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

Mo Xigu pursed his thin lips, stood still for a while and walked over.

He possessed and looked at the woman's long hair, his Adam's apple rolled, "Chi Huan."

Chi Huan didn't look up, but stood up.

I just forgot for a while that my legs would be numb after squatting for too long, and I only got up halfway, and my body was tilted to the side because of unstable standing.

Fortunately, Moxigu had quick eyes and quick hands, and before she fell, she reached out and held her waist accurately.

An Ke also took her arm a second later.

Chi Huan quickly withdrew from the man's arms, held An Ke's arm backhand, and stood by herself.

There was not a lot of waves on Moxi's old face. He retracted his hand and inserted it into the trouser pocket of his trousers, just staring at her deeply, "Why are you squatting here alone?"

Her eyes are red, but her face is dry.

It's like crying, and it's like not.

The cold wind blew his face dumbly.

She lowered her head, not looking at him, pulling a very far-fetched curve on her lips, "I'm fine, thank you."

After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "It's very cold. May I buy you a cup of hot coffee?"

Chi Huan looked up, looking at him blankly.

Mo Xigu smiled faintly, "When I was hospitalized last time, did you agree that we can be friends... You seem to be in a bad mood, you can talk to me for a while, or just drink coffee."

When he spoke, he kept observing Chi Huan's expression. After saying this, he glanced at An Ke, "Of course, this lady is with him."

Even Chi Huan didn't know, for what reason and mood, she nodded and said a good word.

Perhaps countless anxiety and despair spread in my heart, like stepping on the clouds.

However, she couldn't do anything she could do.

And some things, because of the heaviness, the more relatives and friends, the more unable to speak.

Cafe.

Warm and quiet, only quiet piano music is flowing.

The dark coffee exudes a rich heat and mellow taste.

An Ke sat at the two tables away from them, not only was able to pay attention to the movement here from time to time, but could not hear their conversation.

Chi Huan looked at the steaming coffee without speaking.

Mo Xigu looked at her and did not take the initiative to speak.

After the coffee finally stopped being hot enough to drink, Chi Huan took a sip.

Mo Xigu frowned, "You didn't add toffee."

He and Chi Huan spent a very short time together, but he also knew that she didn't like very bitter things.

When he finished speaking, Chi Huan's mouth was filled with a strong bitterness.

She looked up at him, "Do you still think that Su Yabing left you today is wrong... from your perspective."

She spoke very slowly, as if she was pondering.

"I blamed and complained... If it was me today, it might not be a wrong decision for her, because she won't leave... I may not be able to give her the future she wants."

When you are in the game, you only know your pain.

One day, you can see who is right and who is wrong.

"If it is because of me, he and the people around him are always in disasters...Should I take the initiative to leave him?"

She seemed to be asking him, and she seemed to be asking herself.

Very at a loss, but at a loss.

Mo Xigu looked at her, frowned silently, and couldn't help but said, "Why do you always think about him... yourself, you are under such a great pressure with him, and a hard knife hurt him, but soft The knives are all stuck in your body, aren't you already more painful than him than him?"

Chi Huan looked at him, "I...I'm fine."

It doesn't matter what she does.

She could not bear his injury, she could not bear his pain.

Mo Xigu's pupils shrank tightly, and his heart suddenly felt unspeakable pain.

【I'm fine. 】

He was a little weak, even more jealous than he tasted at Larry's last time, "Do you really love him so much?"

She didn't hesitate and murmured, "He is the best person in the world to me, of course I love him."

What if I treat you like him?

A word stuck in Mo Xigu's throat, almost blurted out.

But he still held back.

If you say it, don't say she can't accept him, and she won't even drink coffee with him again.

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After drinking a cup of coffee, Chi Huan asked An Ke to send her back without staying for too long.

When she returned to the villa, she didn't eat anything. She went back to the study and called Lawrence again, and asked coldly, "Did you kidnap Muxi?"

Lawrence said lightly, "If you think it's me, then it's me."

Her voice was cold and sharp, "Oh, your son was raised by the Mu family, but you kidnapped their daughter... Do you think there is something in Muxi's shortcomings that Mo Shiqian will let your family go?"

"Is Shi Qian really not telling you anything?"

Chi Huan was startled, "What?"

"Mu Xi was kidnapped, and the kidnapper asked for 300 million."

300 million...

Chi Huan sneered, sneered, "Just at this juncture?"

"He arranged for you not only a personal bodyguard, but also a protective layer comparable to a copper wall. However, his adoptive parents and sisters who are far away in Licheng have no protection except for sending a large sum of money every month. Measures...Didn’t you have been kidnapped too, Shi Chen is gone, there are more than one or two people staring at Clod-Summer, in the eyes of others, he is the only heir, sitting on the wealth of an invincible country, can’t tie him A woman who tied his family, Mu Xi would be kidnapped. What a surprise you think."

Chi Huan was speechless.

She didn't even know if she should believe it.

She said coldly, "I don't believe this matter has nothing to do with you."

Lawrence smiled faintly, "Of course, three hundred million can clear most of his net worth. He doesn't covet power because he has... I am also very curious. If he really has nothing and can't give you anything, would you pay for it? So heartbroken... I remember Miss Chi, you have never been poor or wronged in the past twenty years."

Chi Huan did not speak.

She did not explain, nor did she think she had to explain to him.

Moreover, no matter how much it is said, it is not as useful as what it does.

"You ask me if I tied Muxi. You should hope that I tied Muxi. For the sake of her parents raising my son, I might not touch her. Others may not... She has a good life. If you encounter a kidnapper who speaks the rules, he may be unharmed, if his life is not good...

He didn't finish the latter words, but what it meant was self-evident.

When she was kidnapped, the kidnappers wanted money and didn't touch her hair.

But she also knows that not every kidnapper follows the rules of the world...

If something happens to Muxi...

He won't forgive himself, but now... he is still wounded.

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