Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

At the end, the man said flatly, "How can you compare to me with your poor body? You have only recovered from a cold for a few days, huh?"

She opened her mouth and wanted to refute that the cold was because she soaked in cold water, but after thinking about it, he probably soaked it longer than her, and also...continuously used knives to injure himself.

This body is indeed good, so good that it is almost abnormal.

Chi Huan remembered how he tossed her on the bed last night... Well, it was very abnormal.

She hummed softly, looked at Wen Yi, pursed her lips and smiled, "It's better not to drink coffee at this time, just drink some wine."

If they are drunk, they can ask An Ke to pick them up. They must have their own driver.

Wen Yi walked over slowly, and smiled slightly, "Okay."

…………

They went directly to 1999, which is opposite.

This is Mo Shiqian's place, he directly asked the waiter to take them to a quiet box.

The view is better than the restaurant just now.

Chi Huan felt that Mo Shiqian should be what the couple wanted to find, but he might not give face too much, so he made a curve to save the country and started with her.

After sitting down, Wen Yi raised her hand and poured the wine slowly.

Probably in order to accommodate the two women, they ordered wine, although they should actually be able to drink.

Chi Huan glanced at the secretive man beside Wen Yi, and smiled slightly, "The two of you came to see us, do you have anything to say?"

Wen Yi raised her wine glass, "President Xiao Mo promised me that he will go to Paris to meet Dad after solving Miss Chi's father's affairs. His health has not been very good."

Chi Huan turned to look at the man beside him, and then said, "Since he agreed, he should go."

Going to Paris to see Lawrence is not a difficult thing. If she is not mistaken, Lawrence was hit by the news of Mo Shiqian's mother's death last time and fell ill.

Wen Yi nodded, turned to look straight at Mo Shiqian, pursed her lips and said, "I hope...you can stay here when you go to Paris this time."

Mo Shiqian's face was calm, obviously he had already guessed her reason for coming.

Chi Huan was startled, "What do you mean?"

"What happened more than 20 years ago, President Mo's father certainly felt sorry for his mother, there is no doubt about it, but in a big family, especially the heir who bears a heavy responsibility, most of the time he can't help himself. Make a choice, Mr. Lawrence is like this, and Mr. Lawrence is also like this... I have stood at the pinnacle of power all my life, but I can't marry my true love..."

In her quiet voice, there was a smile, but also sadness.

The man next to her immediately became angry again, his eyebrows were pressed down, and he was very gloomy, "Wen Yi, why do you have to be so yin and yang?"

Wen Yi didn't even look at him, and said softly, "I'm trying to reason, but I'm just using you as an example. If you're in a hurry, go back, so as not to accidentally get poked in the sore spot all the time."

Mo Shiqian glanced at them indifferently, "Specially invite us because you want us to watch your quarrel?"

Wen Yi ignored her man, and then said to him, "I've been too tired from work recently, and I want to temporarily suspend my job. If you go to the headquarters now, you can just take my place...Of course, it's just a springboard for temporary training and training. familiar……"

Before she could finish speaking, the table was suddenly slapped heavily by the man's big palm.

Chi Huan was taken aback by the sudden voice, pursed his lips and silently looked at the little Mr. Lawrence who was furious.

Bad temper.

Mo Shiqian is better, he will never pat the table with her.

The man's voice was gloomy, "Wen Yi, when did I agree to your suspension?"

She looked at him and said lightly, "It's fine if Dad agrees."

The man sneered, "Are you addicted to my father's pressure on me now?"

"There is only such a person in this world who can suppress you, why can't I find him?"

Chi Huan looked at the man and woman who were fighting against each other.

Carrying a man alone is a gentleman and noble son; carrying a woman alone is a gentle lady.

When we get together, it is always the tip of the needle.

It's like resenting your spouse, but it's not as simple as resenting your spouse. It's like going through a lot of vicissitudes, and finally reached this point of stalemate.

"He will not stay in Paris."

The soft and calm voice interrupted their stalemate abruptly and tepidly.

It was Chi Huan who spoke, "He can continue to be the president of Clod-Summer, but he will only stay in Lancheng."

Wen Yi turned her head and looked at Chi Huan, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Did he say that?"

"No."

Wen Yi smiled, "Then why are you so sure?"

love?

Maybe it was love.

But determination from love is always the most blind.

Chi Huan met her eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, "Ask him."

Wen Yi was startled, then looked at the man.

Mo Shiqian was lowering his eyebrows, looking at Chi Huan intently, with a faint smile in his eyes.

He raised his hand to pin the woman's fallen hair behind her ears, and lifted his thin lips, "Well, I won't go."

"why?"

The curvature of the man's thin lips became mocking, and his voice cooled down, but his brows and eyes were sharp, "I don't care whether what happened more than 20 years ago was intentionally abandoned by him or he had no choice. From the time I was born to now, I have no father. No, he wants to manipulate me, he is far from qualified... Besides, I have no plans to go to Paris, let alone leave Lancheng."

"For Miss Chi?"

His tone was calm and natural, and his big palm stroked her long hair like a pet's fur, "I wouldn't go without her, and I couldn't go without her."

Among other things, Chi Huan's career is all in China, and it is at its peak, and there is still a movie waiting to start shooting. If he is based in Paris, it is impossible for the two to live in a foreign country for a long time, and there must be a compromise.

What's more, as long as they separate, Lawrence will undoubtedly find ways to cram all kinds of women for him.

Chi Huan's heart warmed, and she couldn't help but look up at him.

His eyes were as black as an abyss, and as deep as an ocean, with a faint smile and an unspeakable bewitchment.

She blinked, raised her head unconsciously and kissed him on the chin.

The other two who could see the presence——

"..."

"..."

Seeing this, Wen Yi didn't say much. Although she was ordered to be a lobbyist, she could tell that this man's thoughts and decisions were beyond the control of passers-by like them.

I simply don't bother to talk too much.

Just asked again, "Have you decided to get married?"

Before Chi Huan could answer, Mo Shiqian had already squinted his eyes and said two words calmly, "Of course."

Wen Yi picked up the wine, drank half of the glass, put down the glass and said with a smile, "To be a bystander, I don't recommend that you two get married now——

I don't think Dad is in the mood to forcibly separate you two recently. If you maintain the status quo, he may not do anything for the time being, but if you get married, he will definitely not allow it... Why break this balance? "