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

Chi Huan pursed her lips and met the man's sight in the rearview mirror, "Aren't you going to give me a conclusion?"

He said faintly, "Yang Hao went to the underground parking lot after leaving the ward... He did have a car parked there, so it is impossible to confirm whether he heard about you from Su Yabing, or just happened to touch him as Mo Shao said. The driver will be sent to pick you up temporarily."

Chi Huan looked down and asked after a long time, "What do you think?"

The man pulled his thin lips to bring out a slight arc, "I have never believed in coincidences."

At night, with a cool breeze, the dead leaves on the roadside were blown up and down again.

Chi Huan sat in the car and watched for a while, and said, "Go back."

When there is nothing special, Mo Shiqian would not follow her upstairs.

By the car, his face was handsome and calm, "If the lady has nothing else to do, I will go back first."

Chi Huan looked at his cold and deep eyes, "Mo Shiqian."

The man didn't say anything, but looked up at her, his eyes calm.

"I thought he might have some pity for Su Yabing, the feelings of first love, or the unwillingness to be forced to separate at the beginning, but I also think that he will not deviate."

Her voice was quiet in the wind, still a little confused.

Mo Shiqian has seen her in many ways, but she is rarely confused because she always knows what she wants.

"So, based on what judgment did you come to such a conclusion?"

Chi Huan glanced at him, then retracted his gaze, and turned to look far away. The wind blew her long hair, and a few strands fell on her white face.

She lowered her head, "I went back to sleep."

Mo Shiqian closed his eyebrows, did not ask much, just said in his usual tone, "Okay."

Chi Huan turned and walked into the apartment building.

She walked slowly, with a small handbag in her hand, her long hair fluttering in the wind.

Mo Shiqian stood on the spot, his eyes were looking at her far away back quietly, his thin lips provoked almost no curvature.

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Chi Huan stayed at home for three days and went out.

She gave Mo Shiqian a vacation and did not go to Mo Xigu or even call him. Of course, Mo Xigu did not come to her either.

In fact, she was not particularly calm, but for the past three days she stayed at home and read, and by the way, she sent her agent to her mailbox to find her filming script.

When the meal arrived, she ordered takeaway. Later, when she was bored with the takeaway, she simply called back to Chi's house and asked the chef to prepare the meal, and then the maid brought it over. The day was pretty leisurely and comfortable.

Until the evening of the third day, the doorbell rang. She thought it was the servant who brought the meal, and she forgot to throw the book in her hand and went to open the door. "Why is it so early today? I didn't mean six o'clock..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and it was not the servant who delivered her food every day standing in front of her.

It is Moshigu.

Chi Huan's expression faded a little, and then he laughed again, "I didn't make a call, and I came to my house specifically. It seems that you have made a decision."

Mo Xigu looked into her eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, "Don't you let me in?"

"Oh, yes."

As she spoke, she stepped aside and let him in.

Mo Xiegu lifted his foot in, and when he was changing shoes in the hallway, he naturally saw a pair of men's slippers.

Chi Huan had opened the shoe cabinet and took out a new pair of them and handed them to him, "Wear this, new ones."

There is only one pair of men's indoor slippers on the shoe rack, and the other two are women's.

As he changed his shoes, he asked faintly, "Are these shoes Mo Shiqian's?"

"Yeah."

"He often comes in and out of your apartment?"

"It's quite often."

Obviously it was the expected answer, and it was something that could be understood without even thinking about it, but Mo Xiegu couldn't help but ask more. When he changed his shoes and sat on the sofa, Chi Huan had already made tea and brought it over. .

"You like to drink tea. This is the Dahongpao that I sneaked over from my dad. It should be top-quality tea."

Mo Xigu glanced at her delicate and clean facial features, probably because she was at home, so she had no make-up and a face without powder and daisies that looked like a delicate little girl with her long hair **** casually. nice.

Her apartment was so clean and tidy that he unexpectedly didn't have the pink color he imagined, let alone the clothes, trash, and dishes he imagined.

Chi Huan supported his head, looked at his gaze, and smiled, "My servant will come here to clean and tidy up the house every day. I don't like being in a mess."

Mo Xigu's eyes finally fell straight back to her, "Chi Huan."

She is wearing a thin cashmere skirt in autumn, with a simple sweater on top, sitting opposite him, feeling like a home and lazy.

His voice is a little more hoarse, but more concise and clear, "Let's get the wedding in advance."

Chi Huan was startled, "In advance? Why?"

The man looked into her eyes, his low and hoarse voice was a little bewildering, "Don't you want to marry me?"

Chi Huan nodded slowly, "Marry."

"Then I will let someone arrange the wedding."

"Why so fast?"

Mo Xiegu stared at her for a while, and said lightly, "Don't you give me time to think about it, I have already considered it clearly, I am married to you, and we will travel to Europe after the wedding."

After a pause, he added, "We haven't gotten along well these years. We took this opportunity to cultivate relationships."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "What about Su Yabing?"

He lowered his eyes, making people unable to see the eyes under his eyes, and his voice was very gentle, "She will go back to the United States. I will ask her to find a job there and contact her lawyer. When will When deciding on the divorce, a special lawyer will handle all matters for her."

Chi Huan smiled, "I thought... you know that after so many years that she has defended her life for you, you will give up your marriage contract with me for her and choose to renew your relationship with her, although it sounds very difficult."

Mo Xigu looked at her with a sudden smile in his eyes, but it was freezing cold, "Chi Huan, don't think of me too well."

Her eyes narrowed, but she didn't speak, just tilted her head to look at him.

"Ya Bing is my first love, and the only woman I have ever loved in my life,"

His voice sounded very light, but after a little guessing, he knew that there was no temperature. "But as you said, it takes too much to make peace with her. My mother will not allow it. The entire Mo family will not allow it. All Neither situation nor reality is allowed. Moreover, I am not in my first love for a long time now, and I can give up all power and position for a woman."

"So you gave up her?"

Mo Xigu looked at her and mocked slightly, "Are you looking forward to me canceling your marriage contract for her?"

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