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

The man didn't rush, and said lightly, "The red one is new, more expensive, and more suitable for you. Give me the golden one."

Chi Huan was unwilling.

She had been thinking about it for a long time. In fact, she wanted to keep the ring, but the meaning of the ring was too special. At the beginning, Mo Xiegu gave her a lot of things, so she only picked the ring and returned. .

This watch...

Seeing that she was not talking, Mo Shiqian glanced at his left bowl, which was always wearing a silver watch, and said calmly, "I am used to wearing this watch and I am not going to change it... You have to continue after breaking up. Do you wear a couple watch with me, don’t worry about your suitors, or if Moses minds?"

Chi Huan looked at the watch in his hand.

It was from her.

To some extent, they have a chance to be together because of this watch.

If he didn't want to give him the watch that night, he would not go to the No. 10 residence, nor...

There will be nothing to follow.

She pursed her lips, "Then you give me back the watch that I gave you."

"I have no plans to pay it back."

Chi Huan said without thinking, "I won't pay it back either."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was stunned.

The study also suddenly became quiet.

Mo Shiqian watched her look dark and gloomy, his thin lips stretched slightly, and he smiled, "You like this watch so much?"

Chi Huan has realized something, or what she has exposed.

I panicked and was about to return the watch, but the man's well-knit hands had already put the red watch and the ring box back together, and at the same time said lightly, "Then keep it."

She opened her mouth, speechless.

Now that it was returned to him, it seemed so deliberate, even she could perceive it to cover up.

She had to turn around and walk out.

"The things are finished, and I don't need them anymore. You can throw them away for me. I'll go back."

The man said behind her, "Did you forget something?"

Chi Huan stood still, turned around and asked, "What?"

"This villa is now in your name."

Oh...it seems to be.

She didn't clean it carefully, or even went to see it. She only vaguely remembered that Feng Xing had said that he had transferred the villa, including the apartment, to her name.

She blinked, ignorantly, "I will give you back?"

"just now?"

"can."

The man squinted, "Did you bring your ID?"

She quickly said, "No, but I want to send my luggage back, I can pick it up by the way."

He asked faintly, "What if I want you to return it to me?"

Chi Huan nodded subconsciously, "Yes, can it be done this morning? I have to go back to the studio this afternoon, and I can't ask for leave anymore."

Mo Shiqian stared at her for a while.

After half a minute, he said lightly, "No, it takes at least one day. I have something to do in the afternoon, next time."

Chi Huan twisted her eyebrows, "Oh."

The atmosphere calmed down, and some indescribable embarrassment spread.

"I am leaving."

"Ok."

Chi Huan turned around and stepped out on high heels, her hand in the pocket of her coat, holding the cold watch.

Downstairs, Grid had already loaded the luggage into the car and was waiting for her in the car. Seeing her down, he hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for her, "Sister Huan."

Chi Huan stood still in front of the car door. Instead of going up immediately, he turned around and glanced at the familiar villa.

The cold wind blew, she pinned her hair behind her ears, her eyes did not move, her eyes were fixed, "Let's go."

After speaking, bend down and get into the car.

In the study room on the second floor, the man stands behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a glass of wine in his hand, looking down at the woman standing on the parking lot through the glass.

The wind blew her long hair and even her coat.

He saw her looking back for a while, but it was too far away to see the expression on her face, but the figure was blown out of depression by the cold wind. The black van drove out of the villa.

…………

Move the two huge suitcases back to the famous mansion No. 10, and Chi Huan will return to the studio directly.

After she really broke up with Mo Shiqian, An Ke would naturally not follow her anymore, so she would either drive by herself or Grid pick up the trip.

It takes two hours to drive from Mingdi No.10 to the studio. She didn’t sleep much last night, so she slept in the back seat with her pillow and closed her eyes. Wake up in twenty minutes and go to sleep, which makes you more tired than having no rest.

After getting off the car on the set, a cold wind blew her, so that she was sober and sober.

The chill spread all over her body, and she sneezed suddenly.

"Sneez."

Seeing her shoulders shrinking, Grid hurriedly said with concern, "Sister Huan, don't catch a cold."

Chi Huan waved his hand, "It's okay."

Recently, the workload is too much. She hasn't rested well, and she didn't eat much nutrition. She is very weak.

After arriving on the set, Chi Huan went to put on makeup and changed clothes, and started shooting directly.

In the afternoon's play, she wore a thin two-layered coat and blew in the cold wind for another two hours. Even after Grid immediately wrapped her in a thick down jacket, she still inevitably caught a cold.

The moment she was swaying in the garden after the early morning of last night, she had caught a cold, and there were some signs of a cold, but it was not obvious. In the afternoon, she blew cold wind for two hours, and her body became weak and her illness worsened.

In the evening, Mo Xigu drove over to find her.

"How many times do you need me to say it to understand what I mean?"

"Say it once and I understand."

"Xigu, don't waste time on me."

"No matter if you dumped Mo Shiqian for whatever reason, you always dumped him, and it is irreversible. Do you plan to stay a widow for him for the rest of your life?"

Chi Huan did not speak.

Mo Xigu faintly said, "Let’s have a meal together, your complexion doesn’t look good, your assistant says you can’t eat well recently, and you can’t sleep well. Up."

She still didn't speak, because she coughed because of her itchy throat, and she couldn't stand up even after coughing.

Mo Xigu looked at her, frowning, stretched out his arm for her to support, frowned and ordered the grid next to him, "Go and buy a cup of hot tea nearby. She is so ill. Have you bought medicine for her?"

Grid scratched his head, "Sister Huan was fine when she came. Maybe she caught a cold while filming in the afternoon. I'm going to buy medicine..."

There is no shortage of sharp-eyed people in the crew. Originally, Chi Huan has become popular recently, and she is also the heroine. In addition, Mo Xiegu is the prince of Mo's.

After Mo Xigu sat down with Chi Huan, he subconsciously looked up, only to find that the handsome man with a cold aura came over with a chair.

It is Mo Shiqian.

He has unscrewed the white thermos bottle and handed it to Chi Huan, "Director Jiang said that you are sick and have a cold, so I drank it."

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