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

Aleb looked at him for a while, still took out his mobile phone, and when he was in the ink, he dialed the phone to Wen Yi, and conveyed the original words," Mr. Li Ru said, if he doesn’t buy food now and sends it back to Miss Li Qianrui, it will be like you. If you don’t want to answer her phone, do you still need him to accompany you."

"...Oh, let him play outside by himself."

After Aleb hung up the phone, he said to the man who was a little blurred by the blue smoke, "Miss Wen said, no more."

Mo Shichen smiled with a cigarette in his mouth.

"If there is nothing else, Mr. Li Ru, I will leave first."

Mo Shichen squinted at him, "Where to go to Wenyi?"

"Yes."

He took off the smoke between his lips, narrowed his eyes, and said faintly, "I'll go with you."

Aleb looked at his handsome face, which was rendered not so real by the thin smoke and smile. "Aren't you going?"

Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "I seem to just ask her if she needs it, and didn't say I won't go..." After a few seconds, he curled his lips together, "Well, Call her again and ask her, do I go find her for lunch, or buy food and go back to the ward to eat with Qian Rui?"

Aleb, "..."

…………

Aleb took Mo Shichen to the restaurant where Wen Yi was located-

Yes, it can only be called a restaurant. It is not suitable for a restaurant. It is the kind of cheap place that cannot be mentioned as a stall, but it is not expensive enough. It is not a high-end restaurant that an elegant woman like her can enter.

It is probably a favorite place for white-collar workers who are quite particular about life.

The environment is good, full of lively fireworks, and they cook very home-cooked dishes, but because of the good taste, they have a reputation in the local area and there are many customers.

Mo Shichen’s cigarettes had already been smoked, because he was going to see Li Qianrui in the hospital during the day. He was wearing the original ordinary clothes, with one hand inserted in his trouser pocket, standing out of the crowd, his eyes swept across the beauties and thin whites. In the restaurant where the heat enveloped in the mist, the figure of the woman was easily found.

In the restaurant Linjiang, she was sitting by the window, holding a tea cup at this time, looking at the opposite side, with a gentle and brilliant smile on her face——

He narrowed his eyes.

This woman-is not a person?

Mo Shichen saw her, and Aleb naturally quickly found her. When he saw a young man sitting opposite Wen Zhui, he was silent for a moment and looked sideways at the man standing aside.

Alex, "It seems that Miss Wen has something, Mr. Li Ru, if you don't mind, would you like to find another place to eat? Or, you can eat here."

In the end, before he finished speaking, Mo Shichen walked over with his long legs.

Wen Yi was indeed sitting at a table with a man, and the two were chatting. The man seemed to say something funny that made her laugh.

The man was not as handsome as Mo Shichen, but he was mature and gentle. He looked good-tempered. He had a dark knit sweater and a thin windbreaker on a quilt. He should be about thirty years old.

When he walked over, he happened to listen to the man asking, "Is Miss Wen a native of Jiangcheng?"

Wen Yi held her head with one hand, and she was wearing a skirt. She was a lady and had a temperament. She smiled and shook her head and whispered, "No, I'm here to travel."

tourism?

Mo Shichen's heart drifted over and sneered.

The man was surprised, "A person?"

Wen Yi smiled and nodded, "Yes."

The man looked at her face and smiled lowly, "How can your boyfriend be assured that you are a girl out alone?"

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes and stared at Wen Yi with low eyes——

Girl?

Does this man lack eyes or want to lie to women?

Sure enough, Wen Yi lowered his head slightly and smiled, "What kind of girl am I, and I don't have a boyfriend."

Mo Shichen, "..."

"You are such a young and beautiful girl, how can you not have a boyfriend... Is your vision too high?"

Wen Yi raised his head and was about to speak, but the corner of his eyes finally glanced at the man standing beside him, and then looked at him, facing the cool and mocking look in Shichen's eyes.

The low and rather playful voice spoke when the eyes touched, "Even though Miss Wen doesn't have a boyfriend, she has both a husband and a lover."

Mo Shichen looked at the woman’s slightly changing face, raised the corners of her lips, and continued to speak lightly, “If you have a wealth of less than 100 million, you can’t guarantee several times a night. One time is much longer than the average value of a man, so don’t take it from you Now, she doesn't have a high vision, but she has high demands in all aspects."

Wen Yi, "..."

She looked at the man who shouldn't have been here, and there was only one sentence he had said in her mind.

How could this man be so wicked.

Also... Isn't he not coming?

The man turned his head when he heard his voice, looked up and down, and then asked after a long time, "This gentleman, who are you?"

Mo Shichen glanced at him faintly, he was obviously more impoverished than others, and he put on an unbelievable smile, "Your senior."

Wen Yi, "..."

Seeing the man still looking at him, even not quite understanding, Mo Shichen shrugged slightly and looked at Wen Yi, "I want to ask Miss Wen, why a woman's heart can become so fast, we I slept in a room last night, and you forced me to take a picture of us as a screensaver. Why did it change today?"

While he was talking, he actually took out the phone from his body and deliberately engraved it in the center of the table, so that both on the table could see the lit screensaver photos.

"You even called me over for dinner with you ten minutes ago, and you broke up in an instant—is it because of this man? He is obviously uglier than me, or is it because he is richer than me?"

Wen Yi couldn't help it finally, "You have enough, shut up for me."

She wasn’t angry about the messy words the man said, but—

His voice is not high or low, his speech speed is gentle and clear, and his tone is quite calm, and he sounds inexplicably emotional... as if he is really abandoned, but he forbears and restrains his attitude.

The nearby tables have all looked at them and are talking in a low voice.

After Wen Yi finished drinking him, Mo Shichen took a deep look at her, then patted the man on the shoulder, "If you can accept being treated like this by her in the future, you will love it."

As he spoke, he slowly reached out to pick up his phone.

The man opposite Wen Yi looked at her in quite a bit of astonishment, with a complicated expression, "What he said...is it true?"

Wen Yi helped her forehead and opened her mouth to explain, but the group photo was in front of her, and she couldn't explain it at all.

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