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

Her figure paused, then stepped on the shoes she had already put on, stood up, turned around and looked at the man who had already sat up.

It's still early, and it just dawned.

The quiet light set off her eyebrows and eyes are also quiet, her voice is very low, but there is a cool smile in Danli, "You see that I am not pleasing to the eye, I am too lazy to fight with you, avoid It is to give us time to think about each other and deal with problems, otherwise, do you think we should separate directly?"

Mo Shichen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his slightly hoarse voice in the morning went so coldly, "Wen Yi!"

She lifted the corner of her lips and said faintly, "You don't need to hear to separate like this, it's not that I want to separate from you when something happens, but... if you can't find Li Qianrui, she just disappears into the vastness. In the sea of ​​people, you continue to be with me and you are not in your heart? Besides, if she is found by you, but what kind of mental or physical trauma has been suffered during this time, according to your guilt and old feelings for her Naturally, it is impossible to leave her alone. You have seen it now. I am a cold-hearted and narrow-minded person... What will be the situation then, don’t I need to repeat it?"

The man slowly said, "Just because I said a few hard things about you yesterday morning, did you make up your mind to this point?"

"Did you just say a few hard things about me?" Wen Yi brushed his hair, pursed his lips and smiled, "You may not know it, except at the time when you insisted on being Li Ru and defending Li Qianrui, Ever since you decided to accept Mo Shichen's return to Paris, you have never said anything harsh to me or accused me...not because you really tolerate me in every way, nor because you think I can’t pick out the thorn. , Just because you know you want to coax me to chase me, so you put on your best attitude..."

Her fair and beautiful face is quiet and cool, like the morning air, "I also know that if you were not angry at that time, and your reason could not suppress your emotions, you would not be directly dissatisfied with me. Ask me... but what a sensible man you are, sometimes I can’t imagine what can make you lose your mind.”

Mo Shichen looked at her. When she said this long line, his eyes stared at her for an instant, his handsome face gradually stained with a look of lethargy, "Wen Yi, her father When I died, I was honest with you. His death made me feel guilty and heavy, right?"

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

"When I was dealing with Li Qianrui's affairs, didn't I worry about your feelings enough? If you didn't like me being involved with her, I cut off all the channels through which she could contact me, and people from Jiangcheng were not allowed to do anything for her. Things come to me," the man bent his knees, put his hands on his knees casually, his eyes locked her face, his tone was flat, the line of sight seemed to lock her in place, "But madam, I will accommodate When you are, you can’t think about my position a little bit? Or do you think that even if she died and was abducted into prostitution, I can only watch it coldly, so that I can show my loyalty to you?"

Wen Yi smiled, turned his face away, looked elsewhere, and then his gaze fell back on him, "President Mo, Master Mo, do you think they are kind to you, ok, I have no objection, you Did I personally bury Li Qianrui’s father with the funeral, or give Li Qianrui the house, money, and work to compensate her. I didn’t say a word, and I also expressed my understanding of you, but—"

Her tone changed slowly, "Their father and daughter lied to my feelings and lied to my money. They also hid my husband privately for five years. The husband and wife should have been together, but they are kind to you. , To me is an enemy, I think that in this matter, the tacit equality between us is that I don’t ask you to stand on my front and treat them as enemies, and you don’t want me to fight with you. They are grateful... and I have been engaged in sending to this day, and I haven't touched or wanted to touch one of their hair, just to accommodate you the most, or do you think I am a person of generosity by nature?"

The man's eyes flashed, and an undercurrent flickered in his eyes.

Wen Yi stopped looking at him and walked towards the bathroom.

When she walked to the door, behind her came the man who had recovered her peace, "Her father's suicide is not enough to apologize for you, nor can it make you feel a little bit moved, right?"

Wen Yi's throat moved. He had something to say, but in the end he didn't utter any syllables.

She walked into the bathroom and closed the door easily.

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Wen Yi washed in front of the sink methodically. After washing his face, he looked at his face full of water droplets in the mirror, raised his hand and combed his half-length short hair with his fingers, then calmly adjusted his breathing and turned away.

As soon as the door opened, the man's long and tall body blocked the door.

He was also wearing a nightgown, with short tousled black hair, and a handsome, plain face with a touch of gloom.

He looked at her with low eyes, as if he had maintained this action for a long time, so when she opened the door, he met his sight unpreventively.

Wen Yi's eyes fell away from his face, "I just thought about it, these days, I will move home and live for a few days."

The man's face became more and more gloomy, "You have to separate from me if you fight?"

"Lord, we are not a matter of quarreling," she smiled lowly. "You think I stand by in cold blood and indifferent. A word could save a life, but save a woman who stumbled but turned a blind eye, and they happen to be what you care about. People... the facts are true. I don’t deny that this thorn is stuck in your heart. I will give you time to deal with it and give you time to think clearly, okay?"

Mo Shichen looked at her lightly and deeply, condescendingly.

She smiled slightly, "What's more, I don't think you have the energy and time to deal with me while you are dealing with work and trying your best to find Li Qianrui."

She walked past him.

"Wen Yi," Mo Shichen raised his head. He looked at his front face and the woman's back reflected in the clean mirror in front of the washbasin. "Do you love me? You are with me because you love me. , Or for the sake of it?"

When she was with him, he felt that she loved him, even if her emotions and feelings were not restrained or exposed, he could feel it.

But at this moment, he also understood clearly. Suddenly they were going to separate, and she didn't want to stay, only to leave neatly.

She didn't answer, lifted her foot and left.

Do you love him?

When she heard this sentence, two answers flashed through her mind.

Love is not as it used to be.

If she doesn't love, she can't tell herself frankly that she doesn't love this man at all.

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