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

"Five minutes, I beg you."

Chi Huan looked at her quietly, without waves on her face.

Once upon a time, she thought that she had already been made into steel, and it was difficult for her to be hurt by anything.

These years seem to be beautiful, but there is more than enough to count the people who are really close to her or who are important in her heart.

When she said those words that day, although she was in a situation of extreme emotional breakdown.

But even if you calm down and think about it, if they succeeded in making her lose Mo Shiqian, then she would really be desperate-revenge, fortunately, although the family relationship was unbearable, Mo Shiqian did not disappoint her.

"Okay, five minutes," she smiled slightly, "I want to hear it too, it's over, you have the face to tell me something."

Mrs. Larry paled.

In the next second, she was about to speak, but Chi Huan was circled by the man and walked into the apartment.

Chi Huan looked up, "Mo Shiqian."

Does he not want her to listen to Mrs. Larry?

The man was calm, "Go back to the house and say, it's cold outside."

"……Oh."

After hearing their conversation, Mrs. Larry could only follow.

After walking less than a few meters, the man stopped, turned around, and looked at Beth indifferently, "Mrs. Larry, Huanhuan only promised to listen to you for five minutes."

Beth looked at his indifferent sarcasm, her face was red and white, she could only endure herself, but in the end she couldn't help it, bit her lip and sneered, "Mo Shiqian, you are not afraid that I will continue to break the news to the media... "

Before she was finished, Mrs. Larry interrupted her coldly, "Enough, Beth."

Chi Huan's gaze passed over them, and there was a long irony between his eyebrows.

Without speaking, he took the man's arm and continued to walk forward.

Behind, I heard Mrs. Larry say, "You go to the car and wait for me, I will get off soon."

"mom……"

"go with."

…………

The apartment has adequate heating, warm and bright.

Chi Huan took off his coat, took off his scarf and hung it on the hanger beside him, and said to the man who had changed his shoes, "You go take a bath first."

Mo Shiqian glanced at her, then glanced at Mrs. Larry faintly, with a hum.

In the end, she picked up the flowers she put down when she was undressing, and walked to the living room where she put the vase.

on the sofa.

Mrs. Larry looked at Chi Huan's delicate and indifferent face under the long dark curly hair, and paused before speaking with some difficulty, "Huanhuan, must... put him to death...?"

Chi Huan tilted his head, smiling but not smiling, the temperature in his eyes was cold, "It's funny, a man who killed my dad and tried to let his daughter pollute my boyfriend, I will let him go and wait until he comes to harm me. Your life?"

"What happened that night... he discussed it with me."

"Why, want me to send you to jail?"

Mrs. Larry was quiet, looked into her eyes and said, "Do you know... why I arranged this?"

Chi Huan's red lips pulled out a ridiculous arc.

"I admit that I have selfish motives. This is very selfish, but Huanhuan, even today... I don't think you can have any good results with him."

Chi Huan’s finger nails suddenly pierced into the palm, but she smiled coldly on her face, "Thinking this way, will you feel better in your heart? I won’t get good results with him, so it’s your turn to prescribe the medicine and make you sick. My daughter who can't do it?"

Mrs. Larry was silenced.

After a while, she closed her eyes and said, "This matter...we did something wrong, I don't know...you love him so much."

Chi Huan was indifferent, and the nails on the palms of his palms did not penetrate deeper. "I ask you, was it his own idea that made people kill my dad in prison, or did you do it with him?"

It was quiet for a century.

"I do not know."

These four characters are very thin, so thin that it is impossible to judge the true or false.

But Chi Huan thought, since she said so, she believed it for the time being.

Perhaps originally, she was willing to spend these five minutes just because she wanted to know the answer.

"Huanhuan," Mrs. Larry asked again, "Do you want to marry Mo Shiqian?"

Chi Huan didn't answer.

Only in one day today, this is the third time someone mentioned marriage.

Mo Shiqian asked her whether to marry or not.

Wen Yi said she could not marry for the time being.

Mrs. Larry asked her if she wanted to marry.

Mrs. Larry looked at her with a bitter taste, "Huanhuan, you believe me, the door of Lawrence's house, you have no springboard, and you will never get in... Mo Shiqian can fight anyone. It is impossible to fight his father. The Lawrence family has been in the western business world for two hundred years, and various forces have entered every aspect. Do you think that his brother has no means or power and is a master who can only be controlled by others? Isn't he forced to follow? The woman broke up and married the Wen's eldest?"

Chi Huan listened blankly.

There seemed to be no waves in her heart, but she was indeed suffocating.

She curled up her red lips and smiled faintly, "So."

Mrs. Larry’s voice lowered, “I know it’s impossible to let this matter go. I just hope... the lawyer Mo Shiqian found for you will not force him to survive in court. I will follow He is divorced...I also know that you don't bother to call my mother anymore, but if you are my daughter, as long as Mo Shiqian is not the heir of the Lawrence family...you can still marry him smoothly."

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When Mo Shiqian came out of the shower, Chi Huan sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the two newly replaced roses in a daze.

He walked over without saying a word, fished her into his arms and carried her to his lap.

"What did you say, it was unhappy."

Chi Huan stretched his hand around his neck, "It's nothing, I just hope I can let her husband go."

"Don't let go."

"I said so too."

The man touched her head and said lightly, "Well, even if you want to let it go, I won't let it go."

She raised her head and gave a reluctant smile.

I don't know if she thinks too much. After Wen Yi said they had better not get married for now, he didn't talk to her privately afterwards.

To some extent, she thinks Wen Yi’s words are reasonable, or to say--

There is a realistic basis that cannot be avoided.

He didn't mention it, did he know the difficulties of marrying her in his heart?

He bowed his head and kissed his face, "Huanhuan."

"what's wrong?"

"I'm going to Paris by plane tomorrow afternoon." After a few seconds, he added faintly, "I will be back soon."

She nodded, and then hesitated.

"I don't worry about you alone. I will take you back in the morning and let Ma Li and the chef take care of you. There are other bodyguards in the villa."

This time, Chi Huan did not refuse, "Okay."

"It’s best to be obedient. If you don’t move this time, you have to move," the man said in a low voice, playing with her hair with slender, articulated fingers. "When I’m away, keep a distance from the surname Pei. The same goes for other men."

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