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

Ning Youran pretended to be surprised, "Will Huanhuan answer your call? But she only talked to me five minutes ago," she said in a clear tone, "You must have annoyed her again. ."

Mo Shiqian took a deep breath and said coldly, "Are you sure she was chatting with you? The phone I called her five minutes ago was turned off."

Busy is different from shutting down.

Ning Youran, "..."

"Oh, that might be earlier."

"..."

He held back his temper and whispered, "Then trouble Miss Ning, help me call her."

Ning Youran sighed and said innocently, "She must be bothering you to keep calling her so she turned it off, and I can't get through if it turns off."

Mo Shiqian was silent for a few seconds, his voice was extremely low, "What else did she tell you?"

"What else...Ah, it seems that Mo Xigu made a dinner with Huanhuan yesterday."

Moshigu?

What did the man who was out a few hundred years ago come out for?

"She went?"

Ning Youran said in a relaxed tone, "Go."

Mo Shiqian's breathing sank again and again, and he raised his hand and hung up the phone.

Moshigu?

After about a minute, his breathing gradually returned to normal. It was just a Mosi. From the time he chose to spend the night with Su Yabing in the pre-wedding period, there was no chance of a comeback. Even if Chi Huan seemed to be close to him later, It was just because Lawrence forced her to break up with him, and happened to borrow an item that was delivered to her door.

He hasn't had a chance in the past five years, let alone now.

Of course, he could probably guess what Moxigu was looking for.

Picking up the mobile phone, he dialed a number again. It was his man who stayed in Lancheng, "Go and find Chi Huan for me. Whether she is playing at her home or outside, think of a way to get her to answer the phone."

"Good President Mo."

Mo Shiqian hummed, then hung up the phone.

It just so happened that the secretary pushed in and reminded him of the meeting ten minutes later, "President, the information is ready."

He tapped his fingers on the desk top, half-closed his eyes, and asked lightly, "How long will this meeting last?"

The secretary was puzzled by the question he asked. How long shouldn't it be clear to the president himself... But at a loss, he answered with discretion, "It usually takes about two hours."

"You give me a chance to go to Lancheng."

"When?"

He opened his eyes, "Go to the airport after the meeting."

The secretary was stunned, "Today?"

"Ok."

"But the president...there is a signing ceremony in the afternoon and you need to be present in person."

"Push it."

When he said that, the secretary naturally didn't dare to say more, he just replied respectfully.

After the secretary went out, Mo Shiqian's thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his eyes looked out the French window.

She hasn't answered his phone for more than 24 hours. During this period of time, although she would occasionally break his video and hang up his phone, sometimes she would not answer it directly, but he would call again after an hour. received.

No matter what the reason is... he has decided to go back and see for himself.

…………

When Mo Shiqian entered the conference room for a meeting, Chi Huan's plane almost landed.

After the plane landed and taxied, opened the cabin, got off the plane, and picked up the luggage, it took a while to find the place to take the taxi. Chi Huan directly showed the phone screen and pointed out the address Xia Tangtang gave her to the driver and made a rough sign language. Exchange and ask the driver to take her to Mo Shiqian's company downstairs.

After driving for an hour and a half, Chi Huan paid to get off.

Of course, she also saw several missed calls from the man on the phone, including a text message You Ran sent to her, telling her that Mo Shiqian had called her.

When Song Shu came out of the office building, she saw Chi Huan, who was standing under the stairs with a suitcase in one hand, and Chi Huan in the other hand dialing Mo Shiqian with her mobile phone. Her eyes widened. Looked at that petite figure incredible.

Just as Chi Huan easily recognized her voice, she also recognized the woman standing there as Chi Huan at a glance, even though she had a pair of sunglasses on her face that could cover half of her face.

She wore very simple, a thin red windbreaker, dark long hair sprinkled around the waist, thin legs stretched by brown boots, the visual effect, the items are very simple, but still appear on her Fashion and big name.

When Chi Huan dialed Mo for the third time, but Qian’s phone was still unanswered, she was already a little annoyed, thinking that this man was not so stingy that she did not answer his phone, and he would not answer her phone to avenge her. ?

Her original plan was to let him come down to pick her up, and then arrange a nearby hotel for her, and then accompany her to have a meal with her, and did not want to go directly to his company to find him through the front desk.

She finally sent a text message to the man unhappy.

[I will ignore you if you don't call back. 】

After sending it, I waited and watched the screen for another minute. It was still quiet, without any reply, and no call.

hate.

She looked at the clear sky, and then patrolled the surroundings of the office building. It was a bit hot and silly to stand just like that. After thinking about it, she decided to push the suitcase to the nearby coffee Sit in the hall for a while.

As soon as she turned around, someone stopped her behind her.

"Miss Chi."

Hearing this sound, she paused, turned her head, and saw Song Shu walking towards her with a smile on her face.

When Chi Huan first met Wen Yi five years ago, it was probably clear that Lawrence particularly liked their daughter-in-laws of this type. They were both gentle and smart and capable. Only five years later, Wen Yi’s shrewd iron and blood became more and more sharp. Clearly, Song Shu was even more gentle.

This is probably the difference between men and no men.

She took off her sunglasses and smiled at Song Shu, "It turned out to be Miss Song."

Song Shu had already reached her.

Her gaze quickly looked at Chi Huan in a calm manner, then curled her lips and smiled, "Long time no see, Miss Chi is getting more and more beautiful."

Chi Huan raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly on his face, "It's a coincidence, I didn't expect to encounter it here."

"It's not a coincidence. I work here. I go in and out several times a day. It's just you, Miss Chi..." Song Shu stretched his tone and looked down at the suitcase standing beside Chi Huan's feet, squeezing Asked with a smile, "Are you here specifically for the president?"

Chi Huan nodded, "Yes."

Song Shu still had a smile on his face, but his tone was mixed with some unobvious, but could not be ignored, and said in a low voice, "It seems that Ms. Chi has a long love for our president. The president only announced the divorce a few days ago. Miss Chi is now looking for the door with her luggage."

This seems to be... a very unfriendly subtext.

Chi Huan raised his eyebrows, a delicate face with an extraordinarily wanton smile, and nodded seriously, "That's inevitable, like President Mo, who can't be compared with a wealth of diamonds like Mr. Mo. , I don’t know how many women want to get up when they get divorced. I don’t hurry up, it’s not because other women got on the ground first."

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