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

Wen Yi looked at him for a while, then smiled, "It seems that you don't like the answer, you automatically ignored it."

Mo Shichen withdrew his hand, bowed his head and kissed her on the face, practicing his attributes for the first time, "Good night."

"..."

Robber forever.

Wen Yi pushed him away and walked into the apartment without looking back.

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Wen Zhang got out of the elevator and arrived at the door of his apartment within a few meters. He opened the door with his fingerprints and turned on the lights in the living room after entering the hallway. He changed his shoes and took off his coat on the hanger. .

Unconsciously moving her neck and shoulders, she poured a cup of hot water and walked to the balcony holding the cup.

Wanjia lights up, with a panoramic view.

The heat quickly turned into a mist and was blown away. Wen Yi held a cup that was so hot as to look down below the apartment.

In fact, nothing is clear.

She recalled what the man said in her mind, [If I really love you, as you hope, can you accept me again. 】

There was wind on the balcony, and she was not wearing a coat, so she stood for a while and went back to the living room holding the cup.

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Early the next morning, when the door bell kept ringing, Wen Yi thought it was an alarm clock. He touched the phone everywhere and wanted to press it off. After touching it, he opened his eyes in a daze and found that the phone alarm was not on.

Then she awoke a little bit when someone rang the doorbell.

After she realized this, she looked at the time again. It was five minutes to seven o'clock. Who came to harass her so early in the morning?

Mo Shichen?

She thought for a while and felt that only that man would do such a wicked thing.

The quilt covered his head and didn't want to care about it, but after half a minute, he couldn't hold back the disturbing noise, so he opened the quilt and got out of bed.

With a calm face, he opened the door, preparing for his old hatred and getting up to explode into a thunder, only to find that it was not... Mo Shichen standing outside the door.

She was surprised, everyone was sober, "Mom?"

Mother Wen looked at her up and down and asked, "Why do you open the door so late?"

Wen Yi, "...I haven't gotten up yet, I was woken up by you."

Mother Wen snorted, pushed her away, took off her shoes and went in.

Wen Yi followed her blankly and watched his mother head straight to her bedroom.

? ? ?

Mother Wen looked around in the bedroom, then ran into the bathroom to take a look, then came out again, and checked her various rooms. The posture was almost like catching a traitor.

Wen Yi couldn't cry, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Mother Wen didn't get anything, but she was relieved, went back to the living room and sat down on the sofa, looked up at her daughter, and said, "Are you messing with Mo Shichen again?"

She shook her head quickly.

Mother Wen's expression slowed down, but she was still a little stern, "Someone saw you together yesterday and still kissing downstairs!"

"Who... told you?"

"You security downstairs."

"..."

Since the last time Wen Yue fell ill, her mother's attitude towards Mo Shichen has plummeted. She hates Mo Shichen and she wants to be a villain to stab him to death. She has a guilty conscience to deny, "No, no, the angle issue, he was wrong. "

"If you read it wrong, you must hug you close together, otherwise how could you think of it as kissing..." Mother Wen frowned, dissatisfied, "Did he pester you again?"

Wen Yi was silent, she could not find an excuse to deny.

Silence is equivalent to acquiescence.

"What is he threatening you with?"

"No," she bit her scalp, "he just saw me accidentally, he wanted to send me back, and then entangled downstairs for a few minutes."

Wen Yi is not very good at lying, especially in front of his own mother, always showing lack of confidence.

Mother Wen really quickly became suspicious, "Are you serious?"

"of course."

"You won't... have a lasting love for him, will you?"

Wen Yi quickly shook his head into a rattle.

"That's good... But, will he come to pester you?"

She wanted to deny it, but her mother could "buy" the security guard. She didn't dare to know if she would know it again. The current situation, she and Mo Shichen will always appear in the same frame, let alone the man made it clear Refused to let her go.

Silence is still equal to default.

Mother Wen said, "I didn't agree that you live outside alone, you are susceptible to being harassed by messy men, you have to be arrogant... what's wrong in your family, you always keep you so old, you still see outsiders."

Wen Yi, "..." She dared not speak.

"Pack your things and go live at home."

Wen Yi looked up, "Huh?"

Mother Wen hates iron for not making steel, "Could you still want to continue to be harassed by him? That bastard's serious pursuit is fine. If you don't say divorce for a woman, he always comes to the wrong way. Come back with me, I want to stare. If he comes to chaos again, I will ask your father to take us back to live in the country. Anyway, he has been thinking about admitting our ancestors and burying them in our ancestral grave."

"..."

She had this idea after Wen's disease, but Mo Shichen disappeared after that time. Mother Wen thought that he had stopped, so she let go of this idea for the time being. Unexpectedly, only a few days later, he would come back again.

Hateful.

Wen Yi didn't dare to challenge the furious mother Wen, he obediently packed a few clothes and went back.

In fact, she also thinks that it is a good idea to return to Wen's house, neither need to face the man nor worry about what might happen.

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Mo Shichen called Wen Yi both in the morning and afternoon, but no one answered.

He held the phone and curled his eyebrows. Although he was displeased, he still held back. She occasionally quarreled with him. He was allowed. Besides, he was sure that she could not avoid him completely this time.

In the evening, he went to her company to pick her up from get off work and wanted to have dinner with her, but was told--

"President Wen didn't come to work in the company today."

Didn't come to the company?

He returned to the car, frowned, and then took out his phone to call Wen Yi.

Still no one answered.

This woman, with a sullen face, did she regret it after only one night?

When thinking about this possibility, an extremely gloomy thought flashed through his mind. Is he really asking him to take Shen Yu's knife?

Suppressing his temper and anger, Mo Shichen asked the driver to borrow his mobile phone and dial again.

Wen Yi was reading in her study, and when the phone rang, she habitually glanced at it, thinking it was Mo Shichen's call again.

She didn't make up her mind at the beginning and was puzzled by his phone. It was just that during the first few calls, she and Wen's mother sat in the living room and chatted. As soon as she saw the caller ID, Wen's mother looked at her, so she didn't dare to answer. .

Later, Mother Wen was gone. She thought it was a good reason to use this as a reason. After all, he himself should know what anger and grievance he did.

She looked at the number without remarks, thought about it, picked it up and clicked to answer it.

The man's gloomy voice rang tensely, "Wen Yi, are you just picking up my call?"

Hearing his voice, Wen Yi was not surprised, but said lazily, "The security guard downstairs in my house told my mom that you molested me again last night. She was very angry and came over to pick me up early. When you got home, she was there when you called...I'm not good to make her angry."

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