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

With high heels, women always look more mature.

Chi Huan turned around and smirked at him, "Xigu, your mother is really a very thorough businessman. In the matter of profit-seeking, you are far behind her. I just don't know if this is yours. Fortunately, unfortunately."

After speaking, she turned around without hesitation and continued to move forward.

Did not respond to the remark he just said.

Outside the door of the villa, An Ke saw her coming out and immediately got out of the car and opened the back seat door for her.

Chi Huan bent over and got into the car.

An Ke sat in the driver's seat and asked her, "Miss Chi, shall we go straight back?"

She tilted her head to look out of the car window, lowered her eyes, and said faintly, "You send me back to Chi's villa first."

"Okay, Miss Chi."

Chi Huan closed his eyes when the car started.

She hadn't seen the man who was her father for a long time.

Pool house villa.

The creamy-white building is very Western-style. Basically, it has been like this since she has a memory. Later, she rarely comes back, so that every time she thinks about it, it is a little fuzzy.

The servant heard the doorbell and opened the door for her. She was a little surprised to see her, but more pleasantly surprised, "Miss, you are back."

"Is my dad at home?"

"Yes, Miss, come in quickly."

Chi Huan reluctantly smiled, hummed, and walked in.

Chi An is in the study room.

When she knocked on the door, she almost heard his fatigue from the words he came in.

She still had the bag in her hand, walked in without saying a word, and walked the door.

Seeing her, Chi An was obviously somewhat accidental. He pinched out the cigarette he was smoking in the ashtray, and coughed lowly. His voice seemed to be dumb, "Why are you back?"

Chi Huan put down her bag and sat down on the chair in front of the desk, her slender legs turned into Erlang's legs, and her body leaned back. She faintly looked at the old man in front of her, and said coldly, "A lot of age. , And smoking so many cigarettes, does it make no difference whether long-lived or short-lived as long as you live happily?"

Hearing what she said, Chi An coughed heavily again, "You came back to curse me to death?"

"Too much smoking is easy to be short-lived. You smoke so desperately that you are afraid of me?"

Chi An was obviously angry with her, coughing constantly, and his wrinkled face was flushed, "Go and pour me a glass of water."

Chi Huan took a look at him, got up, took a cup of warm water, put it on the desk, and pushed it over, showing no expression on his face during the whole process.

After drinking the water, Chi Sad regained his breathing slightly, "Are you coming back for today's negative news?"

Chi Huan has been in the entertainment industry over the years, although she has indeed borrowed the identity of the mayor's daughter for a lot of benefits, but she has never offered to help him.

"No," she said straightforwardly, "Ms. Mo came to me today, and she revealed to me that you are being inspected by the discipline. I want to know if this matter is true, how serious it is, and what it might be like. as a result of."

In fact, she knew that most of it was true, otherwise Mrs. Mo would not say those straightforward words that way today.

Basically it was like tearing her face apart.

Chi An squinted her eyes and sneered, "She is really an expert at the rudder."

It really is true.

The businessman pays much attention to profit, and Chi Huan is too lazy to criticize, but just asks indifferently, "Are you corrupt?"

Chi An was angry again, coughing continuously.

Even if it is true, but being so ruthlessly pierced by his own daughter in front of him, no one can hold on to it.

After he drank again to stop the coughing, she said faintly, "Everything has been done, and you have nothing to be ashamed of. Anyway, I have known a man like you who can't resist the temptation of beauty. Mostly, there is not much determination to stop the temptation of money, and corruption will happen sooner or later."

Chi An stood up suddenly, picked up the cup with water, and slammed it on the ground, and a few drops of water splashed directly on her pants, yelling furiously, "Chi Huan, you shut me up. Mouth, I won’t be able to comment on you no matter what!"

Compared with his excitement and irritability, Chi Huan seemed quite indifferent, just raised his eyes and looked at him faintly, "I'm not here to make a comment, I just want to know what I will face in the future, not to mention, your today It was not caused by me. If you lose your temper with me, if you go to jail in the future, do you think your concubine and goddaughter will visit you with prison food, or wait for you to get old, they will raise you?"

Chi An looked at her, breathing for a long time before slowly calming down.

Silence remained deadlocked in the study for about three minutes.

Chi An looked at the beautiful and indifferent daughter who had grown up in front of him, and then sat down slowly for a while.

The old eyes are always muddy, complicated, and dull, and his voice is still cold, but there is a slight compromise, "Last time you and Mo Xiegu's wedding, although you did not give her an invitation, she also came..."

"It seems that you are very sad at this level," Chi Huan interrupted him coldly, got up and stood up, "I don't have to worry about you, anyway, you haven't controlled me much in these years, trying to find a way. Or contact a reliable lawyer."

After speaking, she pulled the chair away, turned and walked out of the study without looking back.

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Chi Huan refused to keep her servant for dinner, and directly asked An Ke to send her back to the tenth residence.

Along the way, she stared at the changing scenery outside the car window in a daze, barely blinking her eyes.

When she walked in, she saw the men's shoes when she changed shoes in the hallway.

Mo Shiqian has returned.

There was a good smell from the kitchen, and she was always happy.

When she changed her shoes, put down her bag, and hung her coat on the hanger, the tall man had appeared in front of her.

He was wearing a dark green thin knit sweater, reduced the austerity, a bit more refined, and his voice was low and ordinary, "Go wash your hands and prepare to eat."

Chi Huan lowered his head slightly, without looking at him, "I ate at my dad," she pursed her lips and whispered, "You can eat by yourself, I'll take a bath."

After all, he bowed his head to pass by him.

Mo Shiqian narrowed his eyes slightly, reaching out and clasping the woman's wrist.

Chi Huan looked up at him, frowning, "Mo Shiqian."

He looked down at her face and asked faintly, "You go to Mo's house, what did Mrs. Mo tell you?"

She went to Chi’s house and seldom ate there, not to mention that she stayed for a total of 20 minutes from the time she got off the car and returned to the car. Where did she have time to eat.

Chi Huan wanted to break free, but found that he couldn't.

"It's nothing," she turned her face away, her voice was low, and her tone was a little cold. "She just asked me if what was said on the news was true and if I had a new boyfriend."

Mo Shiqian's expression did not change, but he was still faint, "Really."

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