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

Wen Yi's heart shook, and even missed a beat.

Her fingers holding the teacup suddenly tightened until the knuckles were white, and the skin against the cup wall was hot red without noticing it. She lowered her eyebrows, but the night was a cover for her look and sat opposite her. Mo Shichen couldn't see much.

After a while, she raised her eyes to look at him again, and smiled and said, "Did you have any misunderstandings? The Lawrence family and Clod-Summer are the things you followed you since you were born. You have been cultivated as an heir since childhood. They should be your sense of belonging, better than any woman."

Mo Shichen smiled faintly, "Really," he raised his eyes and looked at her, and said lazily, "In my opinion, the direct source of the position of president is because my dear brother wants to return to Lancheng. The woman who accompanied him, that's why she lifted the burden and had to leave it to me."

Wen Yi explained, "It was because you were in a plane crash and your father thought you were dead, so you passed it on to him. These were originally yours, and they were also the burdens that you were born with."

The man shrugged slightly, "Maybe, but I have never seen what my dad looks like..." He looked straight at her, his lips curled up a little, "Maybe I'm against the living Things are more interesting."

The living things undoubtedly refer to her.

Wen Yi lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

Mo Shichen stretched his hand across the table, shook her hand with the teacup, and said lowly, "Follow me back, eh? Even if you are still dissatisfied, want to make a temper and want to fight cold, follow along... …Okay?" He paused slightly and continued, soothing his breath, and then said dumbly, "If you're not here, I am absent-minded at work."

Wen Yi was stunned again when he heard the words. He tried to pull his hand out of his palm, but he refused to let it go. As a result, he accidentally spilled the tea during the dispute.

The water said that it would not burn the skin as well, but if it was not, the man reacted quickly and covered the back of her hand and was obviously burnt red.

He took the cup out of her hand, then let go of her hand.

Wen Yi pressed his lips, not knowing how to react.

As night fell, the evening breeze came, covering up this rather embarrassing situation.

A voice came from a distance, "Second Miss...Second Miss, Madam asked me to invite you to have dinner with Mr. Mo."

"Oh... well, I see," Wen Yi responded subconsciously, and then stood up, "Let's go to eat..." She hesitated for a few seconds, trying to use a natural voice as much as possible, "If you get burned If it’s gone, I’ll ask my mom to put some scald cream on you later."

Mo Shichen stared at her face deeply and long and gave a hmm.

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When Wen Yi led Mo Shichen back to the restaurant, the rest of the Wen family had already taken their seats.

Mo Shichen's movements are always agile and in place. As soon as Wen Yi was about to reach out to pull the chair, the man beside her had already pulled it away for her, naturally as if he had done it countless times and should have done so.

Wen Yi glanced at him, did not say a word, took his seat quietly.

Then the man nodded a question mark to Wen's father and Wen's mother before sitting down in the empty seat beside her.

Wen Hanye ignored him, Ye Siran lowered his head and drank the soup silently. Father Wen was solemn and calm. Only Mother Wen had a complicated expression. She cast a glance at him from time to time, and a strange silence spread across the dining table.

Wen Yi bowed his head and ate quietly.

It lasted for about five minutes. Finally, Mother Wen couldn't help it, frowning and asking in a bad tone, "Shi Chen, what's the matter with that woman? Do you know it, now there is a lot of rumors outside. How ugly?"

Mo Shichen turned his head to look at Wen Yi, but she didn't have any expression on her face, she was seven minutes quiet, three minutes cold, and she didn't even seem to hear the question at all.

Of course Wen Yi heard it, but her mind was always erratic about the scene outside, what he said, and his subconsciously protecting her hand.

After that, she heard the man next to her patiently explain Li Qianrui's affairs to her mother, slowly, methodically, and basically the truth, which she had told her mother before.

It was about seeing him humble and good. Mother Wen's expression improved, but she still said sternly, "If the woman can't be found, what are you going to do?"

The man faintly replied, "If I can't find it after using all my connections, then naturally I can only forget it."

Mother Wen asked again, "Then what if you find it?"

"Of course, let her go back to Jiangcheng."

Wen's mother looked at him, and then at her daughter who never said a word, "Yi'er refused to tell me, can you tell me, if you want to find her just because of your old friendship, why do you want to find her again? She quarreled with Yi'er, and she quarreled so much that she returned to her natal house... Did she not let you find Yi'er?"

There was silence for ten seconds.

"No," he curled his eyebrows, his tone was still very good, "it was my fault. I knew at the time that she might have been defrauded by the trafficking gang. I was impulsive and angered her when I was talking on the phone with Yi'er."

Wen Yi was chewing the food in his mouth, thinking faintly, this man is really good at all in front of the elders, and her mother, the elders, eats this set very much, not to mention that this matter does not sound very serious. From the perspective of the elders, no principled issues were involved.

He did not touch on the issue of principle, but he accused her of a few sentences. She didn't care about these accusations, but this incident made her feel... She has no energy and enthusiasm to defend and fight for this paragraph. Relationship, instinctively want to turn around.

And he was to her... she was not sure, nor so sure.

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After the meal, the other three people in Wen's family left the restaurant one after another under the signs of Wen's eyes, leaving only Wen Yi and Mo Shichen.

Mo Shichen turned around, and he raised his hand to touch her face, "Madam, come back with me, okay? You see, your mother also hopes you can come back with me."

Wen Yi's face turned, leaving his hand empty, his hand stiffened, and then calmly retracted.

His thin beautiful lips pressed into a cold straight line, and his voice sank, "Or as your brother said, do you want to divorce me for such a thing?"

Wen Yi looked forward, his eyes did not meet him, he could only see her profile, "Not to mention our failed marriage five years ago... For the past three months, every time I waited for this I have some confidence in the relationship, and I want to get closer to you, and things related to Li Qianrui will come up... I'll tell you the truth, unless you recover your memory now, maybe we can be a little different, otherwise... You should wait for her affairs to be completely finished."

Mo Shichen pursed his lips to look at her. After a minute, he said flatly, "You won't come back with me tonight, will you?"

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