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

Feng Xing glanced sideways at him, "Go and grab a look, you'll know."

Xiao Yu looked disgusted, "There is no chest and no legs. What's the point of grabbing it."

"You don't look at how ugly you are."

"..."

………………

Chi Huan has work in the afternoon. After entering the state, others can't see any abnormal emotions, not to mention the intensity of work, and there is no free time and energy to think about other things.

In the evening, she received a call from Mo Shiqian.

"Are you finished?"

Chi Huan was holding the phone, because of the physical exertion just now, she felt a little bit. "No, there is a little problem. It should take two more hours."

"No meal?"

She laughed, her voice softened unconsciously, "No, I'm going to go home early after the recording, and eat after the recording is over. I ate a lot at noon and I am not hungry now."

Since her schedule was queued by this man, although she is not a big idler, she has basically announced every day, but generally it will not start too early, and it will not be too late.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office building, the man raised his wrist to look at the time on the watch, "Then go home directly after you finish, and I will let the kitchen prepare your favorite food."

Chi Huan didn't have any opinion on this, and it was almost the same everywhere. "Okay, I will go home after I finish. Are you going back now?"

"Not yet, work overtime today."

Chi Huan thought to himself that if he didn't work overtime, he should come and have dinner with her, red lips pulled the arc of a smile, "Then I'm going to work, see you at night."? The man's low and deep voice is as simple as gentle. See you."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan felt that she could not even talk about being particularly depressed, or her mood rose so much that it directly improved the efficiency of her work.

It was over shortly after eight o'clock at nine o'clock. The members of the program group said that they would go to eat hot pot together. After thinking about it, she refused. While calling An Ke, she walked to the underground parking lot.

When I got out of the elevator, I had just walked two steps and was stopped by a tall man in a black suit.

She was startled, and took two steps back, subconsciously nervous and vigilant, her fingers tightly squeezing her bag.

"Miss Chi, our wife wants to see you."

Although there are not many people in the parking lot, there are still scattered in and outs. Chi Huan glanced at the surveillance, and the attitude of the man before him was considered polite. She frowned and sneered, "Madam? Your wife? who is it?"

Is it Lawrence's current wife?

She also cares about her husband and other women's sons. Is her heart too big?

The bodyguard replied, "It's Mrs. Larry."

Chi Huan's expression fluctuated, changed slightly, and finally faded again.

She stepped on her high heels and walked in the direction of Anke parking, leaving only two faint words, "No see."

But not a few meters after she walked, a door of the parked car suddenly opened, and a middle-aged lady of about 40 years old came out from the inside. She was wearing a valuable professional suit and her hair was still meticulous.

It will always reveal the high above desertedness.

Chi Huan's footsteps still slowed down, and finally stood about one meter away.

An Ke probably saw this scene from a distance, and walked towards them quickly.

The eyes are facing each other, one is cold and complicated, and the other is calm and calm.

"Huanhuan."

Chi Huan raised his wrist and made a movement to watch the time. Then he lifted his eyes and smiled with red lips, "Is Mrs. Larry looking for me? I'm still rushing home for dinner."

Mrs. Larry looked at her delicate face, "If you haven't eaten, I will treat you to it."

"No, my boyfriend is waiting for me at home."

Mrs. Larry frowned, "Huanhuan..."

"If you have something to ask me, just say it straight. I'm just listening, but if there is nothing to say... then I will leave."

She was wearing a red coat, and her curly long hair was gathered to one side, as if she was very charming, but mixed with innocence. She stood in a pavilion with ten-centimeter high heels.

Compared with when she was young, her eyes were less indifferent and hostile, and they became calmer, but more alienated, as if the resentments that were once dissipated over time.

Now standing face to face, like strangers.

Mrs. Larry looked into her eyes, "Huanhuan, can you leave Mo Shiqian?"

There was a dead silence for several seconds.

Then, Chi Huan suddenly laughed, of course, this smile was on the surface, not in the eye.

She put her hands around her chest and smiled lazily, "I thought that Mrs. Larry heard that I was rejected by her boyfriend, so she suddenly loved me and wanted to recognize me..."

"Even if I recognize you, Lawrence will not accept you," Mrs. Larry said lightly. "Not to mention that you are just a star in his eyes. It is impossible for people like him and a family like them to follow you. A notoriously corrupt official who got married."

Chi Huan dialed his own hair and smiled lazily, "You came to me, just to remind me of this... That's a pity, your few words may not be worth your airfare money."

Her attitude is still sloppy, and Mrs. Larry is not angry this time, "Huanhuan, you have been around from the second generation of officials to the second generation of wealthy officials since you were young. Do you see this kind of thing rarely? Is it a happy one? How did Mo Xigu and Su Yabing separate at the beginning, and what kind of ending did they end up...Didn't you see the most clearly?"

After a few seconds, she continued sighing, "You are too young to think about some things too easily... I know you resent me, you can't listen to what I say, but you have to be clear... Mo Shiqian is his own son, the one he values ​​and wants to cultivate. You and the Lawrence family are going to die like that. In the end, only you will be injured, not him, do you understand?"

"What if you understand?"

Chi Huan’s eyebrows are exquisitely drawn, and her facial features are even more picturesque, delicate but calm. “If I understand these, I should admit my fate and break up with him? He is the man I love, and I may be able to break up with him in the future. I can’t find a better man than he treats me, because his chairman who came out of nowhere and wanted to be a cheap father came out, I will disappear obediently? Am I worthy of him, or worthy of myself?"

Mrs. Larry looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Chi Huan retracted his gaze and walked past her blankly.

A word rang out again behind him, "What about your father? Aren't you afraid of him?"

Chi Huan's pupils shrank, her blushing lips pursed, she said nothing, and continued to move forward, "An Ke, let's go."

In front, a black Gust drove into her sight and stopped not far in front of her. The cold and tall man pushed the car door and got out of the car.

He looked directly at her with deep as ink eyes.

I like to marry a sweet wife: Mo Shao, please collect it gently: (www.wuxiaspot.com) When a sweet wife gets married: Mo Shao, the fastest literary update under gentle handwriting.