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

As she lingered deep, Chi Huan suddenly remembered something, her squinted eyes were a little hazy, and she asked in a low voice, "Mo Shiqian."

"Say."

"I told your chairman... it's hard to buy a daughter, isn't it too thick-skinned?"

When she said that, she was not very confident, but she had no choice but to support it.

"Daughter?" He smiled lowly, his voice seemed to come from deep in his throat, thin lips pressed against her crimson lips, hot nose sprayed on her skin, and he whispered, "What is a daughter?"

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As Mo Shiqian said, the Lawrence family will not give up easily.

Mo Shiqian's attitude was clear and tough. He was willing to accept the position of president, but that didn't mean he had to. It was difficult to start from him. Even Chi Huan knew that if he wanted to start again, he would definitely find her.

So when Chi Huan met Lawrence again the next day at the company, she was hardly surprised.

Mo Shiqian has already acquired her economic company, and Lawrence is the chairman of Clod-Summer. It is normal for him to be here.

meeting room.

Lawrence glanced at the tea-scented red robe in front of him, waved his hand, "Go out, let me have a few words with Miss Chi."

The manager was almost sincere and afraid to wet his clothes with this super giant Buddha, "Okay, OK, Chairman, if you have any instructions, call me anytime."

The door of the meeting room was closed, and the whole space was almost quiet.

Lawrence still followed the two bodyguards and assistants from last night.

Chi Huan was alone, sitting opposite.

Her makeup is exquisite, with Mo Shiqian on her face, she has a very faint smile, her back is straight, and her eyebrows are drooping, making it difficult to see the look in her eyes.

"What else did the chairman say last night, please say."

Lawrence lived in Paris for a long time, but he still spoke fluent Chinese. The voice was very vigorous and meaningful. "You are in front of me. It seems that you don’t even bother to behave. Even the younger generation faces the elders’ politeness. Barely passed the passing line."

Chi Huan raised his eyebrows, and then smiled, "If I act sweetly and pleasantly, you can accept me, then I will show you what I look like... Obviously, what you look down on is my family background, and I can't do anything. , Since you think I have climbed Mo Shiqian high, no matter how good I look, I think you will only think that I can't be flattering on the table, so why not thank you."

"It's a sharp tooth," Lawrence commented faintly. The light in his eyes was sharp, but the expression in his eyes gave people an illusion of peace. "Everything you have now is given by Shi Qiang, and what he gave you is nothing. It was given by Clod-Summer."

Chi Huan raised his eyes and said with a smile, "So if I don't leave him, will you block me?"

There was a long and detailed irony in that smile, not deep.

But this irony made Lawrence feel uncomfortable inexplicably.

He squinted, "It's just a sentence to block you."

Chi Huan laughed directly.

At the same time, the irony between her brows and eyes was deeper and even clearer.

Chi Huan would appear calm when he was silent or not smiling. Once he laughed, especially when the laugh itself was presumptuous, his white and delicate face seemed particularly charming.

And this coquettishness makes the irony even stronger.

She tilted her head and asked with a smile, "I heard that Mo Shiqian's mother was a supermodel famous overseas. If she didn't fall in love with you, she might continue to enter the best supermodel... but she was suddenly blocked. Now, my fame hasn’t gone abroad yet. Of course it’s easier to block me. I just don’t know, the one who blocked her...was the person in your position or yourself?"

Lawrence looked at the woman across the conference table.

She was still very young, as young as the face that suddenly appeared in his mind, even with a bit of the same stubbornness, but not that cold and stubborn, and more magnanimous and wanton.

A pair of eyes looked at him without evasive.

He even had the urge to retreat and avoid.

Of course, he neither retreated nor avoided, "I will not block you," Lawrence said, his squinted eyes seemed to have a faint smile, "You are almost unrelated in this world, even if you are now If you can't make any money, Shi Qian will also support you. You are not afraid, I know too, but..."

The sharpness in those eyes was revealed again, but the smile on his lips faded, "I don't know how often Miss Chi will go to see it, your father who has been for you to eat, wear, and live since childhood."

Chi Huan hadn't collapsed twice, and finally changed his face.

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After being admitted from Chian, Chi Huan did not visit the prison as frequently as the filial daughter should have, but she still went every month, bringing something with each time she went, or bringing some "gifts" to the prison guards, at least to guarantee He will not suffer in it.

After Lawrence left, Chi Huan didn't even pay attention to the morning announcement. After talking to Sister Yao, he called An Ke to send her to prison.

Procedures are required for visits.

Suddenly, every time the unimpeded procedures in the past went wrong.

The female prison guard said, "Sorry Miss Chi, today is not a visit day, you may have to come again another day."

"Visitor Day? I have been here so many times, why have I never heard of it?"

Generally speaking, as long as you are not on weekends, you can see people, and today is not a weekend.

He replied without changing his color, "This has always been there. It may have been lax before, but it has been implemented again recently."

Chi Huan laughed in anger, pinched the bag with his fingers, and fell directly on the table.

The bag was very hard and it had weight. The female prison guards were shocked when they fell so hard.

Chi Huan squinted his eyes, a face that was colder than ever before, staring at the prison guard every word, "If something happens to my dad..."

"Miss Chi," An Ke, who was silent behind him, suddenly grabbed her and said in a low voice, "Call Mr. Mo first, and then let Lawyer Yue come over to negotiate."

Chi Huan's hand fell on the table, and after a few seconds of silence, he still pressed his lips to calm down.

She didn't speak, An Ke quickly took out her cell phone and dialed the phone.

One minute later, An Ke hung up the phone and said in a low voice, "Miss Chi, Mr. Mo asked you to wait a few minutes, and he will solve it."

Chi Huan still didn't speak, nor sat down, just standing like this.

The female prison guard naturally knew her and knew her identity, and was stared at by Chi Huan's pitch-black and indifferent eyes, some unstoppable chatter and embarrassment.

Ten minutes passed.

A man in prison uniforms didn’t know where he came out. It seemed that it was the female prison guard’s last time. He smiled at Chi Huan and said, "Sorry, Miss Chi, Xiao Zhang is a newcomer and he doesn’t know the rules. You sign, we will take you to see your father."

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