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

Chi Huan shook his head and whispered, "Forget it, I'll go back."

Yue Lin raised his eyebrows and didn't force it. He just said, "Nake, you send me to 1999 first, and then send you Miss Chi home."

An Ke looked at Chi Huan from the rearview mirror and asked in a low voice, "Miss Chi?"

It took a few seconds for Chi Huan to recover, "Okay, I'm not in a hurry anyway."

With her hands like this, she basically couldn't do much whether she was outside or at home.

An Ke tilted her head to look at the man in the co-pilot, curled her eyebrows and said, "Lawyer Yue, you obviously have a car, why do you take us every time?"

Yue Lin replied with a smile, "Because Ke Ke's technology is good."

An Ke, "..."

She didn't say anything any more, looking straight ahead with her eyes, focusing on driving.

The white Ferrari stopped in front of the 1999 door. Yue Lin lowered his head to unfasten the seat belt and reached out to the cart door. "Miss Chi, you can call me directly."

"Okay, thank you."

An Ke looked at the unusually quiet woman in the back seat, "Miss Chi, go straight back?"

"Let's go back."

It takes some time to reverse the car. Chi Huan looked out the car window boredly, and when he was about to withdraw his eyes, a long and straight figure suddenly jumped into her eyes.

She hadn't reacted to her mind yet, she had already reflexedly said, "An Ke stop."

An Ke was taken aback, but still stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped suddenly.

"Miss Chi, what's the matter?"

Nothing, she just saw Mo Shiqian.

I was considering whether to get out of the car and look for him, only to find that he was coming out of 1999, walking in the direction of parking, and Liang Manyue was standing next to the black Gust car.

Chi Huan looked at them with no expression on his face, but his eyes always followed the man's back.

He walked straight to Liang Manyue, and when he opened the back seat door, he lowered his eyes and scanned the watch on his right wrist, as usual, he opened the door like a gentleman in front of her.

Over there, Liang Manyue's tone was surprised and rather complicated, "This car... won't Chi Huan bought it for you, right?"

She may not be able to tell the difference before, but with Tang Yueze, she has more or less awareness of luxury goods and famous cars.

This car should be very expensive.

Mo Shiqian put his hand on the door of the car with a pale expression, "Get in the car, now the time has passed."

He didn't answer, so Liang Manyue couldn't ask any more, so he took it as acquiescence.

She was a little disappointed, disappointed that Mo Shiqian turned out to be such a man.

But at the same time there was an indescribable emotion, so he actually didn't really like Chi Huan that much. The gentleness toward Chi Huan when he was in the hospital in the morning was fake?

Liang Manyue bent over and got into the car, and then listened to the man faintly saying, "You hurt your leg, be careful."

She looked up to look at the man outside the car, but he had already raised his hand to close the car door, and only had time to see his firm and perfectly curved jaw. Hearing his words of "concern", his mind became sour inexplicably.

Gust reversed and left before 1999.

Inside the white Ferrari, it has been silent.

An Ke carefully looked at Chi Huan's expression, scratched her head, and asked honestly, "Miss Chi, are we going to catch up?"

Chi Huan closed his eyes, "Go back."

An Ke couldn't help but said, "Let's catch up and take a look, there should be some misunderstanding."

An Ke said this mainly based on his trust in Mo Shiqian, and felt that he should not have anything to do with his ex-girlfriend, but the current situation is indeed confusing.

She is straightforward and simple in thinking about the problem. She feels that she is not convincing just by saying it, so she can just follow up and see.

Chi Huan said coldly, "I am tired and want to go back."

An Ke couldn't help but restarted the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and walked in the other direction back to the villa.

She opened her eyes after the car drove for a while, staring at the ever-changing scenery, biting her lips forcefully.

In the morning, I met Liang Manyue in the hospital, and he was still ignoring other people. In the afternoon, they both agreed to meet each other and travel alone.

One set for the face and one set for the back.

She slept with her in the middle!

con man!

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As soon as Chi Huan went back, the servants in the villa could see that she was in a bad mood and her delicate and pretty face was cold.

When I came back, I only drank half a glass of water and went straight upstairs, keeping myself in the study.

However, they all thought that she was down because her father was going to jail. Apart from sending a cup of tea, they didn't bother her.

Mo Shiqian didn't come back until it got dark.

At dinner time, the servant came up and told Chi Huan to go down for dinner. She also said that she had no appetite and refused to eat.

After a few minutes, Ma Li came up again, "Miss Chi, my husband just called me and said that he will not come back to eat at night, and let me feed you dinner..."

She said faintly, "I ate too much at noon and I have no appetite at night."

The servant persuaded for a while, and had no choice but to say, "Then I will keep the kitchen warm, and I will feed you when my husband comes back tonight."

Chi Huan didn't speak, lying on the table looking at the lamp in a daze.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that the engine sounded in the yard.

Chi Huan immediately thought of getting up and going back to the bedroom to take a bath and sleep, but when she stood up she realized that it seemed too deliberate, especially because her hands were inconvenient, and she couldn't even wash herself.

So she sat down again.

In the living room downstairs, Mo Shiqian took off his coat outside and handed it to the servant, and asked indifferently, "Did she have dinner?"

"not yet?"

The motion of the man's hand paused, "No?"

"Ms. Chi was not very happy when she came back, and kept herself locked up in the room," Li Ma thought about it for a while before she said, "It may be because of her father's affairs that she is in a low mood..."

Although Li Ma is getting older, she always watches TV and knows Chi Huan.

Mo Shiqian hummed, "Hot the dinner and serve it up."

"Hey, good."

Mo Shiqian went up to the second floor and buttoned the door of her study symbolically, but after a while, no one opened the door, and it was as quiet as if there was no one inside.

He whispered, "Chi Huan?"

Still no one responded.

The man narrowed his eyes and twisted the doorknob open. "I'm here."

Pushing the door open, only one lamp on the desk was lit in the study, and the woman was lying on the desk, as if asleep.

He walked over, leaned over and touched her head, "Chi Huan."

As soon as the palm of her hand touched her hair, she "woke up" and tilted her head away from the man's hand.

Mo Shiqian's hand stiffened slightly in mid-air, but he took it back in a few seconds and asked in an ordinary tone, "Why don't you eat dinner?"

She was indifferent, "I'm not hungry."

The man pulled his lips and smiled, "I didn't come back to eat with you, are you unhappy?"

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