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

Wen Yi pulled his lips, put his hand on the door frame, did not open the door to let him in, and looked into his eyes, "I may have been too good to you some time ago, so I caused you some misunderstanding, Mo Shichen Now that you are back, when your identity information returns to normal, let's go through the divorce procedures."

Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows all the time, and he didn't show any unexpected expressions after hearing her. He said, "You want to divorce me because you wanted to divorce me, or because you found I am amnesia after I have another woman?"

"This……"

"Frankly speaking, Wen Yi."

He interrupted her and looked into her eyes again.

Wen Yi looked at him for a while and said peacefully, "Five years is enough to forget a person, Mo Shichen, especially a person who has died, will gradually forget even if he occasionally thinks about it."

"If there is no Qianrui."

If there is no Li Qianrui?

Wen Yi squinted his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and quickly replied, "Similarly, there would be Li Wanrui without Li Qianrui. I would not love you long ago, and you would never fall in love with me. Between us, there is no Any need for entanglement."

He lifted his lips. "Really."

"You can call me when you go through the formalities. For other things, we don't have any personal matters that need to be converged."

After she finished speaking, she was about to close the door.

"Yi'er, did your brother and sister-in-law come here..." Mother Wen's voice came from far and near, and stopped abruptly before she finished, "Shi... Shichen?"

Before Wen Yi looked back, she saw that the man in front of her had bowed his head towards the mother Wen in the house, and said hello in a gentle voice, "Mom."

Wen Yi, "..."

He is really familiar. He didn't call his mother when he didn't recover his memory before, because Western culture basically calls him by name.

Wen Zhang's face was not so good, he raised his hand to close the door, but before closing it, he listened behind him, "Yi'er, what are you doing? Why are you not letting people come in after Shi Chen has come?"

Wen Yi said perfunctorily, "He is in a hurry to leave."

At the end, he slammed the man out of the door and made a fierce expression. The meaning was obvious, so he should get out of here.

Mo Shichen lifted the corners of his lips and smiled lightly, "Didn't I tell you, did you come here for dinner?"

When Mother Wen heard this, she hurried over, pulled Wen's tears away from the door, and said with a straight face, "How come your child gets older and more willful, even ordinary guests can't help but let people come in. Besides, Shichen is here specifically to find you..."

Mo Shichen glanced at Wen Yi who was so speechless, his lips smiled deeper, and he said in a timely manner, "Don't talk about her. I did something wrong to make her angry, so she didn't want to see me. ..."

As soon as Mother Wen heard this, she turned to look at Mo Shichen, her tone slowed down a lot, "Shichen hasn't eaten dinner yet, so, I'm making dinner for Barley, and I can eat it after another twenty minutes. Well, if you don’t mind, come in and eat with us."

Wen Yi, "Mommy..."

Mother Wen glared at her.

Mo Shichen bowed his head and said in a rather helpless low voice, "Since Wen Yi is unhappy, in order to avoid her unhappy eating later, I will wait for her to die before looking for her..."

Wen Yi, "..."

She said that even if the man had lost his memory, there was no change in his bones, and he didn't degrade at all in his superficial skills. It was simply instinct.

Previously, in the two or three years after their marriage, it was because this man had done a lot of superficial work in front of his elders, he was very polite, and he never made the score because the wealth of their Wen family was far inferior to that of the Lawrence family. He was completely humble and polite. Good son-in-law style.

And she herself... She is a temperament who is used to reporting good news but not worrying. No matter how bad the relationship is, she never tells her parents that her husband is not. Over time, Wen's mother has always been very impressed with Mo Shichen. Yes, I only vaguely know that their husband and wife have occasional disagreements, but it is not serious.

To make matters worse, although she has been in contact with a lot of men in recent years, she has not been able to settle down. Although she herself feels that she has not met her favorite, her mother can not help but feel that she is obsessed with the "dead husband".

The conscience of heaven and earth, she really never thought of it.

Mother Wen pulled Wen Yi over, let out the door, and waved to the man outside, "Come in, what's the point of eating out alone..."

Mo Shichen didn't enter the door right away, but looked at Wen Yi with a slight smile on his lips.

Mother Wen gently pushed Wen Yi's shoulder, and was about to speak, when she suddenly smelled something, she stamped her foot and exclaimed, "Oh, my soup is about to boil..."

After talking about them, they both rushed back to the kitchen hurriedly.

Mo Shichen looked at Wen Yi, laughed softly, and then pushed the door directly in.

Wen Yi, "..."

She looked down at the man she was looking for in the shoe cabinet to change her shoes, adjusted her breath, frowned and said coldly, "Mo Shichen, what do you want to do?"

The man who changed his shoes stood up straight again, looked down at her face that was so clean because she was in his own home, and smiled faintly, "Can't you really see it?"

Oh, she really saw it a little bit.

She squinted her eyes, pulled her lips and smiled, "Could it be you, planning to leave your fiancée and live with me?"

"I remember you said that when I died, you had no feelings for me... you even wanted to divorce me?"

Wen Yi said clearly, "Yes."

He looked into her eyes, "So, why did you get pregnant at that time?"

pregnancy……

Thinking of the child who had dropped off by accident, Wen Yi still turned his face away, closed his eyes before looking at him again, and said flatly, "It's just an accident."

Mo Shichen stretched out his slender fingers and raised her chin, and said lowly, "Isn't it... what did I move?"

Wen Yi's expression changed, and he opened his eyes and looked at the man's face in front of him.

He...remembered?

But in the next second, he withdrew his hand and smiled faintly like self-deprecating, "It seems that he is right."

Wen Yue clenched his hand on his side unconsciously, and said amusedly, "So what? It happened five years ago, and the child is gone."

The man looked down at the finger that he had just rubbed her chin, his voice was calm and indifferent, and there was a slight smile, "Some things I don't know, I can treat them as not belonging to me, but I know... I have to consider him When I think of the past, will I regret it? Since you are the woman I wanted to keep by unscrupulous measures, I can’t let myself lose you when I am amnesia. I didn’t promise to divorce at the beginning. Now, I will not leave. ."

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