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

Chi Huan finally met Chi An smoothly.

He was in his fifties and less than 60 years old. Since he was in prison, his gray hair seems to be getting more and more old and he is getting older and older, but his spirit does not seem particularly bad.

It's just that today, others look very tired, even their backs seem to be rickety.

Especially eye-catching, there is a clear bruise on the forehead.

Chi Huan was originally sitting, and got up from the chair with a rush of ground. "Dad," she asked eagerly until Chi An approached, "What's wrong with you?"

Chi Saddle waved his hand, the expression on his face looked normal, "It's okay, I fell and knocked my head on the wall last night."

This kind of thing is not impossible, but how could Chi Huan believe it at this time.

She condensed her expression, pursing her lips and asked, "Did something happen? Did someone bully you in the prison?"

Chi An sat down and looked up at her, her eyes a little relieved.

The relationship between their father and daughter has been extremely poor these years, and Chi Huan hardly paid any attention to him before he went to prison.

"No, what are you thinking about? I'm so old, and wrestling is normal."

Chi Huan still didn't believe it, "Then take off your shirt and let me see."

Chi An frowned, and said with a reprimanding tone, "What's the matter with you girl, I'll be fine if I say nothing."

"Since it's okay, what if you take it off and let me see?"

Chi An sat there, and she could see that her eyes were determined.

The two sides held a stalemate for nearly a minute.

At last Chi Huan said, "If you don't show it to me, I can only assume that there are things you think I can't see."

Although the relationship has been stiff for a long time, Chi An understands his daughter's personality somewhat. He sighed, unbuttoned the button, and said faintly, "The prison is always chaotic. Small accidents are common and nothing."

The prison uniform was taken off, and as Chi Huan expected, there were many scars.

She took a deep breath, looked away, and looked at the ground for nearly half a minute before looking at the saddle again. He had put on his clothes again.

"why did not you tell me?"

If it weren't for her repeated questioning, he would never have said.

Chi An's tone seemed to be indifferent, "This kind of thing often happens in prison, and I am not alone. It will be fine after a long time. You don't need to worry too much."

If it weren't for Lawrence's last sentence, if it hadn't been for the prison guards to stop her from visiting prisons, she might have accepted this statement.

Chi Huan bit her lip and didn't say much in the end. He just said, "I will bring the medicine over tomorrow, and you can rest yourself. If you have anything to do, let the prison guard contact me."

Chi An nodded, and then as usual exhorted, "You and Shi Qian are together, take your temper."

She closed her eyes, "I see."

When he left, Chi Huan addressed the two prison guards, a man and a woman, and said clearly, "I don't care if his injuries were caused by you or other prisoners. I only know that the law sentenced him to ten years in prison. , But the safety of his life inside is also protected by law... What happened to him was caused by the malfeasance of public officials, and I will never give up."

In the end, she left on high heels.

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Chi Huan had an announcement in the afternoon, and she asked An Ke to send her directly to the work site.

In the car, An Ke said in a low voice, "Miss Chi, don't worry too much, Mr. Mo will check it out."

Chi Huan lowered her head, holding her forehead with her hand, "Yes."

The city was far away in the prison, and she looked at the desolation outside the car window, and her confusion gradually spread.

Can she and Mo Shiqian... really keep going?

The love between the wealthy young master and Cinderella that she has seen over the years...How many pairs lasted to the end?

Mo Shiqian...Why not just Mo Shiqian...

Even if he is just a bodyguard.

The phone in her bag vibrated, and she ignored it, not knowing if she heard it or not.

It lasted for a minute before it fell silent.

But it was less than ten seconds of silence, and then began to vibrate again.

An Ke said in front, "Miss Chi, it may be Mr. Mo's call. Would you like to answer it? Otherwise, he will be anxious."

Chi Huan gave a cry as if he had recovered, and took the phone out of his bag.

The man's voice sounded almost at that second, deep and deep, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

She gave a reason casually, "I just fell asleep and didn't hear it."

An Ke in front glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

"How is your dad?"

Chi Huan closed her eyes and opened her mouth, her voice hoarse, "He was inside... was beaten."

Mo Shiqian said in a low voice over there, "I will ask An Ke to send you over. You will have lunch with me and then go back to work. I will give you an account of this matter, eh?"

She said after a while, "Okay."

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When she stopped, she realized that this was not near Mo Shiqian's company, but the valley house opposite in 1999.

An Ke has been escorting her to the door of the box, "Mr. Mo is inside, I will pick you up after you have eaten."

"Well, good, you go to dinner too."

She twisted the doorknob and opened the door.

The box is not big, but not too small. There are already three people sitting on a round table.

Mo Shiqian, popular, and another is Xiao Yu.

Mo Shiqian looked at her straight with deep eyes and whispered, "Huanhuan, come here."

Chi Huan was a little used to Mo Shiqian calling her Huanhuan.

However, Fengxing raised his eyebrows high when hearing these two words, showing discomfort, but did not say a word.

Xiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore, "I said you fucking... close the door and let the heart and liver be unattended, can you not be disgusting in public?"

I don't blame them, I really know who I haven't seen Mo Shiqian so intimately in these years.

Especially when he came quickly and stern and deserted, the more he felt numb.

And he had always been before, Chi Huan, Chi Huan... suddenly became Huanhuan.

Mo Shiqian glanced at him coldly and didn't respond.

Chi Huan walked over and sat down beside the man.

Mo Shiqian stared at her somewhat pale face and placed the menu in front of her, his low voice approaching gentleness, "Look at what you want to eat."

She looked up at him and smiled reluctantly, "Okay."

She looked down at the menu, a little absent-minded.

Feng Xing withdrew his gaze from her body, played with the teacup, glanced at Xiao Yu, and said faintly, "Master Xiao, most of the Lancheng prison are your subordinates..."

Xiao Yu wasn't happy anymore, squinted and sneered, "...what the **** do you mean? Are you saying that Lao Tzu's men are all criminals?"

Feng Xing is still faint, "Yes, and they were all caught."

Xiao Yu, "..."

He leaned back, smiling but not smiling, "I thought you were asking me for dinner when you invited me to dinner. If you dare to be willing, I will be wrong?"

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