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

The whole ward was silent. The doctor and the nurse looked at each other more severely, neither dared to move, nor even to speak, even to breathe without consciously enduring it, for fear of making something undesirable.

Wen Yi turned around, her high heels fell on the ground and made clear footsteps, she said lazily, "Aleb, let's go."

Step by step, he walked out the door without looking at anyone.

The footsteps behind her came hurriedly, and they reached her side quickly in three or two steps, but it was not Aleb.

The hand clasped her wrist again, tightly, her voice pulled very tightly, and deep down to the extreme, "Miss Wen."

She lowered her head and glanced at her clasped wrist, then raised her head and smiled at him with her face up, a gentle but non-smiling smile, "Huh?"

Mo Shichen looked down at her face.

A face with elegant temperament, not stunning, but three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends, like saying that there is something on her face that can attract the first eye, that is undoubtedly the eyes.

Her eyes are too expressive, even as if they can speak.

Cool, contemptuous, indifferent, provocative.

He unconsciously loosened the force of her wrist, and said faintly, "You come here in person, it shouldn't be without purpose, right?"

She raised her eyes, "What purpose does boredom need?"

Mo Shichen stared at her silently.

She laughed wantonly in his sight, and said casually, "Your brother forced me to take you back, forbidden me to go back to Paris. I have nothing else here. Come and step on the disgusting woman. It’s a pleasure to see their father and daughter selling badly...I am used to dealing with people with status and status, and I really forgot that there are such people in the world."

The man said nothing.

Wen Yi's words were understatement, even mixed with smiles, but the words were filled with contempt and contempt.

Li Qianrui couldn't help it anymore, her wound was indeed pulled open, the pain was terrible, and her face was completely bloodless, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Wen, it doesn't matter if you hate me insulting me, but I ask you not to say My dad, he's getting older..."

Wen Yi squinted over, and laughed in a tepid voice, "Just because you raised your daughter who is catching up to be a junior, so your father can only nod and bow at someone else's age to perform jumping off the building. Trample, feel ashamed, don’t you? Should you feel ashamed, the window is open, do you want to jump down? Come to commit suicide in shame?"

Li Qianrui blushed, her tears already filled her eyes, but she bit her lip to endure, and didn't let them fall.

The strength on Wen Yi's wrist was a little heavier.

Mo Shichen lowered his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly, "Miss Wen, you speak sharp like a knife, can you say a few words?"

Wen Yi looked back to his face, "Then don't hold my hand and let me go."

He still didn't let go of his hand.

"Since you don't want to talk to me alone, let's talk like that."

She sneered softly.

The man’s voice was calm and calm, calm and indifferent, only one pair of eyes stared at her tightly, "I know I might not be able to wake up today without your support, or even survive. You saved me and counted mine. The benefactor is not bad, but it is an indisputable fact that Qian Rui saved me. I died without her, and it is because of me that I lie here now."

Wen Yi said, "What do you want to talk about, do you want to borrow money from me?"

He raised the corner of his lips, "You even sealed me off the road of loan sharking, don't you want me to borrow money from you?"

Wen Yi, "..."

usury?

Blocked?

She didn't seem to have done any of these things before, or she didn't think so deeply. Besides, she stayed in Jiangcheng just to perfuse Mo Shiqian and didn't care about his affairs.

Ah, their president is really foresight, he thought of everything Mo Shichen wanted.

"Go back to Paris, take back your identity and take back your past. Your brother will be waiting for you to take his seat. As long as you go back, you will have money soon. Don’t even mention Miss Li’s hospitalization fees. It is very easy to build a castle to support her, why would you rather be a waiter looking for loan sharks and bow your head to my nominal wife that you don’t like?"

Why doesn't he?

You can also divorce him when you go back. It should be said that he can divorce him only when he goes back. His current ID card is Li Ru and he can't go through the formalities at all, let alone other things.

He looked at her quietly, and said quietly, "Conditions, are you there?"

"Borrowing money to treat Miss Li's condition?"

"Ok."

"Can you still afford it?"

The man said almost without thinking, "Of course."

Wen Yi looked at him for a while, "The money I spent on you back then, plus the money I have to treat her now, if you are just Li Ru, these money is a huge sum, are you sure-you can still afford it?"

"Even with interest, if Miss Wen you need to raise interest, I will accept it."

Really conceited.

That is tens of millions.

It's nothing to Mo Shichen, but Li Ru doesn't have any academic qualifications, and he might make a lifetime for ordinary people.

But think about it, he seems to have conceited capital, and Mo Shichen, who can't make money without a degree, is not Mo Shichen.

Wen Yi took a sigh of relief, raised his hand to comb her hair, and smiled unintentionally, from the corner of her eyes, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Li Qianrui, who looked at the man eagerly and obsessively, and an evil thought suddenly came out of her mind. in.

She licked her lips and smiled at the corners of her lips, "I want to raise interest and do what I do. I didn't make money by loan sharks."

"You said, you can accept the terms."

The corners of her lips were gently curled up, she raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, and smiled lazily, "Well, let me lend you money. You can sleep with me while Miss Li is in hospital. Right."

The air suddenly quieted down.

No one spoke for a while, but Li Qianrui was the first to react, and immediately said, "No!" She grabbed the quilt and said hastily, "No, Li Ru, you can't promise her... You can't promise, I You don’t need to be hospitalized, we won’t be treated if we don’t have money, it’s okay..."

Wen Yi tilted his head and touched his ears, with a slight smile on his face.

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes and looked down at her, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "What kind of company do you mean by sleeping with me? I remember you already rejected me."

Li Qianrui's eyes suddenly widened, staring blankly at the handsome profile of the man.

What does it mean to refuse?

And... is this woman rejecting Li Ru?

"How do you accompany the Cowboy in a nightclub? How do you accompany you?" The smile on her face was like a gentle flower, but the petals were full of thorns, "The last time I rejected you Just now I said I wouldn’t give you money, why didn’t you listen?"

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