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

Chapter 589: The lock screen of his phone is still the kind of group photo

Mo Shichen was still staring at her tightly, but the pupils that shrank suddenly became looser, but the sight on her face did not move for half a minute, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line, so straight and mercilessly cold. "She was abducted directly from the hospital ward, in broad daylight, in front of Uncle Li and the nurse...Wen Yi, you said to yourself, besides you, who else can be."

oh, I see……

Wen Yi squinted his eyes, pretending to be thinking, then shrugged slightly without hesitating for a few seconds, and said lightly, "That's probably your brother. I said it earlier. He has limited patience. You don't listen to me. of."

"What is he anxious?"

Compared with a man’s gloomy tone, Wen Yi’s light and casual tone is almost irrelevant. "He has been separated from his beloved girl for five years, and now he is in a foreign country because of the relationship between the two parties’ work. Is it weird?"

The man stared at her condescendingly, and she could clearly see his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

After the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Wen Yi walked forward.

However, he clasped her wrist at the moment when she was intersecting with the man's figure, and she raised her head with her brows, just to meet the man's eyes.

"Don't you know?"

"I don't know."

His hand did not let go, his eyes still fell on her face.

Wen Yi smiled, tilted his head and said, "Even if I know, so what?"

After she finished speaking, she vigorously pulled her wrist out of the man's hand, ready to follow what she had thought in the bathroom-to get the clothes she was going to wear today.

Only when I walked to the cabinet, I heard the footsteps behind me approaching me again.

Her hand fell on the door handle of the cabinet, her knuckles tightened, and she suddenly turned around. Without giving the man time to react, she whispered coldly to the man who was taller than herself, "You still What do you want to do? Do you bother you? If your woman is kidnapped, go find the person who has tied her up. Why do you always come to me and hang around? If I said not to do my thing, you can't hear or understand, or you are counting on me Can you save her for you? Dreaming of you."

Mo Shichen brows brows, gritted his teeth and gritted her name, "Wen, Yi."

"Get out quickly, be careful to collect the corpse when you are late."

They weren’t too close, but she could still hear the man’s clear and rapid breathing, and her eyes seemed to be able to ignite a cluster of faint blue flames that directly burned her skin. She was burned.

She thought the man was going to do anything to her or question anything, but after waiting for nearly half a minute, he didn't do anything. Wen Yi got impatient, pushed him back, then opened the cabinet and took it from the inside. A piece of clothing came out.

She was holding the clothes in her hand, her face was very cool, covered with irony, and she said lukewarm, "Stand still, want to watch me change clothes?"

He frowned heavily, expressionless and motionless.

There was a sneer between Wen Yi's lips, and he raised his hand unscrupulously to take off his pajamas.

The man’s pupils widened a bit, and turned around when the layer of fabric was really about to leave her body, walked towards the door with long legs, and even brought the door with his hands——

The fall was loud.

…………

Mo Shichen left the apartment straight, with a dark hostility lingering around him.

He has been with this woman for almost a month or two. He has a bit of a clear idea of ​​her temperament. She is arrogant in front of him. She doesn't even bother to conceal what she has done, and can even tell arrogantly. he--

She did it, or she wanted to do it.

He returned to Li Qianrui's ward, and there was no one in it. After Li Qianrui was taken away, Li's father suffered from a fall and was stimulated. Now he is placed in that ward to recuperate.

Sitting in a chair, he was very upset, and subconsciously took out the cigarette and lighter from his body, skillfully lit it, and took several puffs. The smoke filled the man’s handsome face, and the waves rose and fell. It seems quiet.

Cigarette is a magical thing, it can burn a man's boredom and calm people down.

Halfway through the smoking, he stared at the flickering cigarette butt, half-closed his eyes to soothe his breath, exhaled a smoke ring skillfully, picked up the phone in his hand, clicked the button, and the screen lit up.

The lock screen suddenly entered his vision.

The lock screen of his phone was still a group photo that Wen Yi had forcibly set. He lowered his head and leaned forward to kiss her face, and she smiled towards the camera.

Mo Shichen stared at the smiling face for a few seconds, his eyes deep and he couldn't see the content.

The lock screen was replaced by the caller ID before it went dark.

Calls without caller ID.

He squinted his eyes, resolutely and quickly tapped to answer, then picked up the phone and held it to his ear.

On the other end of the phone, the adult man’s low and indifferent voice sounded like irony and non-sarcasm, "Li Ru, right? Your name is really not good enough."

Even if he guessed that it would be him, but when he heard this sound with his own ears, Mo Shichen still squeezed out the cigarette in his hand directly in the ashtray, his expression gloomy, "Mo Shiqian..."

Waiting for him to finish a sentence, the voice interrupted him unhurriedly, "Li Qianrui, I will be transported away. You don’t have to work in vain. You can’t find it until you become president of Clod-Summer. she was."

When he really faced the "kidnapping criminal," Mo Shichen had lost all his irritability, and he was left with extreme calmness. He sneered, "It seems that what you want is not that simple."

"Being the president of Clod-Summer means that you have to completely abandon Li Ru's identity, return to the position of the eldest son of the Lorenz family, and admit that Wen Yi is your wife... In order to show your sincerity, wait for Wen Yihuai. For your child, I let Li Qianrui go."

Let Wen Yi... be pregnant with his child?

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes, and the woman's face when he left appeared in his mind.

Sometimes he could not accurately perceive what kind of feelings and emotions Wen Yi had for his lost memory of her husband. When she said love, she never had any similar expressions, saying hate...except for occasional arrogant badness. Her temper, she has never expressed any resentment or hatred.

It's as if they had been a husband and wife, but they were just as respectful as ice.

For her, he is not so much a husband as a task.

If it weren't for the day she said in the seafood restaurant that she didn't know why she loved him... he couldn't even perceive from this woman that she had loved him.

He stood up and looked out at the distant sea. His voice was extremely weak and inexplicably playful, "I heard that she had a good personal relationship with you, so you are not afraid of her being pregnant with my child and then being taken away by me, or When I go back and divorce her directly, no matter what she is or what children?"

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