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

Lawrence said faintly, "You didn't have an impulsive personality. Why do you look rebellious now."

"Oh? Could it be that I misunderstood you, do you really plan to let this movie continue?"

"What can't you do."

There is nothing wrong with Chi Huan. Whether Chi Huan makes a movie or not has basically no effect on him.

But even so, she still felt that Lawrence would not show mercy to her men.

Sure enough, after Chi Huan remained silent for a while, he said again, "You continue to shoot the movie, and I will let your economic company arrange other announcements for you, which is good for your career development. "

Chi Huan listened to her ears, not half distracted, only sneered, and then asked, "What about the conditions?"

"Feast, are you an actor? Just do your job well."

………………

In the next one to two months, Chi Huan and Mo Shiqian's lives basically have no intersection.

Mo Shiqian was hospitalized to recuperate, except that he often went to the hospital with Yue Lin to discuss popular things, he basically didn't ask about world affairs, and he never went to Chi Huan again, or asked about her.

Chi Huan returned to the crew to film, and all his spare time was filled up by the announcement.

If you have more time, you will all contribute to the scandal.

For more than a month, the headlines of the major entertainment editions were not whether Chi Huan had dinner with the rich second generation today, or which Xiaokai had pursued her with great fanfare.

All over the world, whether she is a fan or not, anyone who knows her seems to know that she broke up with her former boyfriend.

Know that she is hot now.

The only thing I don't know is that the gossip said this is her mysterious boyfriend, who was having a candlelight dinner with her, whether she really was with any of them.

Until Moxigu appeared.

That day Chi Huan finished filming and went back to Lancheng City Center to record a show at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. At 1 o'clock in the morning, she was so tired that she asked the director for a few hours off and went back to the studio tomorrow morning.

She just came out of the building where the show was recorded, and when she was holding her head to look for the lattice van, she saw the tall and tall figure beside the deserted street, and the cigarette butts that flickered in the dark.

She was choked, and subconsciously thought it was Mo Shiqian.

But... she didn't see it clearly, she still distinguished it after a few seconds, it was not him.

After breathing a sigh of relief, at the same time, deeper and more filled with a sense of loneliness.

She hasn't seen him for a long time.

Is she... it may be difficult to see him again.

Only then did Chi Huan suddenly realize clearly...

She and Mo Shiqian are already hard to meet...

Even if they are still in the same city, there are so many cities in Kolan, and there are few opportunities to meet.

Besides, even if you really meet...

He probably won't pay attention to her anymore... right.

Thinking of this, an inexplicable mood came out, almost drowning her nerves.

Chi Huan was still in a daze, and Mo Xigu had already walked up to her.

His voice was gentle and steady, "Huanhuan."

When she heard the sound, she came up from a trance, looked up at him, and smiled afterwards, "Xigu, why did you come so late?"

Mo Xiegu's voice was very low in the night, but it was exceptionally calm, and his eyes looked directly at her, "Come to pick you up."

Chi Huan turned his head and staggered his gaze, still trying to find Grid and the van that picked her up.

The man's voice rang above her head again, "I told your assistant to go back first."

Chi Huan looked at him helplessly, "Xigu..."

"It's late now. It's not convenient and safe to take a taxi. I'll take you back."

"Don't be like this, Xigu, you don't need to be like this."

"I know you broke up with Mo Shiqian..."

Chi Huan interrupted him. His voice was almost gentle because of helplessness, but it was more neat than gentle, "Yes, but I have no plans to accept others."

Mo Xigu's eyes were straight and looked at her deeply, "I know, and no one knows better than me."

She pursed her lips and looked away, "I..."

He said solemnly and slowly, "Since I know, then you don't have to act against me... You can enjoy acting on set, but in life, aren't you tired?"

Chi Huan couldn't find the words for a while, she raised her hand and stroked her forehead, "This is my business...I don't want to pull you down, Xigu, I don't want to pull anyone into the water, you know what I mean. ?"

This is not euphemistic or straightforward, but it is enough to make people understand.

She didn't want to pull him into the water, and she didn't want to use this to narrow the distance between them, or that she didn't want their relationship to have a chance to get closer.

"But in comparison, shouldn't I be the best choice? Compared to your laborious dealing with a group of rich young men with ghosts, for your life, your image, including to Mo Shiqian... ... Am I more convincing than them?"

Finally, he smiled faintly, "This is not a great thing, Huanhuan, you don't have to reject people thousands of miles away."

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The blue Lamborghini reversed in front of the building and slowly left.

No one saw that there was a black Gust parked under the old tree with complex branches and light mottled branches.

A cigarette was also lit in the car, extinguished, like an illusion under a solitary lamp.

Mo Shiqian held a cigarette between his fingers, and the smoke curled up. After dispersing, his sight was quickly out of sight.

He watched them chatting under the stairs on the street, one tall and one short, one exquisite and beautiful, one gentle and handsome, and their appearance looked exceptionally well-matched.

And when it is generally equipped, it makes people feel dazzling.

When she saw Mo Xigu, she seemed to wait for a while, and she stood there waiting for the man to walk towards her step by step.

She raised her face and smiled, then shook her head and refused, but in the end she compromised and got into the car with him.

"Ahem..."

He coughed a few words lowly, not knowing whether he was choked by the smoke or his body was uncomfortable.

The doctor advised him to quit smoking and drinking while he was recovering.

He didn't have the habit of smoking before, and he didn't know how to smoke all day long.

Now...I still don't understand it very well, but I just got used to it.

There may be no reason to get used to it, it's just a habit.

When the Lamborghini was about to disappear from sight, he still squeezed out the cigarette butt, started the engine and stepped on the accelerator to follow.

He didn't come to see her specially.

He just recovered almost physically and was free to get out of bed and walk around, so let's take a look at how this woman who has become cruel and more cruel is doing now.

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