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

As soon as he said this, Chi Huan knew that he knew about her going to the police station to see Mo Shiqian.

Or, her every move now is under his nose.

Chi Huan bit her lip vigorously, and her nails were deeply submerged in her palm. Only with such clear pain can she barely restrain her anger.

She closed her eyes, then opened them, smoothing her emotions from her voice, "Of course it's both touched and distressed,"

She spoke slowly, and smiled coldly, "Use the way of hurting your own son to force another woman to compromise. Ask yourself, do you have any qualifications to be a father? You want him to be your son. Women who sacrificed themselves to inherit your family business? Oh, ridiculous."

Lawrence said indifferently, "As long as you have a soft heart, you will compromise sooner or later. Why stretch the front? It is Shi Qian and perhaps yourself that is tortured."

Maybe it's because it's an understatement.

In many cases, an understatement is more impactful than a promise.

Chi Huan is scared.

Because she knew too well how thin and small she was alone in front of Chairman Clod-Summer.

Chi Huan closed her eyes again, and sneered between her blushing lips, "Are you really not afraid of retribution?"

She halted every word, almost viciously, "Oh, you may have already encountered retribution. You seem to be the best in your life, but you lost your beloved when you were young, you lost your wife in your middle age, you lost your child in the old, oh. , There are grandsons who haven't been born...Have you ever thought that there are too many people who are sorry, maybe death will not be peaceful."

Sitting beside her, Yue Lin was stunned.

He tilted his head to look at the woman holding the cellphone next to him.

Her delicate and pretty face was so cold that it was so glamorous that it could pierce.

Chi Huan was arrogant and beautiful in front of the media, but she was a soft little woman most of the time in front of Mo Shiqian, so that Yue Lin couldn't adapt to this style of painting for a while.

"I'm telling you, just grind it. Don't think I'll be afraid of you. If I hurt, I won't say that Mo Shiqian can't accept your inheritance. Now the eldest son you cultivated since childhood is gone, if he hates you , Clod-Summer may not be able to keep it-you are too old to give birth to a son, you can't live without him, but I am different, without him, I will change a man again."

After that, she hung up the phone.

Yue Lin watched her close her eyes hard, breathing hard.

The fingers holding the phone were extremely tight, and the joints were white.

"Why did the old man irritate you, you are so stubborn."

Chi Huan bowed his head and buried his head in his palm.

Yue Lin sighed, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Don't be so stressed, this is nothing to Shi Qian, he is very hard." He said that, but he still had something in his eyes. Worry.

Perhaps it was because he knew Shi Qian was too hard that Lawrence put all the strength on Chi Huan.

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After Chi Huan returned, he did not go out for several days.

Mo Shiqian asked her to wait, and she could do nothing but wait.

As for the rest... She has no thoughts and energy.

Just like this for a week.

Until one day, Song Shu found the villa.

Song Shu's temperament is similar to Wen Yi's temperament to some extent, but Wen Yi's temperament looks more gentle, his manners are more famous, and his bones are more decisive and neat.

She was wearing an off-white coat, still no different from when she first saw her, "Miss Chi."

Chi Huan looked at her without showing any expression on her face, "I came to me specially, did you tell me something?"

"natural."

"You said."

Song Shu smiled and looked helpless, "The chairman refused to let me tell you about this. I asked President Mo two days ago... He also rejected my proposal to secretly take you to see him, so come today. , It’s me who is in charge..."

She paused before continuing, "I hope that if President Mo asks about it, you will tell him...you asked other friends to find it."

Chi Huan's face still changed, "What happened to him?"

"The injury is serious and I am in hospital."

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In hospital...

On the way to the hospital, Chi Huan pursed her lips and asked faintly, "Does Lawrence restrict his freedom and communication?"

So he didn't tell her?

Song Shu was quiet and smiled bitterly, "This doesn't need to be restricted... He can't move around freely now. As for communication, President Mo has contacted his friends, maybe not. If he restricts him, he doesn't cooperate with the treatment, and the chairman can't help it. "

Chi Huan closed his eyes, feeling that someone had pinched his throat, "Is he hurt so badly?"

"I think...Miss Chi should not want to know this."

Chi Huan pursed her red lips with a cool smile, "Do you really want me to know?"

Song Shu smiled, "Well, I can't hide it from Miss Chi, I just think that if you don't know anything, this line will be stretched... You can't see it, it hurts, but I really can't bear it. ."

"You said."

"Wheel War. Those who are with President Mo are all veterans. There are also special soldiers who have been expelled from the military because of major faults. They fight every day. You know, no matter how powerful people are, they can't stand this. Intermittent attacks, the other party is injured, you can continue with a new person, but President Mo's injuries will only accumulate, and even get no good treatment, so I shouldn't need to say more about what will happen if this continues."

Chi Huan closed his eyes when Song Shu spoke.

An Ke, who was driving in front, couldn't even see her expression in the rearview mirror.

Because she is expressionless at the moment.

Song Shu's voice continued to sound in the car, "When President Mo first entered the hospital, what the chairman wanted you to see with your own eyes was that President Mo overturned the doctor's medicine and equipment... At that time, the situation needed first aid, the chairman. I agreed to him temporarily."

"Why haven't you told me?"

To be precise, it is not not telling, but concealing.

Even Lawrence, who wanted her to see the multiple injuries of Mo Shiqian, didn't let anyone send a message to her.

Song Shu smiled faintly, "Because as a deal... President Mo acquiesced in allowing me to take care of him during his hospitalization period, so the chairman did not let anyone tell you."

Chi Huan almost bit her lip.

Let Song Shu take care of him?

He has been hospitalized for several days, how many Song Shu has been taking care of him?

Song Shu originally thought that Chi Huan would be angry, at least, she would question.

But she remained silent, even opened her eyes, looked out the window, and didn't mean to ask any more.

After a while, she said lightly, "It seems that I should say thank you, and trouble Miss Song to take care of him by herself."

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