of the woman opposite, and raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that he is going to be dumped again."

In this tone, apart from gloating at misfortune, there is absolutely no meaning to sadness for the brother.

Chi Huan drank a sip, "He wouldn't be sad to be dumped. Anyway, when he broke up with Liang Manyue, he didn't feel sad at all. That's his childhood sweetheart, let alone me."

"Well, this is true."

He said the words, but Chi Huan's heart sank inexplicably when Feng Xing didn't even want to pick her up, and he was unspeakable.

Feng Xing touched his chin and continued in a cool tone, "Although it is not sad, but it hurts his self-esteem, it is not easy for you to shake him," he lowered his head and smiled at her, "Could it be that you want to ask me how to shake him? "

"No."

"Oh?"

Chi Huan didn't speak and continued to drink, and she drank so quickly that she almost choked.

Feng Xing laughed lowly, understated and extremely confident, "So, you fell in love with him."

Chi Huan was really choking again this time, coughing violently, his face flushed.

She thinks Fengxing this man is really...

Mo Shiqian looked unfathomable. He seemed to be erratic, but like a pair of eyes staring at you in the dark, he could see you through without making a sound.

After Chi Huan came over and coughed and calmed his breathing, he tried to refute, but Feng Xing's face looked like a smile, and the refutation was too much to cover up. For a while, there was a bit of indescribable irritation into anger.

She bit her lip and said stiffly, "I don't have one."

Feng Xing seemed to be selective deaf, and said casually, "It seems that I guessed wrong. You came to me, not to ask me how I dumped him, but to ask me how to chase him."

Chi Huan gritted his teeth, "I didn't!"

She really didn't.

When she came, she didn't actually have any thoughts.

Or subconsciously felt that she came to Fengxing, and she could know something.

About him, or... about herself.

Or maybe I just have nowhere to go and want to find a place to kill time.

Feng Xing got up and stood up, raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch, "I want to go back to the company, and I can take you there...by the way, I will have a meal with him."

She rolled her face, "I'm not going."

Feng Xing didn't bother to persuade her, he had already stepped out, and smiled lazily, "I suggest you go over and see. In his eyes, women other than women are not women, but other women may not think so."

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