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

To be precise, he had already climbed the window and almost jumped down.

But before jumping, he turned his head tremblingly, and said in a voice that didn't know whether it was old or trembling because of fear, "Miss Wen, my daughter owes you, I'm willing to pay for it with my life...I just hope , Can you forgive her..."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned forward.

There was a heart-piercing cry from the ward, "Dad..."

Wen Yi's brain went blank, and he couldn't tell what it felt like in an instant, maybe all the senses had faded.

Father Li's step forward, the foot is the last to leave the window sill.

From the back, one hand only had time to grasp the collar of the clothes that had fallen.

This scene in movies and TV seems to be very relaxed, but it is quite difficult to raise the weight of an adult man in this posture with one hand, and even ordinary people simply cannot bear it. If Aleb is not professionally trained, the reaction is very similar. Arm strength is very comparable to that of others, and he may have fallen into mud by now.

But even so, he was still struggling, and the cold sweat on his forehead quickly spilled out.

"Let go! Let me die!"

Aleb was already pulling very hard. As soon as Li's father struggled, his body swayed in mid-air, the difficulty was suddenly increased, and the collar almost got out of Aleb's hand.

At the moment he was about to fall, his other hand grabbed his arm to avoid falling directly after slipping from Aleb's hand.

The two of them easily pulled people up.

After Father Li was pulled up, his legs were so soft that he couldn't stand up, and no one could hold him, so he was paralyzed and sat on the ground without an image, panting, his face looked like earthy dullness.

Li Qianrui's tears were like broken beads, falling continuously, opening the quilt and getting out of bed, crying silently, "Dad, what are you doing? If you jump like this, how can I live?"

She was about to get out of bed, and Mo Shichen, who looked at him coldly, roared, "Li Qianrui, you dare to get out of bed and try."

Li Qianrui moved for a while, but after all he retracted the action under his extremely cold and extremely shocking eyes, but the tears surged even more.

Aleb had retreated behind Wen Yi.

At this moment, the doctor who had been called because Li Qianrui fell out of bed knocked on the door and came in.

When I saw the battle in the ward, I was surprised at first, and then looked at each other, wondering what happened.

Mo Shichen stood up straight, closed the window and locked it, then turned around and said to the doctor coldly and calmly, "The patient fell off the bed just now, and the wound should be open. Nurse, please take Li. The old gentleman went to check his body."

After he finished speaking, he helped Li's father who was paralyzed on the ground up.

One of the nurses walked over, and the doctor and the other nurse walked to the bedside.

Mo Shichen raised his cold eyes and looked straight at Wen Yi. The outline of the line exuded an aura of indifference. He stepped on his long legs and walked directly towards her, clasping her wrist precisely with his hand, and then he wanted to pull her directly. go.

Wen Yi's lips chuckled a little, cold and cold, and his backhand was thrown away.

Mo Shichen did not expect that she would shake it, and she took his hand back.

When he was about to reach out to her again, he looked at the sneer under her eyes, "If you do it again, I will be called the bodyguard... My bodyguard is not only Aleb, but there is another outside the door."

He snatched the gun from Aleb last time, and maybe no one can take advantage of it.

He squinted his eyes, still withdrew his hand, and dropped to his side.

The handsome face of the man is also very calm, the kind of calm that settles to the extreme, "Miss Wen, I just want to talk to you alone."

She smiled slightly, "I don't want to."

After a moment of silence, he said lightly, "Then, be it I beg you, let's talk."

request?

She really didn't really see what she meant to ask.

Wen Yi didn't even look at him, and walked a few steps forward on high heels, missing the man's figure, condescendingly looking at Father Li, who was held by the nurse but still couldn't walk because of his soft legs.

She puts her hands around her chest, and the coldness in her eyes seems to cause crushed ice, "Isn't she going to die," she said with a light smile on the nurse, and said flatly, "Go out."

The nurse looked at her blankly, "Huh?"

"I said let you go out. I bought the hospital. Your dean doesn't need me to repeat it a second time to listen to me. Do you need a nurse?"

The nurse immediately retracted her hand and walked out of the ward door embarrassedly and timidly.

Wen Yi walked to the window and opened the locked and closed window by Mo Shichen again, and the salty sea breeze blew in a little.

Her lipsticks are all very gentle colors. At this time, her smile is even more gentle, and her voice is also slowly. "I hate being threatened. I was just the one who grabbed you. I'm really sorry. In this way, I opened the window for you. If you really want to die, you can jump again. I promise that no one will stop you this time—"

She looked at Li’s father’s changed face, smiled deeper, raised her hand to stroke her short hair tossed by the wind, "I also promise, your front foot died, your daughter was thrown out of the hospital on the back foot, and the entire Jiangcheng No one would dare to accept her."

Mo Shichen's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he raised his foot to walk towards her, "Wen Yi, you are enough."

But he couldn't get to Wen Ye's, because Aleb stopped him.

Wen Yi leaned back on the window sill, the wind blew her hair, she stared at the wrinkled face, "Your life? How much is your life worth? Can I get half the benefits when you die, too? I am ashamed to take your life to pay me?"

Li Qianrui looked at her father's rickety body and the way the woman lowered her head and trembling shoulders while being ridiculed by the cold words of the woman. Excited him?"

Wen Yi's indifferent eyes shot like arrows, "Your dad is old, and you now know that your dad is old? When you were going to die and want a man, why didn't you think your dad was old? Don't **** come here. Disgusting me."

"Wen Yi!"

She turned her head and squinted at the man who was about to fight Aleb anytime.

Since they met again, he called her Miss Wen, who has already called her twice in a row today.

She laughed softly, "Mr. Li, this Miss Li’s father did not hesitate to commit suicide in order to get money from me. Although it is a bit disgusting, he is also eager to show his daughter. Do you want to perform something? Your beloved girl, eh?"

After Wen Yi finished speaking, he raised his hands to the sluggish doctors and nurses, "You all go out, anyway, after you have treated this meal, Miss Li will not be able to stay in the hospital tomorrow. There is no need to waste resources."

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