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

Chi Huan finally followed him into the car.

Feng Xing changed to a new car she hadn't seen...

When she was wearing the seat belt, she murmured, "You really love cars."

The man started the engine, still in a very lazy tone, "There is too much money to spend."

Chi Huan, "..."

The last time Yue Lin said he would take her to where Mo Shiqian worked, she refused.

Feng Xing seems to want her to look over...

Then she will go over. She bit her lip, with an indescribable emotion in her heart, annoyed and dulled thinking that she found something bad, so she immediately dumped him and went to take the director Zhang Yan. New play.

Guilt, what was so guilty about her, he wouldn't be really sad, and she slept for him so long.

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A luxurious car is on the parking lot in front of an office building.

The building is not too new, but it is grand.

Chi Huan squeezed her bag with her fingers and followed Feng Xing's back. The force was a little too heavy. The rivets on the bag were printed with red marks, and it was a bit painful, so she relaxed.

From the moment he entered the lobby, he accepted the bow of the staff along the way.

Fengxing takes her down the private elevator.

In the claustrophobic space, Chi Huan asked calmly, "Is this whole building yours?"

The man looked down at her, "Otherwise?"

She just sighed, looked at the changing numbers in the elevator, and whispered, "I'd better call him and tell him I'm here."

The vogue looked at her with a smile, "Are you afraid of him?"

Chi Huan straightened his back, "What are you afraid of him?"

The man spit out four words unhurriedly, "I'm afraid he will be angry."

"No."

These two words were so dry and powerful, Chi Huan knew it too.

What he was afraid of, he never said that she was not allowed to come.

Besides, if he is not guilty of conscience, what is so angry about him.

She just felt... embarrassed, uninvited.

She used to be faceless and skinless when chasing Mo Xigu, coming and going very freely. I don't know why in Mo Shiqian, she is kind of a little bit proactive... embarrassment of being amorous.

Feng Xing pursed his lips and smiled, "Since I am not afraid, it is a surprise. What do you tell him in advance?"

Chi Huan stared at the handsome face with a thin smile next to him. After a few seconds, his expression faded and he said tepidly, "I see what you mean, it's not that I will surprise him, but he wants Surprise me."

With a "ding", the elevator door opened.

Chi Huan took two steps forward, only to react with hindsight. The man beside him stood still, "Aren't you going out?"

He inserted his trouser pocket with one hand, "My office is not on this floor."

Chi Huan bit her lip, "You can also... take me in..."

"Walking out from here, the opposite is the secretary's room, passing through the secretary's room, that is his office," the perfectly curved chin pointed to the opposite, and the smile was very meaningful. "Just let him accompany you for lunch. Shy, Chi Huan, this doesn't seem to be your style."

She went out by herself.

The man inside pressed a twist, and the elevator slowly closed again.

Chi Huan entered the secretary's room by himself.

Inside, about three or four employees who had been working with their heads down heard the slight sound of her high heels, and looked up at her together. Their faces coincided with surprises of varying degrees.

She glanced over.

Two men and two women are evenly distributed, and the average age fluctuates around 30.

One of the two women is slightly young and charming, while the other looks capable and mature, wearing glasses and having average looks.

But the one who stood up first and walked towards her was a male "secretary"-if he was a secretary and not a regular employee.

He directly stood in front of Chi Huan. Although his attitude was still polite, his eyes were...with caution, "Miss, who do you look for?"

Chi Huan had a feeling of being despised by holding his thigh.

She almost habitually slapped her long hair, and smiled faintly, "Isn't Mo Shiqian's office here? I'm naturally looking for him."

"But this lady... you don't seem to have an appointment, and the front desk didn't call up. May I ask how you got up."

"Oh, maybe because Fengxing brought me up, so the front desk didn't call?"

The secretary frowned, and said embarrassedly, "But... Mr. Mo's rules, no one can enter his office without making an appointment in advance."

She has already been brought here by Fengxing himself. Isn't that enough?

Chi Huan wanted to laugh without smiling, "Should I call him personally?"

The secretary nodded, "It would be best if you can call."

Chi Huan, "..."

She took the phone out of her bag and dialed the number directly.

Mo Shiqian usually answered her phone calls. She hardly felt waiting, but this time, after waiting for nearly half a minute, no one answered the phone.

Originally, it was nothing for half a minute. It is normal not to receive a call occasionally.

But being so stared by the eyes on the plane, the time is still stretched for a long time.

The voice from the phone beeped more, and the eyes and expressions of the secretary standing in front of her looking at her seemed to become more and more sarcasm and contempt.

Chi Huan was just expressionless.

When she thought the phone was about to be automatically hung up, the phone suddenly connected, and the voice of the man rang in her ears, in a low, deep, and very ordinary tone, "Chi Huan."

She didn't speak for a while, because suddenly she didn't know what to say.

"Call me something?"

She pursed her lips and returned, "I'm outside your door."

"Ok?"

"The outside of your office."

After three seconds of silence, the phone was hung up.

Before Chi Huan could react, the male secretary standing in front of her asked, "Miss Chi, does President Mo agree to see you?"

She glanced at him lightly, without speaking.

Without waiting for the secretary to say anything, the door of the office had been opened, and the man with a tall and straight figure appeared at the door, with long legs, walking towards her.

Chi Huan held the phone and watched him approach.

The secretary still stepped back to the side with a look of surprise and something else.

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes, looked at the little woman who suddenly appeared here, raised his hand to touch her head, and whispered, "Let An Ke bring you here?"

She shook her head, "Fengxing brought me here..."

The man hummed, said nothing, took her by the hand and took her directly to the office.

Chi Huan couldn't help but look up at him.

All of his reactions she expected were not visible on his face.

There are no accidents, no blame, naturally there is no guilty conscience, of course, there will be no surprises.

As if she suddenly appeared here, it seemed to him a very common thing.

She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and another kind of unspeakable melancholy came to her.

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