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

Mo Shiqian scoffed, "Bai Song loves you more than anyone else, why don't you follow?"

Fengxing smiled low on the other end, "This question of you is quite interesting. You started to be with Chi Huan because you raped her and were forced to blame. The last time she broke up with you was because of her. I don’t know the depth, so I don’t want to hurt you. As a man, I really can’t just walk away like this..."

He whispered, "Now, she obviously thinks that breaking up with you is a better choice for her. You don't know a woman, so she feels like you are the same, you don’t need love, just loyalty... But she likes you , Need your response, give her the same likes, and explicitly reject every woman who likes you."

Mo Shiqian didn't say a word, staring at the smoke without saying a word, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Feng Xing smiled casually, "Speaking of which is pretty troublesome, I also think that a woman like this is very troublesome for you, and you don't like Bai Yun. You might as well choose the monsoon rain, which saves money, saves trouble, and behaves. Love you again, the more independent a woman is, the harder it is to engage. Chi Huan is a typical one."

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Chi Huan went straight upstairs to pack up when he returned to the villa.

She felt that she was calm, at least her thinking was clear, and she also knew what she was doing, but her fingers still couldn't help trembling, and the pace of tidying things was fast and disorderly.

Angry, what's so angry, is it just a man, is it just a little richer, when she turns over, she can earn it all by herself.

Thinking so, she was still angrily during the whole process of packing things up.

She crammed a whole suitcase indiscriminately. She didn’t want everything she could. Then she closed it hard, and had to go downstairs while carrying the suitcase. On the stairs, she was wearing high heels and was struggling to carry the suitcase and almost went straight. Rolled off.

The stumbling moment almost made her tears fall.

Ma Lin happened to see this scene in the living room and was shocked. She threw down the vacuum cleaner in her hand and hurried up, "Miss Chi...what are you doing?"

Chi Huan pursed her lips, "It's nothing, I want to move out."

"Ah? What happened? Did you argue with Mr. Mo?"

Chi Huan lifted the suitcase by herself again, walked down with difficulty, and said lightly, "We broke up."

Mother Lin didn’t stop her, nor did she help her move things, she could only follow her anxiously, "You calm down...you can’t just say break up when you quarrel, just sit down and calm down. Let’s talk about something. clear."

Chi Huan didn't speak, and when he walked down the stairs, he held the bag in one hand and pushed the suitcase with the other hand.

Only when he reached the door, he was stopped by An Ke.

At first, Chi Huan thought An Ke was going to send her off, and said faintly, "I have broken up with him, you are his own, I just need to take a taxi and go home."

An Ke was silent for a moment before saying, "Mr. Mo said, he cannot let you leave the villa until he returns."

"what?"

"Mr. Mo won't let you leave here."

Chi Huan was unbelievable at first, and then laughed angrily, "Forbidden me to leave? Why is he?"

An Ke replied frankly, "Miss Chi, you can't live without me, not to mention I'm not the only bodyguard here."

Chi Huan, "..."

She bit her lip heavily, holding the lever of the suitcase in her hand, and stood still.

"Miss Chi, please go back."

Chi Huan still stood still.

After receiving a call, Ma Lin followed and walked over and persuaded her kindly, "Miss Chi, Mr. Mo called back and said that you didn't have lunch. The kitchen will prepare it for you right away. You can go back and have a rest."

Chi Huan was so angry.

She really felt that she was going to be mad at this man.

When she was in the office, she didn't say a word of ass, and waited for her to go home and let the bodyguards guard her to prevent her from leaving.

She loosened the lever of the suitcase, pulled out the phone from her bag, and dialed the man's number directly.

This time he picked it up quickly.

Mo Shiqian's tone remained unchanged, as usual, "Chi Huan."

"I have made it very clear in your office, Mo Shiqian, I thought you understood it too, what do you mean now?"

He said lightly, "I understand, it doesn't mean I accept it."

"I ask what you mean!"

The man replied calmly, "Isn't it clear, I don't plan to divide it."

"So you are planning to put me under house arrest now?"

"It's not impossible to say that."

"Mo Shiqian!"

"Do you want to eat at home by yourself, or do I come back to eat with you?"

Chi Huan was so angry that she couldn't speak. She didn't want to talk to him anymore, and didn't want to hear his voice anymore, so she cut off the phone.

She looked at An Ke who was in front of her, and by looking at her expression, she knew that she would not let go.

She pushed the suitcase to the entrance and stood by the shoe cabinet, then turned and walked back, and sat down on the sofa.

Ma Lin didn't dare to say anything to her, so she made a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table.

The kitchen quickly cooked a few of her favorite dishes, "Miss Chi, you haven't eaten much in the morning, so let's eat something to pad your stomach."

Chi Huan closed her eyes, "I won't eat."

"Why are you having trouble with your body?"

"I can't eat, you don't have to persuade me anymore, I want to be quiet."

Ma Lin stood by for a while, finally sighed and walked away.

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Mo Shiqian came back in the evening.

Chi Huan was still sitting on the sofa, she just sat with her eyes closed for almost an afternoon, almost silent.

The man glanced at the suitcase placed in the hallway and walked towards the woman on the sofa.

Chi Huan opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps.

She looked at the handsome and clear man in front of her, her already calm mood still rippled, her hand on the sofa curled into a fist, her face turned in the other direction.

The man's low voice rang above his head, "You refuse to eat at noon?"

She then looked at him coldly, "I am going to break up with you now, can't it?"

A well-knotted hand stretched out and closed her chin, forcing her to look up at him, and said in a low voice, "If you want a better future, you shouldn’t break up with me. A woman who loves me more, I have the final say."

Chi Huan felt that this man had the ability to make people angry when he said anything.

The more calm he is, the more calm and tepid he is, the more she bothers him.

She knocked his hand off hard, and was about to speak, when a bodyguard came in from outside, holding a huge bouquet of roses in her hand, she said embarrassingly, "Mr. Mo..."

The man looked sideways, saw the bright flowers, frowned silently, "What's the matter?"

"This flower...said it was given to Miss Chi."

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