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

The magnanimity she said, and even her natural taste, made Song Shu's eyebrows calmly change. She has never understood Chi Huan much, because she only had a few contacts and the impression was not good. It's not bad.

Few outsiders know about Mo Shiqian’s marriage with Xia Tangtang, and even Wen Yi, who is closer to him, can’t get a glimpse of her. What’s more, it’s her. He has been married and had children in recent years. He has been so peaceful that he has not made any trouble. Xia Tangtang neither appeared in the company nor appeared in public. Even with a female companion, Mo Shiqian brought someone from the secretary's room.

He suddenly asked her to issue a divorce statement in a few days. Song Shu was both surprised and not surprised. What was unexpected was that he hadn't shown any clues before. It is reasonable to say that in these years, he has never seen this couple. Affection.

Perhaps at the beginning, there was no emotional bond, and after marriage, I couldn't escape the sentence. Even if the case was raised, but the intention was difficult to settle, and the peaceful divorce was a good ending.

Song Shu didn't think about it. Mo Shiqian divorced for Chi Huan. This was his predecessor's woman. He was really in love back then. Besides, he just returned from Lancheng.

But she also saw the exact time of the divorce between Mo Shiqian and Xia Tangtang. It was a few months ago. In other words, he had gone through the divorce procedures before going to Lancheng, and before that, she was sure that he and Chi Huan There has never been any intersection.

What's more, if they are well, with the president's temperament, not to mention personally picking her up from Lancheng, at least they will arrange for someone to pick her up at the airport instead of letting her take a taxi to the company downstairs with her suitcase.

And she observed for a minute, Chi Huan had already called the president, but no one answered.

Countless thoughts rushed through my mind, but in terms of time, it was only a few seconds. Song Shu rolled his lips and asked with a smile, "Ms. Chi came over a thousand miles away, why didn't President Mo send someone? Pick you up."

To scare him.

Chi Huan shrugged gently, playing with sunglasses with his fingers, and replied casually, "Yes, so, he doesn't blame it for hurting others."

Song Shu chuckled, "I'm afraid Miss Chi didn't tell President Mo about coming to Paris."

Chi Huan raised her eyebrows, her tone of voice seemed a little surprised, "How did Miss Song know?"

Song Shu thought, of course she knew that, she couldn't see this, and she had been in the workplace for these years. After the president announced the divorce, there were many women who were eager to think about stepping forward. But Chi Huan's action was really quick and direct. Chased to Paris.

Song Shu looked at the woman who was still beautiful and even matured a lot because of her experience, and said leisurely, "Miss Chi, do you know the identity of President Mo's ex-wife?"

Chi Huan tilted his head and said with a smile, "Isn't he already divorced, what is the status of his ex-wife... Do I need to care?"

"Miss Chi doesn't seem to understand what I mean."

"Oh... what does Miss Song mean?"

Song Shu was originally a few centimeters taller than Chi Huan, and the high heels on his feet were more than ten centimeters. Although Chi Huan's boots had heels but only a few centimeters, the difference in height brought a condescending effect.

Her tone has not changed, she is still gentle and leisurely, "In the early stage, President Mo was the daughter of one of the directors of Clod and Summer. Although she has basically no job, her position in the group is very important. The young lady has done her best to take care of the family all these years, and she is a representative of a good wife."

Chi Huan's black and white eyes are faint and full, and there is no obvious change on his face. He just said lazily, "It sounds like a good match, but they are still divorced."

"Ms. Chi, what I mean... With all due respect, you don’t have Miss Xia’s family background. As a star, you probably can’t be willing to be the woman behind you like Miss Xia. Five years ago, President Mo might indeed be very Love loves you very much, but to this day, not to mention any changes in the relationship due to time, even if he thinks that with your status difference today, if he wants to develop with you for a long time, he needs to sacrifice too much. "

Chi Huan didn't speak, just lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were somewhat thoughtful.

Song Shu said, "Ms. Chi is still young now. There must be a lot of suitors. I believe there is no shortage of outstanding ones. Since I had already given up a separation at the beginning, why bother to rush to another mistake."

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Mo Shiqian returned to the office after the meeting and asked the secretary who followed in as he sorted out the documents, "Has the ticket been booked?"

"It's ready, your time to go to the airport should be just right now."

He hummed, picked up the phone that was thrown into the drawer before the meeting, frowned, and displayed three missed calls from Chi Huan and an unread text message—

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

The man's handsome face sank, and he immediately called back.

Finally, there was a quick answer, but there was no word.

He spoke heavily, suppressing the smell of gunpowder, "What did you do without answering the phone for 24 hours?"

"Oh," the voice over there was brisk and dismissive, "I'm chatting with Miss Song."

Chat with Song Shu?

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes, "Talk about one day and one night?"

The woman's voice is very innocent, "I said now."

just now?

His heart beat suddenly, and his voice tightened, "Where are you?"

"It's downstairs in your company."

The secretary on the side looked at his boss’s face changed several times, and finally got up suddenly, took the phone and left the desk and walked outside. He was stunned and asked from behind, “You go now. Airport? No need to clean up..."

He hasn't finished speaking, people have already gone far.

Mo Shiqian took the private elevator down, and his long legs took very fast steps. The staff passing by didn't think he looked like this. After being startled, he started to say hello, only to say a word or two. The man was already gone. .

He just walked up the stairs and saw the woman in the bright red dress below. Her long hair seemed to shine in the bright sunshine, and she was lifted by the breeze. The 28-inch suitcase stood on her slender. Leg side.

Mo Shiqian only saw her because of telepathy, or there was a sense of sight in his sight. Chi Huan also raised his head and looked at him almost at the same time, then pursed his red lips and raised his hand holding the sunglasses, He raised.

Chi Huan watched him come down, then tilted his head and glanced at Song Shu, smiling lightly, "It seems that you, President Mo is in the company, what did Miss Song just say not."

Song Shu followed her gaze the moment she raised her head, her face changed.

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