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

There was only one person in the ward with a book in her hand, but her gaze was more like staying out of the window for a long time without turning over the book in her hand.

Chi Chihuan raised his foot and walked in and closed the door smoothly.

"How is your health."

Wen Yi put the book in his hand back to the bedside, "Fortunately, there is no problem. I forgot to say thank you that day and sent me to the hospital.

"It's nothing, it should have been."

Wen Yi looked very dull, no matter his expression, skin color, or the whole person, he was very haggard, as if withered, not angry, and his tone of voice was light. "Come to the hospital to see Mo Shiqian?"

Chi Huan sat down on the side, pulling a slight curve on her lips, "You know too."

She nodded, "I suggested Song Shu to tell you."

Chi Huan was startled and looked up at her.

"She has been taking care of Mo Shiqian in the hospital these days, but Mo Shiqian generally does not allow her to stay in his ward, so she will come to me and chat with me. Although I and her are not close friends, I know It's been a long time."

"Why... why did you suggest that she tell me."

"There is no reason, but she mentioned this matter. I think telling you is good for each of you, so I said that smoothly."

It's really not deliberate. With her current state of mind, she has no extra effort to care about other people's affairs.

Looking at her silent face, Chi Huan asked slowly, "What you said is good for each of us, what do you mean?"

"For Song Shu, not to waste her time, for Miss Chi, it is clearer what choice should be made, for Mo Shiqian... He should want you to be by his side."

"You obviously love him very much... Why did you come to Lancheng to avoid him, and why not go back to Paris with him?"

Wen Yi was silent, she lowered her head and looked at her fingers.

Her fingers are very beautiful, a pampered girl, few fingers are not beautiful.

White and slender, with a wedding ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

She turned the ring with her fingers.

For a long time, she smiled faintly, “I thought about divorce, thought about living together like this for a lifetime, thought about maybe noisy and tit-for-tat, thought about respecting each other, or after a long time, the love and hatred thoughts faded. The only thing I didn’t think about was that he would die in front of me for so many years. Before leaving, he said angrily that if I didn’t return to Paris for a week, he would come and arrest people... Ah."

Are you obviously in love?

To love or not to love, she originally thought that she was only tired.

She often thinks these days.

If she hadn't come to Lancheng, it would be fine, then he wouldn't follow.

It would be great if she went back to Paris with him, and died together, so she didn't have to face the loneliness of the room alone.

She once questioned him, after three years of marriage, apart from either you hate me or I hate you, what else...

Everyone thinks she is a gentle daughter.

Before getting married, she also thought he was a handsome gentleman and noble son.

She doesn't get up now, why are they so noisy and yelling, they feel that there is nothing they have done today without making trouble.

Later, she said that she was so heartbroken that she didn't want to care about him anymore, and she couldn't afford to hide her, so she ran out of the country for all jobs that could be sent abroad, and she also snatched it and ran if she was not. come out.

Then he was even more straightforward, and people died.

Think about it, it's ironic.

Sometimes she thought viciously, why didn't he die after divorcing her and then die again? The **** could be used to avoid a pregnancy, and try to plant another child in her body, but he took it away together...

What do you owe him, do you want to treat her this way?

But no matter how resentful or resentful, she still...

It hurts like cramping and peeling bones.

"It seems that different people have their own misfortunes."

Wen Yi and Mo Shichen... They match well, but they love each other too late.

Finally walking on the road to love, but surprise death.

She and Mo Shiqian... tried hard to be together, but they didn't match well enough.

Wen Yi raised his head, looked out the window of Piaoxue again, and sighed like a murmur, "Yeah...that's it."

Chi Huan looked at her pale profile, "Miss Wen, can I ask you something?"

Wen Yi retracted his gaze and looked at her again, his calm eyes still showing a bit of pity, "Either separate or hold on to the death of your father, or if you can tolerate each other, let Mo Shiqian compromise with his father. , Get a wife, stand firm, and then evade the real power of his father, when his right to speak is enough to prevent any elders of the Lawrence family from pointing fingers at him, then divorce and marry you."

"This is not fair to anyone, let alone, anyone can guarantee it..." She shook her head and smiled, "Your husband can fall in love with you, and Mo Shiqian may also accept the woman who becomes his wife later."

Wen Yi said quietly, "Then you can hold on, as long as your heart is more cruel than your father's, you can win."

Chi Huan's eyes suddenly lifted.

"what?"

"Mo Shiqian is different from Mo Shichen. Mo Shichen grew up in the Lawrence family. He has family affection and fetters. He has a possessive and honorable sense of Clod-Summer. Although he loved his girlfriend at the time, I can't give up everything for her...Mo Shiqian has no feelings for all of this, and wants to force him to spend more time using more methods."

After a moment, she continued, "What you are facing now is just the beginning, and from the beginning to the end, what my father wants is to force him to be an heir and become a qualified heir. He doesn't care about torturing him and tempering him. Make him miserable or make him hate... and you can only be more cruel than your father, you can bear whatever he can do."

Wen Yi's gentle voice was a bit tired and hoarse.

At last she said, "This will be a long tug of war until someone is willing to compromise."

…………

Chi Huan came out of Wenyue's ward and was about to return to Mo Shiqian's place. The phone in the pocket of her coat rang. She took it out and saw that the words Mumo and Mo were lit up on the screen.

She clicked to answer, and was about to say that she was going back soon. That day she asked, "Where have you been?"

The man's voice is low, gloomy and tense, he may be worried.

"Seeing that you didn't wake up, I was so bored alone, I went out for a walk, and went back soon."

The man's tone showed no signs of improvement, and he was still very heavy, "I'll be back soon."

Chi Huan didn't dare to delay any more, and hurried back to the ward.

As soon as the door opened, Mo Shiqian immediately raised his head when he heard the movement. When he saw that it was her, the tight outline showed signs of relaxation.

"Where did you go?"

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