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

At the airport where people come and go, Wen Yi looked at this man who took his shamelessness for granted. She stared at him for a minute, and he always responded frankly, neither half-hearted nor embarrassed.

Wen Yi felt that his skin wouldn't be burnt even with a pot of boiling water. He simply didn't bother to take care of it. He carried his bag and walked in the direction of the parking lot.

Mo Shichen maintained a distance of half a meter and followed her not far or near.

Today, Sunday, during the week when Wen Yi was absent, he added a lot of shifts to deal with all the work that had been delayed before, and free up the time of the day.

It was the driver who drove. After Aleb put their luggage into the car, he said goodbye to Wen Yi and went home by himself.

It was already afternoon in Paris. The two of them ate something on the plane and were not too hungry. Wen Yi sat quietly in the back seat, closed his eyes and rested. The car was quiet for a long time, until Wen Yi had enough rest and opened. When I pinched my eyebrows with my fingertips, and turned his head to move the cervical spine, the man on the side said in a low voice, "I have arranged her affairs properly. In the future, she will have things related to her. I will never show up in front of you again to bother you."

Wen Yi turned his head to see him.

At a distance of less than half a meter, the man has a handsome and gentle face with a faint smile, and the same is true in his eyes. He looked at her so deeply, as if affectionately for several years.

She rolled over in her mind, and the doubts that had passed by were so overwhelmed, and then she instinctively realized what she had just thought of, but she couldn't catch it. Her mind went blank, and then she confronted the man. When she looked at her eyes, she nodded, yes.

She didn't even think about the thought that she had just passed by, and it wasn't until a while later that she suddenly came to her senses. His way of expression was such a cunning deception.

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After Wen Yi returned to Paris, her life with Mo Shichen seemed to have returned to the former, plain and sticky state, at least it seemed like this.

After returning, he rested for two days. One day after dinner, Wen Yi took the eleventh to the nearby park to walk the dog as usual. Mo Shichen accompanied her. On the way, he looked at the woman wrapped in the beige coat indifferently. Asked, "Madam, do you want to go back to the company and help me?"

"Your company is short of people?"

He laughed lowly, "I thought you were used to high-intensity work these years, and you might not be used to being idle all the time."

"It's okay, I don't have any other advantages, that is, I am particularly adapted to all kinds of living conditions," Wen Zhang stretched out his fingers and teased the hair that was blown on his face by the wind, Wen Wen said lazily. "Mr. Mo, you don't want to raise me someday, you can tell me."

The man said faintly, "I would even like you to give me a baby at home."

"..."

Wen Yi lifted his chin and smiled at him, "You still count on eleven to give you a baby eleven."

"..."

A few days later, in order to find an out-of-print book, Wen Yi drove back to the apartment he bought near the company one morning, preparing to tidy up some necessary things that were left behind and move over.

When she finished packing, she threw it into the trunk of the car. She reversed and drove out of the apartment area. When she reached the intersection, she suddenly glanced at the watch on her wrist. At 11:20—she turned the car around and drove. Toward the company's office building.

The distance is so close, since she has already come, let him have lunch outside with him, and by the way, she also wants to see the company colleagues who haven't visited for a long time.

After Wen Yi entered the company, the security and the front desk of the company knew her, and naturally went in unimpeded. She hasn't been in the company since she resigned, and many people greeted her in surprise.

She went directly to the president's office of Mo Shichen. After Mo Shiqian left, he did not change the office, just changed the original decoration style a little.

Pushing the door open, only to find no one, Wen Yi went in and walked around, then went to the lounge and took a look, but he didn't see the man.

Bad luck, is he away?

Wen Zhang was about to pull out his mobile phone from his bag and call him. Someone had already walked in. "Madam..." Coming was Kang Ding, who probably knew she was here and hurried over. A little panting, a smile appeared on his face, "Madam, are you here to see the president?"

"Well, I went back to the apartment today to pick up something, and when it was time for dinner, I came over to find him for lunch... or did he go out for a meeting?"

Kangding had a decent smile that had always been quiet, "Madam, unfortunately, the president didn't know that you will come today. He has already had an appointment with the customer at noon, and he left more than ten minutes ago..." He paused. Asked, "Should I call the president and tell him?"

Wen Yi waved his hand, "No, I just drop by. Since he has an appointment, I will eat by myself, and I don't need to tell him specifically."

"Ok."

"Should I order food for you at a nearby restaurant?"

"No, it's not too late, I'll go back to the manor and let the chef do it."

Kangding replied, "Okay."

"Well, keep busy, I'm leaving."

Wen Yi stroked her hair, turned and left. When she walked to the door, she suddenly heard something, and suddenly turned around, "That's right..."

It was this one who suddenly turned around without warning, and caught Kandin behind him by surprise.

Wen Yi saw his expression of relief, and when he found her turning around, he put away the expression almost hurriedly. Soon, it seemed to be an illusion just now. He hadn't had any expressions, and asked calmly and invariably. "Madam, do you have anything else to explain?"

Wen Yi squinted his eyes.

She stared at Kandin silently for ten seconds.

Kang Ding was very calm. He went from Mo Shichen's secretary to Mo Shiqian's secretary, and continued to work as Mo Shichen's continuation, and his ability does not need to be burdensome.

Wen Yi laughed slowly, "Your CEO, who do you have an appointment with, do I know?"

"You know, a customer who worked with us many years ago." Following that, Kangding said the name of a customer she knew well.

She curled her lips, her eyes were faintly clear, but she still smiled softly on her face, "Okay, I get it."

Wen Yi turned around and walked straight towards the elevator.

It was not lunch time, so she was the only one in the elevator from the top floor to the lobby on the first floor.

When the elevator doors closed slowly, the smile on her face disappeared.

Prince Mo's secretary... was lying to her.

It's really interesting. Did he go to do something shameful, or did he meet some shameless person? He needs his chief secretary to show the expression of being pardoned after the enemy.

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