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

After the nurse finished speaking, everyone carefully looked at Mo Shichen's face.

The suicide note is actually very short. With his normal reading speed, he can read it in about two seconds, but his line of sight has been stuck on it.

I don't know how long it was dead.

Mo Shichen finally lifted his gaze from the thin suicide note, and fell on them, "Where is the mobile phone he used to contact during his lifetime?"

"Yes, Mr. Li's relics have been sorted out by us."

His eyes fell on the nurse, his tone still could not hear the joy or anger, "Then, how did an old man who can't send text messages get the phone number of that Miss Wen?"

"This..." The nurse shook his head anxiously, "We don't know, you may have to ask the nephew who came to visit Mr. Li some time ago... It was after he came, that Mr. Li started to call Miss Wen. By phone."

Mo Shichen turned around, his handsome face gloomy, "Give me the phone, and wait for his daughter to collect the other relics."

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On the way to the airport, Mo Shichen received a call from Wen Yi.

After the phone was connected, both ends were silent for a while, or the man opened his mouth first, "Madam, do you want to tell me something?"

"Are you there yet?"

"Well, I have already met the hospital leaders."

Wen Yi hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "How did he... die?"

Mo Shichen was sitting in the back seat of the car, looking at the changing scenery outside the car window. With his other hand, he was playing with a very old-style old machine, his eyes were gloomy and complicated, and he uttered four words lightly. , "Jumping off the building, committing suicide."

Following that, there was still a spreading silence.

Wen Yi said in a low voice, "Do you need me to talk to Mo Shiqian again and let him send Li Qianrui back to Jiangcheng."

"No," his voice was low and gentle, "I will go to Lancheng now and see him in person."

Wen Yi sighed slowly.

He went in person, this should be expected, but she didn't expect it just now.

For Li Qianrui, this was a life and death event. This time, even if he turned his face with Mo Shiqian, he estimated that Li Qianrui would come back.

The call fell into silence that was stretched for another second.

It seems that there is no difference, his tone is still gentle and patient, but there must be some difference, even if they have not shown it, they all know each other well.

Mo Shichen was in the car while Wen Yi sat in a chair in the study.

She closed the curtains and the lights were not turned on. The light could still see the outline of every furnishing in the room, but it was very dim and dim enough to make people feel safe.

Her body was pressed against the soft revolving chair back, and her voice became quiet, "Why did he jump off the building?"

A few seconds later the man said, "Madam, if you don't like their family, don't care about their affairs, eh? I will take care of it."

"Some time ago, he made a lot of calls to me, but then I didn't answer it, and then blocked it."

He said flatly, "I know."

Wen Yi was not surprised, but he pulled his lips for no reason, and asked, "Why don't you ask me?"

Mo Shichen said faintly, "Ask you what?"

what.

Yeah, what can he ask her.

Asked her if Li Qianrui's father gave her a lot of phone calls?

He already knew.

Asked why she didn't tell him?

She seemed to have no reason to tell him.

Asked why she didn't answer Li Qianrui's father's call?

Obviously.

He can ask her questions, and he even knows the answers better than herself, so he has nothing to ask.

Wen Yi smiled silently, and then said, "Then I will ask you."

The man replied directly, "You can't be blamed for his death, nor was it caused by you. You don't have to think about it, madam."

"You have been avoiding to answer me directly, why did he commit suicide."

Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyelids. She insisted on asking, so he gave the answer, saying in a low voice, "He said in his suicide note that it was their father and daughter who were sorry for you these years, and it was his goddess who was not good. , I would like to apologize with death, and I hope you can forget the blame and let his daughter go."

Wen Yi did not speak.

He said in a low voice, "I have told him before that Qian Rui's kidnapping has nothing to do with you, but he has never believed in me...I didn't handle this matter well enough, so don't think too much about it, okay. ?"

After a long time, she still closed her eyes, "Yeah."

"Madam, it may take a while for me to deal with this matter. I can't go back temporarily, but I will call you when I have time." He spoke slowly, but spoke clearly, and paused slightly after saying this. After a pause, he continued, "You don't want to be alone, and don't get sulky with me, wait for me to come back, okay?"

Wen Ye finally nodded from here.

But after finishing the order, I remembered that it was on the phone and the man couldn't see it, so he said, "I see."

His tone eased a lot, "Goodbye."

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Although Mo Shichen went to Lancheng in person this time, it was basically a certainty, but Wen Yi still didn't want their brothers to really have any conflict, so half an hour after the call ended, he called Mo Shiqian. Simply tell him what happened, and then express his meaning.

Mo Shiqian did not give her a clear answer, only that he would figure it out.

When he was about to hang up the phone, Wen Yi stopped him abruptly, "Mo Shiqian."

"Ok?"

"Although I have known him for ten years, you seem to know him better than I do."

"Because feelings will affect your judgment, there are many visual blind spots."

After Wen Yi was silent for a while, he smiled softly, "Then do you think he blames me?"

"Does he blame you, don't you feel the clearest?"

"I don't know." Wen Chang leaned his head on the back of the chair and looked at the ceiling above his head. "He is always rational first. After calmly analyzing, he will conclude that Li Qianrui's father committed suicide was not caused by me. He can't blame me for his position and choice, because he has no reason to blame me."

"Oh, you still think he blames you."

"I'm afraid of him," she closed her eyes, remembering that both of their brothers had said that she was afraid of him, and now she really hit the nail on the head when she wanted to come. "He was too deep in his mind and he only showed me what he was willing to see. But what I think is very simple. He really wants to live with me for the rest of his life. I can accept it, and I am willing to spend time and effort to maintain this relationship. If he has a grudge or doesn’t like it, we can get together and get together. I will never entangle—"

Wen Yi smiled, "Before calling, I was thinking that no matter how Li Qianrui's father died, he should not blame me. If he loses his temper with me, I will not forgive him, but he said After I’m okay...I’m even more scared, afraid that he blames me in his heart, but still wants me."

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