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

At the time of this sentence, Mo Xiegu had already returned to the driver's seat.

Chi Huan said lightly, "It's just a minor injury. It's inevitable to be accidentally injured if you are alive."

Su Yabing's whole body was filled with an embarrassment of fidgeting. The original weak and sad temperament, coupled with the injury on her face, made it even more pitiful.

When she said this, Su Yabing seemed to be too embarrassed to know what to say, so she turned her head down, and even if she didn't move, she seemed to be fidgeting.

After the car drove almost half of the drive, Su Yabing said softly, "Xigu, I asked him to go there...but I'm afraid he won't show up...he should know that I am for a divorce..."

Without waiting for the man to speak, Chi Huan played with his fingers and said casually, "Don't worry, he will go."

Su Yabing was startled, and smiled far-fetched, "Really... When I called him yesterday, he kept scolding me and said... He would not get a divorce even if he died."

Chi Huan sneered coldly, "Unless he really wants to die, he will also have to leave."

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Inside the 1999 box.

Chi Huan walked in the front, Su Yabing followed behind her, and Mo Xigu took the door at the end.

Mo Shiqian was already there. He sat alone on the solo sofa in front of the French windows, wearing a dark suit, and his deep quiet breath became an aura of its own.

Hearing the sound at the door, he stood up and raised his eyelids and looked over, his eyes fell straight on Chi Huan in the front, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Miss, I brought you here."

The divorce lawyer was found by Mo Xigu, and the "person" he was referring to was Su Yabing's husband, Yang Hao.

As soon as Chi Huan saw him, he remembered what happened last time, and couldn't help frowning. He didn't want to look at it again. He walked directly to Mo Shiqian and sat down on the sofa where he got up.

She opened her bag, took out the new mobile phone without opening the box and handed it to the man in front of her, "Hey, I will pay you."

Mo Shiqian took a glance at her and said indifferently, "Thank you."

After speaking, he retreated to the floor-to-ceiling window, lowered his eyes to open his new phone, and didn't even glance at the other people in the room... In fact, from beginning to end, he had seen Chi Huan exactly.

Yang Hao looked normal, but he almost couldn't stand up anymore. The last time he tried to assault Chi Huan, he was almost maimed. It's just that Fengxing beaters don't like slaps, so his men are not used to slaps. .

What's more, he didn't plan to come over today, and it was Mo Shiqian who let people come over with very violent means.

Su Yabing took the divorce agreement handed to her by the lawyer, walked to Yang Hao, who could only sit on the sofa, put it on the coffee table, closed his eyes, and said softly, "My marriage with you started Wrong, it doesn’t make sense to entangle it any more, this is a divorce agreement, please sign it."

Yang Hao's eyes stayed on her since she came in, and there was even an eagerness to catch her with his eyes, his breathing was rough and rapid, and his eyes were full of anger and pain.

She lowered her head and continued, "Don't worry, I haven't made much money these years, so I won't take any of the houses, cars, and deposits. It's okay to have a family background. You can go back to the United States after your divorce. Live..."

"I won't get a divorce!"

With a violent roar, even Chi Huan, who boredly watched Mo Shiqian tear down his cell phone, was taken aback.

Mo Xigu frowned, and his handsome face became cold. The lawyer probably saw a lot of scenes. He just stood on one side and looked at it. There was no special reaction. Chi Huan frowned, his eyes thoughtful.

Only Mo Shiqian lowered his head to open the phone and set up a new phone. The whole process did not even stop for a second, and he was indifferent.

Yang Hao immediately became hysterically excited, "Su Yabing, you have to die, I will never divorce you, unless I die!"

Su Yabing burst into tears, "You die? Do you want to force me to death? Do you know if this continues, I would rather die!"

"Then I would rather die with you!"

Chi Huan helped the emperor, although he had long felt that this man had mental problems, but now, why is he not staying in the mental hospital?

Mo Xigu narrowed his eyes and walked over, stretched out his hand to pull Su Yabing away, and sat down opposite him.

His handsome face was cold and indifferent, his fingers clicked on the coffee table slightly, and he said indifferently, "Mr. Yang, you saved Yabing's father, so you can sit here now, or you can sign yourself obediently. Divorce, if you want money, I can give it to you, or..."

The ending sound of the last word is stretched, bringing out a deep and cold contempt, "You can choose between prisons and mental hospitals, where you may be more comfortable."

"Mo Xigu, she is my wife!"

With a sneer on Moxigu's lips, "It won't be anymore soon."

Yang Hao stared at Su Yabing, breathing deeper and deeper, and then he showed a deep grinning smile, "I said if I don’t get divorced, I will never leave, my wife, if you really love this man so much, I can die and be perfect. You, as long as your conscience can get by."

Su Yabing bit her lip, her face pale to the extreme.

Rao is Mo Xiegu, facing such a hysterical man who opened his mouth and shut his mouth, even if he was so angry that he could not wait to smash his face with a punch, he could only hold his fist and endure.

A barefoot person is not afraid of wearing shoes. A person who is not afraid of death sometimes cannot do anything to him, no matter how powerful he is, he does not care about death, but he knows that Ya Bing cannot really let Yang Hao just for divorce. To die.

The man even pinched this point.

In the almost stagnant air, I suddenly thought of a woman's sweet laugh, softly crisp, like a bell blowing in the wind.

Chi Huan stretched his hand to the floor-to-ceiling window, pushed the glass aside, and said lightly, "You want to die, let's say, the window is here, I promise no one will stop you, a man can only use his own life to keep a woman. It's cheap enough to be so persevering. If you want to die, you can die, and die clean."

As soon as the glass opened, the strong wind blew in.

The wind blew her long hair that spread out like seaweed, making her smile like a banshee with disdain, "Come and jump, maybe Miss Su is in love with husband and wife, really can't say divorce."

Chi Huan’s face was a girl with a strong breath, but her smiley eyes were frivolous and calm. “Speaking of suicide, this is really useful. I thought that back then, my father wanted to marry a woman who was especially disgusting to me as my stepmother. Use this trick to drive her away."

Mo Xigu looked at the woman with long fluttering hair who was laughing wanton, his heart shook slightly, and unspeakable complexity was brewing in his eyes.

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