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

Who didn't change for him, she just thought it was unnecessary.

But it was really uncomfortable, so she didn't say anything, got up and said, "You eat first, I'll be back later."

Mo Shichen looked at her leaving back with a smile, and as soon as he retracted his gaze, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wen Zhui's phone next to the dining table. The screen lit up and pushed out an unremarked text message.

His preparation for the soup was stopped, because he had saved that number before, and he was familiar with it.

The man's handsome face turned gloomy, and he turned his head to the side of the servant and said, "Bring your wife's mobile phone."

The servant was stunned, but did not dare to object, so he did.

The SMS notification on the lock screen can only see the sender's number, without displaying the content. Wen Yi's mobile phone was also changed to a fingerprint unlock by her after he privately deleted Shen Yu's number last night.

He couldn't open this text message now, and he couldn't see it anymore.

However, the text message Muse sent to Wen Yi privately, he couldn't see it and he could probably guess what it was.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, with a cold dim light under his eyes, and said coldly, "Go and get my phone."

"Good prince."

Fifty seconds later, Mo Shichen was holding his black phone, looking forward, his voice was extremely indifferent, "Muse, what I say, you treat it as the wind in your ears, right? My forefoot makes you disappear in my life before her eyes, you Contact her privately on the back foot. Do you think I won't do anything to you, or deliberately provoke me?"

Muse probably didn't expect Mo Shichen to know the news so soon and immediately called to question her.

She was a little bit sad at once, but more of resentment and unwillingness, and lightly ridiculed, "She told you so soon? You really deserve to be a capable and agile Vice President Wen. I don’t admire the efficiency of doing things. Will not work."

Mo Shichen said faintly, "You can't make the lame sarcasm in front of me. I like a woman I like, whatever she does, a woman I don't like, anything - everything can be wrong."

Muse was choked on the other end and could not speak for a while.

The man was calm and indifferent, "What did you send her?"

"Why, won't she show it to you?"

"Muse, I have limited patience."

Wen Yi will come back after he changes his clothes, and his time is even more limited.

"Why doesn't she show you the evidence when she wants to sue, or is she... she is afraid you will see those?"

He said faintly, "I will give you ten more seconds."

Muse's breathing became hurried. She was unstable, not to mention that she was held in the palm of her hand since she was a child. She is also a goddess when she grows up, not a master who can restrain her emotions.

Mo Shichen stabbed her with such a cold and unfeeling attitude, and sneered with a cold smile while holding the phone, "These are the photos taken when we were together, the ones that I have been reluctant to delete for so many years...the last between us The rest..."

"Beep toot", before Muse finished speaking, the phone was hung up neatly by the man here.

Mo Shichen picked up the phone on the table and handed it to the servant on the side. His thin lips spit out two temperatureless words, "Smashed."

"What...what?"

The man was impatient, and his tone made the servant immediately panic, "Do you have difficulty understanding or don't know how to smash the phone?"

"Oh... ok, grandpa..."

He frowned and said, "Hurry up, she'll be back later...it broke it to me, it's too bad to repair."

The sound of crackling.

The phone doesn’t endure very much, and the screen breaks the first time.

But if it’s too big to repair--

fall.

Pick it up and throw it again.

Then step on it.

Step on it again.

When Wen Yue returned from getting dressed, he saw the illusion of damage caused by the servant throwing his mobile phone in a hurry to cause an "accidental" fall to the ground. Seeing her at the balcony door, he suddenly became nervous and uncomfortable.

In this family, the eldest son is not easy to provoke, and his wife is not necessarily...

Wen Yi looked at the ground in disbelief. Her effort to change clothes turned into a wrecked mobile phone. He looked at the servant who had retreated behind the man and stood with his head low, and the man sitting on the chair with his face unchanged and calm. .

Except for ridiculous and ridiculous, she didn't even have the idea of ​​losing her temper. She pinched her waist, "My phone...what's wrong with you?"

The man’s voice was steady and did not fluctuate, "Just now a phone call came in, and my hand was shaking and it broke. Sorry, I will buy you a new one of the same style."

"Oh, whose phone makes your hands shake?"

Mo Shichen, "Shen Yu."

"Mo Shichen," Wen Yi felt that she didn't want to say anything. With the other hand supporting her forehead, "If I were a blind man, you might be able to try to tell me that my phone just... fell."

After a moment of silence, the man said, "I don't want you to answer his phone, so I let someone break your phone."

Wen Yi looked at the serious and indifferent man, "I think I... should lose my temper."

Mo Shichen made an inviting gesture, "You send it, it's me wrong to drop your phone, I suffer."

"I don't want to eat with you anymore, you can eat by yourself, I will go to the restaurant to eat."

Neurosis.

After that, she turned and walked out.

Wen Yi walked out of the bedroom door to wonder, the man didn't stop her.

This seems unscientific.

She thought so, but she couldn't turn back again, so she went downstairs.

On the balcony.

The gentleness of Mo Shichen’s face has disappeared, and the temperature in his eyes has dropped to the extreme in vain, "Go buy a mobile phone of the same model, the same color, and give her a mobile phone card. What should I do? No need for me to teach anymore?"

"I understand Grand Prince."

Buy a mobile phone and add... to make the picture sent by Muse disappear completely, and then black out the number by the way.

After the servant left the balcony, Mo Shichen picked up the phone on the table and dialed it to Kangding. His tone of voice was so gloomy that the listener was extremely stressed.

…………

Wen Yi wondered why Mo Shichen suddenly dropped her mobile phone inexplicably, and he was also curious, but he didn't think of a reason.

After getting the new mobile phone, she "returned" Shen Yu and asked him if he had called her before. She undoubtedly got a denial answer.

Is there anything he needs to smash her phone?

Smashed so thoroughly, completely scrapped, at first glance, it is intentional.

But this incident did not have any impact on her life. After she tried to interrogate the servant and failed, she didn't bother to think about it.

It wasn't until two days later that she had nothing to do in the garden to investigate the "topography", and she was going to study and study what could be done in such a fast place. Shen Yu suddenly took the initiative to call her.

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