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

Before going to bed every night, she would text him to say good night.

Mo Shiqian sometimes responded, sometimes not.

Of course, most of the time, he will return.

On the seventeenth day of his trip to Mexico, at 11 o'clock in the evening, she routinely sent a text message.

[I'm sleeping, good night, you have to be careful and take care of yourself. 】

After the text message showed that the message was sent successfully, she held her mobile phone and waited for about five minutes. She still didn't wait for him to reply to the text message. She felt a little disappointed, but she also put down the phone and got ready to sleep.

After turning off the lights for less than two minutes, the phone dinged.

She immediately picked up her phone to check it, and it turned out that a text message came in, but—

Not Mo Shiqian's.

What she received was a photo.

Chi Huan sat up suddenly, tapping the photo with trembling fingers to zoom in.

She bit her lip, her breathing became turbulent, rapid and unstable, and her pupils were enlarged.

There are four photos.

The first one is like a sneak shot. The background is supposed to be a relatively high-end entertainment venue abroad. The protagonist is Mu Xi...and a man.

The light was very dim, and she could barely distinguish Mu Xi’s face. She was not wearing a revealing, well-regarded dress, but the clothes...not because of Chi Huan’s glaring eyes, but that it’s hard to be recognized by the famous brand. Worth tens of thousands.

She was sitting on the man's lap with her waist circled. It was obviously forced, because her little face was full of unwillingness, and her hand was still against the man's chest.

The man's face didn't look into the camera. He was wearing black trousers and a black shirt. The button on his chest was open, revealing a small piece of collarbone.

The second one was not taken, it should be a picture taken from a surveillance camera, it is--

Feng Xing raised his gun...killed a person.

Standing at a distance of four or five meters from him, a man about 30 years old, the bullet shot into his chest, blood dripping.

The third one is a photo of a hotel explosion...

Shot from a long distance, exploded twenty meters in front of the hotel, and shot in a black car...

The fourth picture is Mo Shiqian getting on the car...

If she didn't understand it wrong, the hotel Mo Shiqian stayed in... exploded.

Although he left first.

But Chi Huan still felt that the blood in his body was cold.

She thought he stayed in Mexico to find Muxi...

No wonder he didn't let her go...

Why? Didn't it mean that the human trafficker group was siege? Why would he still have such a dangerous thing...

Chi Huan was still in a daze, so the call came in.

There is no doubt that the one who called was the person who sent her the picture.

It's Lawrence.

She answered the phone.

Without waiting to speak there, she has already spoken out first, "Where is Muxi, Lawrence, if you care for a little bit of father-son love, if you have a little bit of gratitude to the Mu family for raising your son for you, take her Tell Mo Shiqian whereabouts!"

Mu Xi is so young, she is still a senior in high school, she is not even 18 years old.

She has a simple and upright temperament, carefree, she can't fall into...

Not possible.

Lawrence's old and strong voice smiled faintly, "It seems that the focus of your concern is wrong. Compared with Mu Xi, should you be more worried about Shi Qian? If he is not careful, he will die there."

Chi Huan's heart was caught, "What do you mean?"

"You don't see anyone trying to kill him?"

She calmly said, "He told me that the human trafficker group has been siege."

"Indeed, he did a beautiful job. He knew the peacekeepers, the Interpol, and even the FBI people in the United States, and he was able to contact and deploy in such a short period of time, which is more powerful than I thought."

Lawrence's unhurried tone still seemed to have some appreciation.

Chi Huan said coldly, "Are you trying to tell me that there is more than party revenge?"

"Have you seen the man who Feng Xing killed?"

Her heart tightened inexplicably, but her voice remained calm, "He killed someone, but the police won't let him go?"

"That man is the biggest drug lord in Mexico, Gal's nephew. It is said that he has countless women in his life, but he is unmarried and childless, so there is only one nephew..."

Lawrence smiled faintly, "Now that you have been killed by Feng Xing, you don't need to say what the result will be. You don't need to tell me-he has already let go. If he won't die in this life, he will definitely kill the enemy."

Chi Huan closed his eyes.

"Fengxing was also seriously injured by a shot during the encirclement and suppression operation. Shi Qian has been sent to a hospital in the United States... He also called Gail directly and asked him for revenge, so he was short-term. I won't go back to China, because once they come back...Gail's people will chase Lancheng, and you will be the only one who will be affected by that time. Of course he is reluctant.

For a long time, Chi Huan smiled faintly, "Every step of the way, I really have to boast, scheming."

When he sent the ink, Qian Qian went to jail, but no word appeared on the news. The reputation of Clod-Summer's heir should not be damaged.

He lets people fight Mo Shiqian, but he can't let him die and make him disabled, he can only get hurt.

Each knew that Lawrence was at a disadvantage, and he could not give Mo Shiqian a devastating blow, and they knew he could not.

"Is Muxi in your hands?"

"No, she did escape by herself."

Chi Huan sneered, "She is a little girl, no matter how good she is, how can she escape with a lot of people and guns?"

"I just gave her a little help appropriately. It's enough for a girl who is clever enough and has skill."

"Let Mo Shiqian be injured, Mu Xi was kidnapped, and she was deliberately let go, so that the traffickers could not hand over the people when they ransom them, so Feng Xing thought they had torn the ticket and killed people in a rage... In this way, Mo Shiqian is really in danger all the time. Only Clod-Summer can compete with that drug lord, right?"

She even thought of a ridiculous line--

This is not an exercise, this is actual combat.

Lawrence smiled faintly, "Miss Chi can think so clearly, she is a sensible person."

Chi Huan did not speak.

"He is my son. I can protect him today. When I die, Clod-Summer is someone else in charge, so he won’t have anything to do with him... Of course, if Miss Chi believes in his abilities, I believe that he will do anything. If I can survive a catastrophe, it's as if I just kindly told you his true situation today. I guess he didn't tell you anything."

"I know you are not kind, and I will not treat you as kind."

Chi Huan tilted her head and looked outside the window. There was nothing but her own shadow outline on the glass. She could hear her own voice in the quiet bedroom.

Quiet, indifferent, and lonely.

She said, "I promise you to break up with him."

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