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

When Wen Yi received the call from Ye Siran, he was already in Li Qianrui's ward.

She glanced at the caller ID, and answered without thinking, her voice was smiling, unusual, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

Ye Siran pinched his throat on the other end and whispered, "Mo Shichen knocked on the door just now. I don't know where he got the news."

"Where is this a lot."

"When he knocked on the door, I thought it was you, but he knew that you were not in the hotel... I don't know how he knew that you went to the hospital. Barley, he might be looking for you now."

Wen Yi squinted his eyes and smiled, "Okay, then I will wait, lest I have to take a taxi back later."

Ye Siran, "..."

After hanging up the phone, Aunt Wen put the phone in her bag, then raised her eyes, leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, lazily, her red lips pursed in a temperatureless arc, and she looked at her sitting in the hospital bed. The woman on the street, "Miss Li, come on, come to me and think about it."

Li Qianrui asked gently and softly, "Miss Wen, do you hate me?"

Wen Yi dropped his elbow on the armrest of the chair, supporting his head with his hands, "The word hate is too advanced. To you, nausea is more accurate."

Li Qianrui was embarrassed, but held back.

She bit her lip and said softly, "Can you tell me, what exactly did you use to make him change his mind within a month?"

Wen Ye's attitude was always contemptuous, and his tone of voice was casual, "I didn't do anything, and I don't know. Why does he want to pester me so hard, maybe it's because... got into bed?"

Li Qianrui looked at the words of the graceful and reserved woman in her impression of such "wandering corpses", she could not help widening her eyes, breathing quickly, her face was red and white, her fingers clenching the quilt tightly.

Go to bed...

They have...been in bed...

Li Qianrui clenched her teeth and said with a wry smile, "Miss Wen, you are really good at it, you deserve to be the vice president of Clod Summer."

Wen Yi raised his eyebrows, naturally he heard the subtext of her words.

She felt that she did everything possible to climb onto Mo Shichen's bed, using this as a ladder to occupy her man, a concept that she had taken her love by unscrupulous means.

Wen Yi didn't want to continue such a meaningless conversation. He lowered his head to play with his white and well-maintained fingers, and said with a smile, "You asked me to come over, do you want to listen to me and his **** scene?"

"Li Ru said, I can’t blame you for my dad’s death," Li Qianrui held the very old old machine tightly in her hand, "Miss Wen, I admit that I hid my selfishness. Maybe you think I love him. Falling in love with his money and status, but I know it myself that my biggest dream in this life is that he can live with me in the most ordinary life, I don’t want him to be the heir of a big family... …I hope he will always be my own Li Ru, but this is a dream in the end, and now, the dream is broken."

Wen Yihe closed her eyes, "Okay, do you think that your father is dead, your love is more tragic, more touching?" She opened her eyes, her eyes were as cold as a thin blade, and she mocked, "You If I want to move myself, I close the door and stay by myself. I don't feel anything other than nausea."

Li Qianrui lowered her head and closed her eyes forcefully, "I'm sorry, Miss Wen."

Wen Yiliang was cool and quiet, without making a sound.

"Actually, I always knew that I did this wrong, but I love him so much..." She held her face in her hands, tears overflowing from her fingers, and murmured softly, "I didn't expect...retribution. Coming so soon, my dad is so dragged by me... he doesn't want me anymore..."

Wen Yi still said nothing.

She really didn't know what the woman wanted to do when she called her over, but she was short of nothing and time, so she was not in a hurry.

She didn't say anything or talked.

"Miss Wen," it was Li Qianrui who finally spoke again. Her face lifted from the palm of her hand and stopped sobbing, "I am sorry for you... Now, I have lost my father, and you have regained your husband. It's a reward for good and evil, I invite you to come over, first, I want to say sorry to you face to face, and second, I want to tell you...I won't disturb Li Ru again, and I won't disturb your husband and wife again."

Wen Yi's dark eyes narrowed for a few minutes, "Don't you blame me for ignoring your dad and making him think about it?"

"I killed him. If I didn't expect someone who would never belong to me at first, nothing would happen."

This is the last sentence of Li Qianrui.

She didn't say anything, didn't look at Wen Yi, just turned her head and looked out the window blankly, lost in her soul.

Wen Yi did not express any attitude towards this either, she stood up with her bag and walked out the door.

Li Qianrui sat quietly like a dead tree, like a person who was completely dead.

Wen Yi opened the door of the ward, raised her foot and walked out. When she turned to take the door, she stopped. She looked up at the man standing by the wall. After a few seconds, she still continued the movement in her hand. Close the door.

She tilted her head, "How can the old man learn to eavesdrop now?"

"You are talking, I can't bother you," he looked down at her, his handsome face was gentle, his thin lips held a small smile, "but you have me in your conversation, and my wife's curiosity, I also have it."

"Do you have any feelings?"

"No," he paused for a few seconds, followed by a low smile, "I heard, you saw me and her at the airport?"

Wen Yi nodded.

"She hugged me, are you angry?"

She smiled slightly, "A maggot appeared in my white rice."

The man said, "Fortunately it is not half."

Wen Yi stared at him quietly for a moment, thinking about the second half of the picture of the maggot, with a smiling face, "Then I would rather see you hug."

"There was no kiss, no hug, and it was she who hugged me, and I pulled away."

"That's really a coincidence, I only saw Prince Mo visit the airport in person, and then perform a touching reunion and hug scene."

"You should stand a little longer and see the end."

Wen Yi stared at him silently for a while, then put away the social smile on his face, and walked past him.

After two steps, he was pulled back into his arms by the man. No matter what occasion he was, he tightly circled her waist and lowered his head to her ear, "Madam, can you not do this? Tsundere, chasing me to Jiangcheng, are you here to give me a look?"

"Who came after you?"

"Yes, yes, you are on vacation with your sister-in-law," Mo Shichen coaxed her in a low voice, but his arms kept her body in his arms, and kissed her hair and ears. "Your sister-in-law looks like she is ready to go to bed, are you sleepy? Or should I send you back to the hotel to sleep for dinner?"

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