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

She bent her knees on the sofa, resting her chin on her knees, and murmured, "When I first liked him, I knew he didn’t like me. I think it’s okay. When I chased him, there was a period of time. He hates me very much. Although I am a bit sad, I have not wavered. Later, when he promised to marry me, he also told me clearly that he would not love me. Although I felt regretful, I could be with the person I liked. , This regret is nothing."

She tilted her head and looked at Mo Shiqian, "As long as nothing happens to me and I go to try the wedding dress tomorrow, the Mo family will not allow Su Yabing to exist. I will still be his wife, but..."

She stretched her tone of voice, gradually lowering her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her eyes.

Mo Shiqian did not speak, but looked at her quietly.

She leaned back, her pale crimson lips closed together, "Tomorrow, I am not in the mood to try a wedding dress."

Saying no mood is actually an understatement.

But Chi Huan has never had such an understatement towards Mo Xigu.

She stroked the corners of her eyebrows, smiled lightly, her voice was a little vacant, "I don't understand why I have tolerated it for so many years, and it only took less than a month.

Her Chi Huan always knew what she wanted, and then got it, no matter what kind of energy or price it needs to pay halfway.

Mo Shiqian’s thin lips flashed a silent faint smile, “Because Mo Xigu didn’t like you before, but he didn’t have any other women, but now his first love and obsession are back, and you are too overestimating yourself. Tolerance of betrayal."

Chi Huan's delicate facial features were slightly stagnant, and she sat on the sofa without saying a word.

The apartment suite is so quiet that someone's breathing can be heard.

There was only a small wound on her forehead, and she finished the medicine within a few minutes.

Mo Shiqian got up from the sofa after applying the medicine to her, closed the medicine box, and said with his eyes low, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Chi Huan closed her eyes, her pretty face was stained with a little coldness, "You send someone to stare at Su Yabing for me."

The man faintly said a good word.

"Bring me a breakfast tomorrow morning."

Sometimes, he couldn't tell whether this woman Chi Huan was strong or weak, shrewd or stupid.

Naturally, Mo Shiqian would not stay here overnight, and took the door to leave.

Chi Huan went back to the bathroom to wash briefly, threw himself into the big bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

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When Mo Shiqian arrived at her apartment the next morning, Chi Huan had already returned from a run outside. She simply took a shower, changed her clothes, and sat at the dining table for breakfast.

Except for the wound on her forehead, she can no longer see the expression of her little lamb last night.

While eating the soup noodles that he had texted him, and reading the news on Weibo, he pursed his lips and said, "What happened last night and Su Yabing's scandal before have been suppressed?"

"Well, Mo Xigu has been suppressed."

Mo Xigu is Mo Shi's young boss, unless he doesn't care about it, this lace is nothing to him.

"When did they separate last night?"

"After we left last night, Mo Shao asked the hospital security to dismiss the fans. Several serious cases were sent to the detention center. He spent about an hour and a half in Miss Su's ward."

Chi Huan didn't speak. After a while, she posted a Weibo and went out, then put down her phone and concentrated on breakfast.

After breakfast, Chi Huan went back to the room and changed into white casual sportswear, looking young and fresh. After coming out of the cloakroom, he threw the car key to the man, "Go rock climbing today."

Mo Shiqian looked at her pretty and fair face, "Aren't you going to try the wedding dress?"

She said lightly, "Didn't I say it, I'm not in the mood."

The news that was suppressed and deleted by Mo Xiegu, because Chi Huan's specious Weibo once again exploded and climbed up the hot search, and it was too late for Mo's public relations department to delete comments.

In fact, when the Ferrari in Chi Huan drove out of the community where she lived, the phone she threw on the side seat hardly stopped shaking.

She turned a deaf ear, closed her eyes and enjoyed the blow in the convertible comfortably.

When she checked her phone this morning, there were several missed calls from Mo Xiegu from last night.

She calculated the time, probably after solving her fans, taking Su Yabing to the doctor to deal with the injury, and staying with her for a long time before thinking of calling her.

Her Chi Huan can not be liked, but cannot be ignored.

Until noon, after Chi Huan had lunch at a nearby restaurant after climbing, Mo Shiqian's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the phone screen, then raised his eyes to look at the little woman opposite, and said lightly, "It's your father."

Chi Huan took the knife and fork in his hand and said coldly, "No picking up."

However, the man slipped the answer button in the next second, his voice polite and cold, "Mr. Chi."

Chi Huan glared at him angrily, why this man always didn't listen to her.

"Chi Huan is with you?"

"Yes."

"Take her back to Chi's house immediately."

Mo Shiqian said faintly, "I guess Missy won't go back." After a moment of silence, he followed, "Do you need to tie it back?"

Chi Huan, "..."

This bastard.

She got up and grabbed the mobile phone from the man's hand, and then threw it out vigorously. Finally, she took out the mobile phone in her bag and threw it out.

They ate at a mountain top restaurant, that is to say, both of them had their mobile phones dropped by her.

Her cheeks were filled with anger, "If you dare to tie me back, I'll tell my dad that you covet my beauty and disrespect me."

The man looked at her faintly, "You can try it, Mr. Chi believe it or not."

"You..." She bit her lip, and suddenly thought of something, her lips curled up proudly, "Then I will tell your fiancee that you are plotting against me, and I took a peek at me, and my dad believed you. It depends on whether your fiancee believes you."

Chi Huan glanced at him and snorted, "Don't think I don't know who your fiancé is, just ask someone to check it and I'll know."

Mo Shiqian frowned and looked at her.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Chi Huan continued to slice the steak with satisfaction.

Humph, let you not listen to me.

After eating and paying the bill, Chi Huan listened to the cashier accidentally mentioning that there was a beautiful place to watch the sunset nearby. Many people came here admiringly, so she clamored to go.

Mo Shiqian had nothing to do with her, and he didn't bother to control her, so he drove her and asked her for directions.

As a result, I didn't see the sunset when I reached the top of the mountain. The weather changed suddenly on the way back, and there was a violent storm, and the downpour fell.

Chi Huan shrank in front of the co-pilot, mumbling that he knew he should wear more clothes.

The car rang suddenly and stopped.

She turned her head and looked at the man in the driver's seat blankly, "Why are you stopping in such a heavy rain?"

Mo Shiqian looked at her blankly, and uttered three words, "Anchor."

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