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

Ning Youran understood Chi Huan's character, which was indeed her style, so she didn't say much.

After such a disturbance, Chi Huan’s desire to drink was almost affected, and the two of them had just drunk a few glasses of low alcohol red wine, Chi Huan remembered that he hadn’t eaten dinner and was so hungry, so he went to the neighborhood. Restaurant for dinner.

While eating, chatting and drinking.

After eating a meal for almost an hour or two, when Ning Youran paid the bill, Chi Huan was too drunk to stand up.

Ning Youran struggled to support her, "Huan'er, do you want your boyfriend to pick you up or Mo Shiqian to pick you up?"

Chi Huan held her arms and leaned her head on her shoulders, "Um...Of course...boyfriend."

"Then you give me your phone and I will call him."

Chi Huan didn't know if he heard her words, and closed his eyes and rubbed her shoulders, neither answering her words nor taking out the phone.

Ning Youran couldn't help it, she didn't have Mo Xiegu's number, and even if Chi Huan's phone was taken out, she couldn't unlock it... Seeing that she was so drunk now, she probably couldn't unlock it.

I pulled out my mobile phone from my bag, and it took a while to find Mo Shiqian's number-when Chi Huan gave her the number, he said that if there is something to do, he would call her bodyguard.

The phone went through in a while.

"Mo Shiqian? I'm Chi Huan's friend, the one you just saw in 1999, is it convenient for you now?"

After a moment of silence, the man's indifferent low voice sounded, "What happened to her?"

Who she is this is self-evident.

"Oh, that's it. Huan'er is drunk. I don't have her boyfriend's number. Can you come and take her home?"

After a few seconds of silence, the man's tone did not change, "Miss Ning, I will give you Mo Shao's number and let him pick it up."

Ning Youran frowned, a little dissatisfied, not to mention that it was his duty to pick up Chi Huan as a bodyguard. Just now Chi Huan was defending him like that in 1999. Is this attitude?

Presumably guessing her thoughts, Mo Shiqian said lightly at that end, "Ms. drunk, probably because of a fight with Mo Shao."

Ning Youran is not a dull person, and naturally understands what he meant. Huan'er quarreled with Mo Xigu, which happened to be an opportunity for reconciliation, "Well, you send me the number."

Less than ten seconds after hanging up the phone, Mo Shiqian sent the number.

Ning Youran dialed the number directly.

The ward of a hospital.

Mo Xigu looked upset at the woman on the hospital bed, and immediately picked it up when the phone shook.

It showed an unfamiliar number without remarks. Su Yabing, who was sleeping extremely lightly, let out a cry, frowning, or slid his finger to hang up.

However, before putting the phone back in, he shook again, frowning even more tightly, took it out to hang up again, only to find that the three words Mo Shiqian were displayed on the screen.

He condensed his eyes, turned dark, and then strode out the door, sliding down the answer button when opening the door.

Indifferent and understatement, "Mo Shao."

Mo Xigu stood on the corridor of the hospital, his pale tones immersed in the smell of disinfectant, "You are looking for me, something?"

Mo Shiqian said faintly at that end, "Miss is drunk."

Chi Huan was drunk.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, and the deeper upset came up again, closing his eyes, Fang Shen said, "I see."

"Mo Shao, let me give you a piece of advice," the man on the phone said in a clear and indifferent voice, "Chi Huan's mind is not as shallow as you think, Su Yabing's mind is deeper than you think, and don't be too determined to be a woman. You’ve never really gotten her, but you’ve almost lost it."

Mo Xigu was stunned. Before he could say anything, the phone was hung up over there.

That's how the man's cold and even slightly mocking words echoed in his ear.

[You never really got her, but you are about to lose it. 】

Ning Youran's second call came in. He stared at the number and accepted it.

"Is it Mo Xigu? I am Chi Huan's friend."

"Where are you?"

"what?"

"I'll pick her up, where are you."

Ning Youran is a bit inexplicable. She hasn't said what happened yet, but she didn't think much about it, and directly reported the address, "We are in the valley house opposite in 1999. Do you know this?"

"Well, I will come here."

Before Ning Youran could say anything, there was only a busy tone in the phone.

Mo Xiegu put the phone away and returned to the ward, only to find that the woman who was lying there had woken up. Her face was pale and bloodless, like paper, and the whole person was as thin as a piece of paper.

"Sorry, did you wake you up?"

Su Yabing shook her head gently, "Xigu."

"The doctor said you need to rest and go to sleep."

The woman’s eyes were full of sadness, "Your mother said, in two days...you will marry her."?

Mo Xigu looked at her and was silent for a few seconds, "Yes."

She asked a little hard, "is it... because of me?"

"No, I originally planned to marry her."

"Then... Xigu, do you love her?"

Love? ?

Suddenly he gave her flowers and she smiled when she was holding the red rose, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't admit it or say anything to deny it.

Su Yabing asked repeatedly, "Do you love her?"

Before a word was finished, tears overflowed his eyes, pale, painful, and even desperate.

She lowered her head, tears falling on the bedding, but she smiled forcefully, "In your heart, do you actually blame me... you married soon after leaving you?"

Mo Xigu looked at her without speaking.

She was actually right. He did blame her because she was already newly married when he was still in pain.

Su Yabing raised her face, tears have spread all over her face, with a pleading expression, "If you don't love her...Can you not marry her?"

She bit her lip hard, "I just wanted to come back and see what kind of girl you marry... But I found out that I really can't watch you get married..."

She was sitting on the hospital bed, her whole body crying, her shoulders shaking violently, as if she would collapse at any time.

Mo Xigu looked at her long black hair scattered on the white mattress, and his heart softened inevitably. Once, he thought he would love her forever.

The result is that now he is forced by his mother to cut his wrists to preserve his innocence.

With a low sigh, he still raised his foot and walked over, leaning over to embrace her shoulders.

…………

Twenty minutes later.

Ning Youran looked at Chi Huan lying on the table and waited while watching the time.

Until a man about forty years old came over and asked politely, "Are they Miss Chi and Miss Ning?"

Ning Youran twisted her eyebrows, "We are, are you?"

"I am Mo Shao's driver. Mo Shao asked me to take Miss Chi home."

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