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

But now, the same reality was before his eyes.

He has never been an emotional or emotional person.

The man’s voice was calm and calm, but he stared at her very deeply, “You tell me, why did you knock on the door of Pei Yi’s room after midnight the night before?”

His attitude is very gentle, and there is no questioning.

If you have to describe it accurately, you can probably only call it an inquiry.

But even this questioning still gave birth to indescribable alienation.

It's also... he had half doubts about her, and this doubt was too calm.

Chi Huan shook his head, "I don't have one."

"You have, Huanhuan. The monitoring screen shows that you knocked on the door of his room."

After he finished speaking, he adjusted the paragraph, and the screen of the notebook turned to her.

This time Chi Huan saw it clearly.

The woman who left the room in the middle of the night and walked across to knock on the door was indeed herself.

Her pupils were slightly enlarged, and her heart was suddenly blocked.

Following that, a little bit of daze appeared on the face.

Hearing from them just now, she still felt that they had made a mistake, but seeing the monitoring screen with her own eyes, she was basically certain that the person inside was herself.

She...clearly fell asleep, and there was no scene in her memory of waking up.

why……

She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Shiqian on the opposite side.

He looked at her with a pair of eyes, calm and deep, "Don't remember?"

"I... I don't remember that I got up."

After she fell asleep, she woke up in the morning.

He calmly and methodically asked, "What happened the night before, when you recalled it later, did you find anything unusual?"

This "abnormal", she had carefully tossed over and over again during the day yesterday.

She shook her head, "I just heard Pei Yi say that his room was opposite me, which was a coincidence."

This idea flashed through my mind at that time, but it passed quickly.

Although it happened, it was not a great coincidence.

The man's low and deep voice was calm and clear, "You can't remember at all, did you knock on the door of Pei Yi's room?"

She remained silent.

Memories are blank.

Finally said lowly, "Yes."

Mo Shiqian stood up, "Go to the restaurant for breakfast, rest at home these two days, and wait until this matter is over."

"Do you want to go out?"

"Well, come back tonight, call me if you have something."

Chi Huan stood up with his eyebrows down, ten white fingers twisted together, "Okay."

Mo Shiqian turned and left, and the sound of the car's engine soon rang.

She was standing in front of the sofa, looking at the snowy scenery of the garden outside through the glass of the window, and it took a long time before she stepped away and walked towards the kitchen.

I simply ate some breakfast, and when I was about to go back to the study, I accidentally saw the suitcase at the entrance——

It was brought back by him last night, and it has been left there without cleaning up.

She looked at it for a while, then walked over, pulled out the lever and pushed it towards the stairs.

Then called a bodyguard to lift her up to the second floor.

She pushed the suitcase to the cloakroom again, flattened it, and called, preparing to take out the clothes one by one, and then put it back to its original position.

In addition to clothes, there are notebooks, some daily necessities and other odds and ends.

The entire suitcase was neatly arranged. After putting her clothes back, she picked up the notebook and prepared to put it back in his study. Before she stood up, she caught a glimpse of a red brocade box from the corner of her eye.

Her movements stopped immediately.

Some things are always similar.

She put the notebook down again, stretched out her hand slowly, and picked out the brocade box.

It feels high-quality and soft.

She bowed her head, her eyes stopped for a long time.

Finally, he raised his hand and opened it.

The transparent and hard brilliance is embedded in platinum, and the bright light in the fitting room exudes light.

[If there are beautiful flowers and expensive diamonds, would you be willing to put on a wedding dress? 】

Chi Huan took it and stroked it carefully, and accidentally made a shallow scratch in the ring.

She lifted it up, recognizing letter by letter.

A few simple words.

She closed her eyes, a sudden soreness from the tip of her nose, and when she opened her eyes again, tears fell off unexpectedly.

When wet on the brocade box, a drop of red darkened.

Finally, she closed the ring box and put it back to its original place. The notebook was also covered back. The side where he put the clothes had been emptied, and nothing moved on this side.

Chi Huan stood up and closed the suitcase again.

………………

The corner of the street outside the villa.

The black Gust suddenly stepped on the brakes, and stopped abruptly as an excuse, and the tires made short dashes on the snow.

The man in the driver's seat lowered his head slightly, unable to see the look under his short black hair.

Only the fingers he held the steering wheel with extra force, the joints appeared white, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were even more exposed. Inside the car is silent and dead, and it is dark and oppressive.

trust?

There is no unprovoked trust in this world. If there is, it can only be called wishful thinking.

He has always believed in the facts of the results of analysis and judgment.

She was not drugged, and she was not stunned and stuffed onto Pei Yi's bed.

She walked over by herself and knocked on Pei Yi's door.

She said she didn't remember anything.

One night plus one day time is enough for his men to find out the whole thing carefully.

But nothing happened.

There is only a surveillance picture of her knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

Mo Shiqian touched a cigarette and came out, found the lighter again, ignited it with a slap, and took a heavy sip between his lips, spraying out blue and white smoke from the bridge of his nose.

His profile is sexy, cold and dark.

The phone vibrated and rang for a long time before he took out the phone to answer.

The call is popular.

"What did she say?"

Mo Shiqian didn't hold the phone with a cigarette between his fingers, and the cigarette **** turned bright and dark, his voice was low and dull, "I don't remember anything."

After a while, Fengxing asked faintly, "Then what do you think?"

What does he think?

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at the white snow covering the street in front of him, "I saw a photo taken with the paparazzi in the surveillance. She and Pei Yi sat together and chatted for almost a few hours. They talked very happily. She is very happy."

His voice was gentle from beginning to end, but this gentleness did not think he was really calm, it just pressed the turbulent undercurrent under the deep sea.

"It doesn't explain much, the kind of birthday dinner is sitting there, as long as it's not an annoying person, it's a chat with anyone."

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes and stared at the cigarette butt, and spit out two unclear words, "Really."

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