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

Chi Huan glanced at Demi, whose expression was obviously unwilling. He passed her and walked directly to Mo Shiqian. He lowered his head and looked at his outstretched hand, a little hesitant--

Have they already had a showdown with their elders?

She slowly raised her hand to put her hand up.

With a "pop", abrupt and sharp, Chi Huan almost subconsciously took his hand back.

But before she retreated a point, the man had already held her hand.

Old Xia had already stood up from the sofa. The sound just now was when he slammed the teacup to the ground. He was a man who had always been in a high position. Although he was not as angry and mighty as Lawrence, his body was imposing. If it is an ordinary girl, most of it will be too scared to speak.

It's just that Chi Huan's hand was held by the man, and there was no big shock.

Old Xia pointed one hand at Mo Shiqian, his whole body was full of awe-inspiring anger, and he roared in full anger, "Simon, don't think you are the president of Clod-Summer, so you can not put our Xia family in this way. In your eyes, don't forget that everything you have now is your brother's. I tell you, immediately take care of this woman for me!"

When the words fell, he snorted coldly, "I heard that Mo Shichen was dead and resurrected. With Wen Yi's position and the weight of the Wen family on the board of directors, you'd better pick it up clearly."

"We are already divorced."

A very calm sentence, especially incompatible with the atmosphere full of gunpowder smoke.

Chi Huan was taken aback, tilted his head to look at Xia Tangtang who was making noise.

She sat alone on a sofa, tired, shady, and quiet, her eyes dark, like a dead lake.

Mo Shiqian played with Chi Huan's fingers and lowered his eyelids, his eyebrows were indifferent, without any unexpected reaction. Obviously, he had already guessed this situation.

Demi's mouth grew up in surprise, as if she couldn't believe it.

The one who was most shocked was Elder Xia, his eyes were staring to the extreme, and his voice became dumb in the end, "What did you say?"

Xia Tangtang raised her head and repeated it calmly, her voice soft and low, "I and Simon have already divorced."

Old Xia stared at her, and suddenly strode over.

With a "pop", a loud slap slapped over.

It was really a slap with all the strength, so that Chi Huan's heart jumped as he watched, such a fan method, such a monstrous anger, it was not like a father slapped his daughter.

Even an irresponsible father like Chi An, even when Chi Huan was the most rebellious in her youth and adolescence, never beat her like this.

"Naughty!"

Xia Tangtang's face was slapped to the side, and soon became red and swollen.

But even so, there were no obvious mood swings on her face, no resentment or grievances, not even blinking her eyes.

She raised her hand and touched the half of her face that had been slapped. A smile appeared on her lips, and her voice remained cool. "In these years, I have neither contributed to the company like Wen Yi, nor have I made any contribution to the Lawrence family. , So, the child belongs to me, and I don’t want a share of the property..."

Xia Tangtang laughed softly, raised his eyes to look at his furious father, and there was a vengeful coolness and pleasure in his eyes, "Whether it is money, real estate, car properties, or Clod-Summer shares, I have no Half a point."

Old Xia's anger soared to another level, his breathing was so rapid that he was out of rhythm, and another slap to be slapped down.

Xia Tangtang opened her eyes and watched, her eyes were deserted and deserted, and she watched the slap fall again without moving.

But in the end, the slap still failed to fall.

Because Mo Shiqian had already flashed over and cut off Old Xia's hand.

He said faintly, "Enough, Xia Dong, you are so angry, Tangtang, as an adult who is already 27 years old, has the right to decide his marriage, not to mention that his daughter did not teach it that way."

Xia Dong's emotions were furious, and he was about to shake Mo Shiqian's hand away, but when he was old, how could his strength be the opponent of a 30-year-old adult man.

After exerting several strengths, he wanted to withdraw his hand angrily. As a result, Mo Shiqian staggered two steps back and almost fell over when Mo Shiqian withdrew.

After standing firm, he pointed his finger at the tall and handsome man with a head raised in front of him, "My daughter has been married to you for five years, and spent five years of youth on you, and gave you a child. You are outside. Even if you raise a woman and force her to get a divorce, if you don’t even pay a penny to give her a pure family background, what kind of man are you?"

Xia Tangtang finally got up from the sofa, and a smile appeared on her lips, "Dad, what are you doing so angry? The benefits that Xia's family has gained from Clod-Summer these years are enough to support Xia Tangtang. No, it’s no less than if I married Jin Sishen. I never took a penny from my family after I got married, and the same goes for the rest of the year. Dad raised my daughter and still didn’t lose money, did he?"

Old Xia was so angry that he still didn't follow him. "You chose this man yourself. I knew today. Why didn't you obediently listen to me and marry Si Shen?"

"Since this marriage was chosen by myself, I can naturally end it by myself today. Originally, I took care of the relationship between the Lawrence family and the Xia family. We didn't make an appointment to announce this when it was necessary--"

She smiled slightly, her tone of voice always calm, "But now that Simon has Miss Chi, it’s not easy to teach others to bear the charge of Mistress. Besides, the little mango is gone now. For me, there is nothing in this world. Things are more important than my daughter."

After she said that, she walked straight between the two and came to Chi Huan, who was always silent.

Her voice was flat and watery, but one half of her face was swollen and red, and the other half was pale. The combination was very embarrassing, "Miss Chi, I know you have Jin Sihan's phone number... Feng Xing said he still needs a place to stay. Time, can you try to contact him for me?"

At the end of the talk, the fragility behind her calmness showed the slightest clues.

Chi Huan looked at her eyes, her eyes met for a few seconds.

She opened her mouth, and said after a while, "I called him today... I heard the voice of Little Mango, but after calling again, he refused to answer."

"What else did he say?"

Chi Huan thought for a while, "He said...tell him the results of the investigation into the kidnapping of Little Mango."

Quiet, Xia Tangtang said, "Then please call another one."

Chi Huan looked at her, then at Mo Shiqian who was not far away, nodded, and looked down at the phone from his bag.

Demi walked over a few steps, "Cousin, how can you trust her..."

Xia Tangtang tilted her head, her gentle face was indifferent, and her eyes seemed to be frozen, "Shut up."

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