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

Grid was calling Sister Yao. Chi Huan was standing on the stairs outside the building, where he could see the parking apron. He didn't know where An Ke was with the car.

Her foot stopped, and then retracted.

Take the cell phone out of the bag and read the number.

Staring at the string of numbers for a long time, she dialed it out.

Lawrence's voice is still the same as usual, with imperceptible weakness in his vigor, but he is not irritable or impatient, and speaks slowly, "Take the initiative to find me, you have broken up?"

Chi Huan smiled faintly, "Did you break up? You should be staring at it all the time. Why ask knowingly."

"Then why are you looking for me?"

He laughed slowly, "Or, I didn't see the person who came to Shi Qian to kill him for revenge. I felt unwilling, so I couldn't help but test me?"

Chi Huan did not speak.

Although the purpose of her call is not this, she does doubt it.

"Don't worry, it's coming soon."

Chi Huan's pupils shrank, her red lips pursed.

"You haven't seen anyone show up yet, because Lancheng is Shi Qian's place after all, and they are the big drug lords who are closely watched internationally. Most of them can only sneak in secretly, or go through customs. Either sneak in, or whatever it is, it will take some time...but..."

Lawrence smiled faintly, "Don't be wishful thinking, they won't show up."

Chi Huan half-closed his eyes and said in an unclear tone, "I'm just curious, it's been a few days, you haven't urged me."

"I just know him, it's not that easy to divide...I'm not in a hurry, you will be anxious when they come."

"Oh? I thought that the woman who claimed to be the girlfriend of Mo Shichen's cousin's son just now was specially sent by you to warn me."

"She is."

"What do you mean?"

"If there is no Shiqian, after I die, everything I have is the inheritance of the woman's mouth. His father has a lot of shares in Clod-Summer. After me a hundred years, they will mess up the group."

Chi Huan sneered, "Why do you think Mo Shiqian will not mess up your group?"

"because I have you."

The meaning of these four words is so profound that Chi Huan can only perceive it slightly from the tone of voice, but she still doesn't quite understand what they mean.

"I?"

"You don't want to know what the woman who claims to be the girlfriend of Shi Chen's cousin's son is for?"

Chi Huan raised his eyebrows and smiled contemptuously, "Grab my job?"

"I'm providing you with a reason to be honest and force Shiqian to break up."

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Mo Shiqian was meeting with Xiao Yu in 1999 when he received the call from Li Ma.

I took out my mobile phone and saw that it was a call from home on the screen, bent over and put out the cigarette **** in the ashtray, got up to answer the call.

Xiao Yu sat lazily on the sofa in a casual posture, took off the smoke between his lips with his fingers, spit out a thin cloud of smoke, raised his eyelids, and said lazily, "I say you, know how to respect your partner, Lao Tzu I'm talking to you about business, what phone are you answering?"

Mo Shiqian walked straight to the window without giving him one from the corner of his eyes.

"what's up?"

Ma Li was over there and said embarrassedly, "Hey, Mr. Mo, Miss Chi just came back."

"She has come back?"

"Yeah, I don't know if I was bullied. I lost my temper and smashed a lot of things when I came back. I have never seen Miss Chi lose so much temper."

Mo Shiqian twisted his sword eyebrows into a ball, "Did she fall?"

"Yes, I fell all the way from the living room to the study, and everything I could fall was smashed. I asked her and she didn't say... I don't know what happened.

The man narrowed his eyes and said faintly, "I know, I'll be back later, you leave her alone."

"I know Mr. Mo.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Shiqian turned back to the sofa.

Xiao Yu looked at him while smoking, and saw that he didn't mean to sit down, "Are you... going to leave?"

Mo Shiqian picked up the coat on the sofa, "Yes."

"Do you think Lao Tzu is very idle, or do you think I am a broad-minded person?"

He said calmly, "I have basically told you what I should say. As for what I haven't said yet, I believe you know that if I don't say it...I'll go back first. You should think carefully about how to choose whom to work with."

Xiao Yu's eyes were narrow and narrow, and even with a smile on his lips, they were still cold and dark.

He didn't speak any more.

Mo Shiqian took the door and went out.

In the box, Xiao Yu raised his long legs at random, and the man's face was expressionless in the smoke.

"Brother Yu, why did you tell Mo Shiqian that Gail had contacted you?"

Xiao Yu turned his face away, dangling a cigarette with a look of disgust, "Does your head grow as a decoration? Even if you have a pretty long decoration, it can only be eliminated." A slap shot on his forehead, "Can it grow? I can't use my brain, huh? Who else can Gail find if he doesn't find me? I can't guess if I don't say Mo Shiqian, do you think he is a pig brain like you?"

The subordinate was wronged for a second, "I just think he has a bad attitude."

"Okay," Xiao Yu breathed out smoke, pinched out the cigarette butt, and said indifferently, "If he is not that dead, he will be really terrified someday."

"Brother Yu, don't you cooperate with Gail?"

"Humph," he snorted, and said lightly, "I'm not going to sell drugs, so what can I do to cooperate."

"But wouldn't it be great to take this opportunity to get rid of Mo Shiqian?"

Xiao Yu glanced at him and spit out four words, "You know what a fart."

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Mo Shiqian drove home.

The mess in the villa was almost cleaned up by Ma Li.

"Where is she?"

"Ms. Chi never came down after going upstairs, and I didn't dare to bother me, but there was no sound for a while. She shouldn't keep dropping things."

He hummed, said nothing, and went straight upstairs.

He thought that Chi Huan was in the study, but there was no inside, only a mess.

Table lamp, vase, book, cup...

The two roses are very eye-catching because of their bright red.

Mo Shiqian's eyes darkened, and the line of his jaw tightened.

Turning to the bedroom, the bedroom has not been passive, but there is no one.

Ma Li said she never went down after she went upstairs...

Finally, Mo Shiqian found her in the cloakroom.

He opened the door and saw the woman throwing things into the suitcase.

His pupils suddenly shrank, then he raised his leg without thinking about it and rushed over, pulling her hand to make her stand up. His voice was an anger that could not be suppressed and restrained at last, and his words seemed to be gloomy. Overflowing from the throat bone, "Chi Huan, what are you doing?"

Her face is cold, her eyes are cold, and her voice is even colder, "What are you doing? Can't you tell, I want to move."

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