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

Mo Shichen squeezed the phone with his fingers, and did not speak for a few seconds.

For a while, he couldn't tell whether Wen Zhang was telling the truth or the excuse she made up by the way, but he knew that what she said was indeed very likely to happen.

Although the Wen family has never accused him in the face, their opinions on him are probably piled up in their hearts.

He didn't speak, and Wen Yi couldn't pinch his emotions. After a brief thought, he pursed his lips and said, "You should also know that what you do to the Wen family, my parents are just because of your status and don't want to tear your face. So I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t go against my parents’ wishes for you, and I’m even less likely to tell them that I might be in danger recently to cause them to worry—"

"I know," before she finished speaking, the man's low voice interrupted her flatly, "you don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to disclose this matter to them, I will solve it."

After that, the phone was hung up.

Wen Yi looked at the screen of the phone where the call ended, but did not respond for a while.

solve? What to solve?

There is nothing wrong with her now in this state.

Wen Yi didn't think too much about this issue, so he put down his phone and continued reading.

…………

Forty minutes later, the servant came up and told her to go to the restaurant to eat. She smiled and said hello, then she put down her book.

Father Wen and Wen Hanye have already returned from work, and the family is seated, but she who is walking by is about to pull out the chair and sit down. Wen Hanye, who just picked up the knife and fork on the opposite side, raised his eyelids and talked homely. He asked in passing, "Yi'er, what did your ex-husband want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the calf under the table was kicked violently.

He looked up and met his old mother's warning eyes.

Wen Hanye, "..."

Wen Yi glanced at his brother, then at Mother Wen who was sitting next to him, and asked, "Is Mo Shichen here?"

Mother Wen glanced at Wen Hanye with extremely dissatisfied eyes, and then said to Wen Yi, "The cheeky said that I want to see you, I let the servant dismiss it, saying that you don't see him, it is his own business that he wants to pester. We ignore him, Yier, and you are not allowed to."

Wen Yi, "..."

She really didn't know that the man came because he didn't tell her, and her cell phone hadn't rang since that call.

Wen Yi didn't speak, and Mother Wen saw that she didn't have any mood swings, so she was relieved, and the family used the meal to chat about some interesting things or gossip, but it was very happy.

After dinner, Wen Yi was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the front hall with hot tea, watching the darkening sky outside, and the light from the lamps standing in the garden could tell her that it was raining.

It was originally a rainy winter, and it is not surprising that it rains occasionally.

She looked at the mist coming out of the tea, but finally didn't say anything.

I was about to turn around and go back to the study, but listened to Mother Wen frowning and asking the servant, "Is the person outside the door still there?"

"Yes, Madam," the servant paused, and added, "and he didn't get into the car, nor did he hold an umbrella, for fear that he might get wet."

"Hey..." When Mother Wen heard this, her expression became complicated, and she looked annoyed and unbearable. "Don't worry about him, don't know if you have a car, you don't know how to hide, it's clearly intentional."

Although that was the case, when Wen's mother met Wen's eyes, she didn't say anything this time.

Wen Yi was quiet. Her mother could talk about her several times a day, but in fact she was very calm and didn't have any thoughts about it, because she knew what kind of man Mo Shichen was, but she was a mother...this is going to be shaken. ?

She went back to the study, and after thinking about it, she took the phone and dialed the man's number.

It was quickly connected.

The first thing that sounded was the man's low Chunchun smile, accompanied by the sound of the slanting wind and drizzle on his back, which was exceptionally clear, with an indescribable meaning of ambiguity and madness.

As if she made this call to him and made him very proud...

Wen Yi said in a very calm tone, inexplicably, "What are you doing outside my house?"

The man casually said, "Affectionate."

"..."

She looked at the ceiling, "Such a thing out of the way of your Grand Master Mo."

"The women are gone, what do you want to do with style."

"..."

Wen Yi said in a statement tone, "You shouldn't expect me to be moved."

"will not."

She was silent.

Mo Shichen smiled lowly, "I just wanted to move your mother."

Wen Yi, "..."

She put aside her lips and said lightly, "If you have the ability, just stand for one night. It just happens that the sky is helping you. It's raining, and idol dramas don't have such a coincidence."

"Do you want me to stand overnight."

"Hope, it's better to rain on the next night, so that you will be covered all night."

The man whispered, as if pressed against her ear, warmly pressing, and with a petting smile, "Okay, I listen to you."

…………

After Wen Yi hung up the phone, he ignored it.

She asked herself whether her heart was like a rock, but the decision was not so shaken. In her opinion, the pediatric tricks in this romantic drama were not worth making waves.

If Lei hit him, she might go out and have a look.

She continued to read without any psychological burden, and when she saw it was about ten o'clock, she went back to the bedroom and took a shower, then blew her hair and prepared to climb to bed.

About to turn off the lights, Wen Mu knocked on the door.

Sometimes Wen Yi really admires the man's ability to handle people's hearts.

The light was not off, and there was no way to pretend to be asleep. She had to resign herself to get out of bed and open the door. She deliberately yawned and said sleepily, "Mom, what's the matter."

Mother Wen frowned again and again, "That **** seems to have not left yet, the rain is getting heavier now, Barley, you should go down and tell him, let him go quickly."

Wen Yi, "It's so cold and raining, I don't want to go out."

Wen Mu, "..."

Wen Yi said faintly, "He is a 30-year-old man who is in his prime. What can happen if he gets a little bit of rain? What's wrong is to catch a cold and get a fever. That's right, he'll take revenge. He likes to get wet. Just let him get enough."

"He is a person who has been in a coma in a plane crash for five years. Who knows if there are any sequelae that have not been discovered. Fever is the easiest to cause complications. Now it is too cold. It is really good for a healthy body to have a fever overnight. You don’t have to talk to him too much, just let him go."

"Mom, you are really soft-hearted."

Mother Wen sternly said, "I don't want to see him fainted outside my house early tomorrow morning, bad luck, you only burned a few days last week, and something happened to Shen Yu...If he also went to the hospital, too That's wicked."

"..."

Wen Yi originally thought that if he wanted to act, let him play enough. He bullied her a few days ago. She just didn't dare to challenge him. It doesn't mean that she really doesn't hold any grudges. But now it seems that the man is really acting. He fell ill, and the gate of her mother was really opened for him.

So she turned her mouth, "Well, I change my clothes and go out."

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