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

He retracted the hand that had scratched her face, and then pushed her aside to get into the car, and Wen Yi first backhanded him by his sleeve.

Mo Shichen didn't force her to push her away either. He just looked down at her and grabbed her hand. The corners of her lips were raised, jokingly, "I chased you to coax you before the divorce. And again and again, the entanglement became endless."

Is she entangled?

Does he think she wants to pester him?

Wen Yi's calm and not irritable temper in the end, he took a deep breath and calmly said, "Prince Mo, no one knows better than you, I don't want to pester you." The two words of entanglement, she bit particularly hard, with With an obvious irony, "I came to you, just to tell you something clearly, lest you have any unnecessary misunderstandings or dissatisfaction with me."

"Dissatisfaction is not necessary or unnecessary, if you misunderstand..." He raised his wrist, glanced at the time of the watch, and then smiled faintly, "I can spare a few minutes for the ex-wife, five minutes will be fine. ."

In what he said, there seems to be one kind. For the sake of our past, I will give you a gift.

Wen Yi gritted his teeth, endured, and tried to keep his tone as low as possible. "First of all, the video you saw was shot with Ms. Li's cooperation, and it did not cause her to be violated."

His handsome face was calm, "Really."

She frowned. "If you don't believe me, you can confront her."

"Who knows if she will be coerced by you and cooperate with your statement."

"What can I bully her?"

"The video I received, don't you have the originals? Several women dared to let this kind of thing be made public. Chi Huan broke up with Mo Shiqian for this."

Wen Yi was amused, "With the protection of Mr. Mo, where can I dare?"

The man downplayed, "You can design me to dump me, what else do you dare not to."

"I designed you because you forced me!"

"You were forced to harm the third woman. It seems that it is also in logic."

Wen Yi was blocked by him for a while, breathing quickly, and staring at him.

Mo Shichen laughed again, "Also, you put this pot on Vicky. If it wasn't for me to find out that it was you, then even if I thought that Li Qianrui was rounded and used the same means to retaliate, you should be nothing. Say it?"

The blood on her face faded slightly, but she still maintained her composure. She explained in a calm voice, "Although I asked people around her to incite her to do so, I was the leader behind the scenes, but the execution and decision-making All passed through her hands, but she didn’t know that all of her subordinates were mine or were bought by me. When the video was filmed, she was let out on the grounds that the scene was not good, but for her, she was Let people turn a woman who has nothing to do with her. If you have to retaliate against her, I don't think it's wronged."

After a pause, she added, "Before her subordinates proposed to take a video, it doesn't need to be a real gun. She refused."

His expression was leisurely and indifferent, "You said everything. Li Qianrui and Vicky's simple fools can't fight you together. Who knows what you said is true, or you should calculate them together, you can only give You are back."

"you……"

"Ms. Wen, if you are my wife, I still have the responsibility to believe you, but you are only my ex-wife... If Miss Wen thinks this matter is really important, you can show me evidence."

Having said that, he stretched his arms to her waist, took her aside, made way for him to pull the car door by himself, bent over and got into the car, but when he was about to close the car door, Wen Yi resisted. "You retaliate against me for this, don't you need to check it out before retaliating?"

"I retaliate against you, I retaliate against you because of this... It seems that you said it from beginning to end."

Wen Yi could not figure out his thoughts, and had lost patience, "What do you want?"

He replied gently, "I want you to let go of your hand, and it will delay my effort to go home for dinner."

She put her hand on the car door, her white fingers tightened and her joints turned white.

Mo Shichen closed his eyes, "If you don't let go, I really can only call a bodyguard."

"Prince Mo, I'll invite you to dinner." She said these words abruptly and without problems.

The man sitting in the car slowly opened his eyes. He looked up at her and said with a smile, "Miss Wen, the woman who wants to invite me to dinner can be queued from my house to your house, every face The facial expressions are better than you."

She pulled her lips, smiled without a smile, stared at him and asked, "Good or bad?"

He retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again, "Rhett, please get in the car, Miss Wen."

The driver, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly walked around the body and opened the door on the other side of the back seat, "Miss Wen, please."

Wen Yi squeezed the bag in her hand tightly and lifted her foot into the car.

Rambo started and drove out of the underground parking lot. Mo Shichen neither opened his eyes nor opened his mouth to break the silence, and Wen Yi never spoke.

This incident was beyond her expectation, and she had never thought about eating with him before she came.

Just now I really couldn’t figure out a way to deal with it, so I said this word quickly, even after speaking, she vaguely hoped that he would reject her, but he didn’t. The current situation gave her a little bit of a moment. At a loss.

"Miss Wen," the driver heard their conversation all the time, and when the car was about to reach the next intersection, he had to ask, "Where are you going to eat with Mr. Mo?"

She raised her head from the trance, and subconsciously glanced at the man beside her, seeing that he was still sitting quietly with her eyes closed and no words to speak, she moved her lips, and casually reported the name of the restaurant.

The driver glanced at the silent man in the rearview mirror. Without hearing his objection, he turned when the car reached the next intersection.

It was quiet all the way until Wen Yi's phone rang, breaking the depressive atmosphere.

She took out her phone from her bag and looked at Shen Yu's caller ID on the screen.

Whether to answer or not, she stared at the phone screen and couldn't make up her mind for a while. She turned her head and glanced at the man next to her. Seeing that he seemed to be completely asleep in her own world, she clicked to answer.

Shen Yu's low and gentle voice rang in her ears, "Are you off work?"

"I..." She pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm not in the company."

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Yi wanted to say that she would call him after she finished the matter here. He had already spoken first, "Did you go to Mo Shichen?" After asking, he added, " I heard your brother talk about your company this afternoon."

She thought about it, but still did not deny, "Yes."

Shen Yu was silent for a few more seconds, and then said, "When will I go home, I will pick you up."

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