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

This woman is really calm and gnashing.

He stood in silence for a long time, then turned around, and dropped two words faintly, "Go home."

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After eating breakfast at 8 o'clock in the morning the next morning, Wen Zhang held his mobile phone to ponder for a while, then turned out Shen Yu's number and dialed it.

Shen Yu quickly answered, "Is something wrong with me?"

"Well... I want you to ask me something."

"The woman thing?"

"Yes, she seems to have been found, I just want to know... what happened to her when she was found."

Shen Yu was quiet for a moment, and asked, "Why don't you ask Young Master Mo directly?"

"He... doesn't want to be specific, and I don't want to ask more."

"Okay, I'll call and ask my buddy, and I'll get back to you later."

"Okay, I will trouble you."

Shen Yu whispered a few seconds later, "There is nothing to say about this trivial matter."

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Shen Yu's call was answered quickly. He came back in less than ten minutes. She was taken aback when she saw it, and then quickly answered, "How fast?"

He said lightly, "If you know someone, just make a phone call."

"how about it?"

"You need to ask Mr. Mo or the hospital for the specific situation. According to the situation on the spot when she was found, she should be... sexually assaulted and tortured. The policemen who had contacted her thought that her mental state was not very good. It may be a shock, and the doctor can only assess the extent of it."

Wen Yi did not speak for a long time, she sighed for a long time, unable to tell what she was feeling in her heart, and said lowly after a long time, "I was still thinking...this is the worst situation. I didn't expect it to be true. The worst situation."

There was a helpless smile in her voice, and there was an indescribable mockery or two, not knowing whether she was mocking herself or someone else.

"This woman... is it important to him?"

Wen Yi closed his eyes and sighed, "He has to know how important it is."

"What about you, what do you think... Mind her existence?"

"Don't count, after all, she has existed a long time ago, and I chose to be with him again."

"Then you think this incident...will affect your relationship?"

"When two people are together, what I'm afraid of is not friction and noise. The most feared thing is that there is a thorn sticking there. I usually can't see it, but it will never disappear. I will jump out and pierce you from time to time."

"Barley."

"Ok?"

"Compared with ten years ago, you are much more mature and rational, and you don't even look like a person anymore."

Wen Yi smiled, "I'm a little scared too, right?"

"Mature and rational people think a lot, and worry a lot...maybe all."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yi threw the phone on the desk.

Is it all so?

She suddenly thought of Mo Shichen again. That man was also very rational, even since she first knew him, but he never seemed to be intimidated.

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In the evening, Mo Shichen came to pick her up, but did not come for dinner like before. He arrived at close to 7 o’clock after dinner. When Wen Yi went down carrying the suitcase, he was in the living room explaining to Wen’s mother that there was no last night. Something coming.

Seeing her going downstairs with the suitcase, her eyes narrowed, and her long legs walked towards her immediately, took the suitcase in her hand, and took her with the other hand.

When Wen Yi didn't go to work, she wore a more homely style. In cold weather, she wore a long sweater with a little thickness. The color was lighter, which looked warm and comfortable on her body.

She decided to go back, so the Wen family naturally didn't say much.

When getting in the car, Wen Yi stood by and watched the man put the suitcase in the trunk, then walked to the front passenger's door and opened the door for her.

She looked at his face, her eyes turned away, and landed on his hand on the door of the car.

On the ring finger of the left hand, there is a ring.

She flirted with the hair that was blown to her face by the cold outdoor wind, and smiled at him with her face up. "You really know what you can do to move me."

Mo Shichen was much taller than her, his half-bright and half-dark handsome face laughed after hearing this sentence. It was obviously not a sincere smile, it was all a sincere mockery. I didn’t think I moved you."

Wen Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at him in confusion, waiting for the following posture.

Mo Shichen re-closed the car door he had just opened. With the other hand, he pinched her waist and brought her back, pressing directly on the car body and imprisoning her in his arms. It was purely masculine. His low and rough voice pressed towards her together, "Wen Yi, don't you care about me at all, huh?"

She raised her face, her expression even more confused.

This man... is losing his temper?

No, she didn't mean to lose her temper yet, what is his temper with her here?

Mo Shichen couldn't hold back her finger and pinched her jaw, "I have been chasing you and coaxing you for more than three months. I heard Su Ma said that you call her from time to time to ask how the dog you raised is doing. , How do I feel that if we divide, you will not be as sad as that dog is lost, eh?"

Wen Yi twitched his lips, "Then you are too arrogant, Young Master Mo, you are in my heart, of course more important than dogs."

He didn't speak, his hands became harder.

Her jaw hurt a little and she had to frown, "What is your temper?"

What is your temper?

The force in Mo Shichen's hand was loosened, and his eyes were dull and complicated. He didn't know why he started seeing her...No, it was from last night that there seemed to be flames burning in his heart. It made him feel unspeakable and uncontrollable.

He lowered his eyes and said, "I have invited you for a week, please don't you go home like a great god, why didn't I speak today, you just carried your suitcase down?"

He actually didn't expect that he could pick her up today, and he was even ready for her to lose her temper or be more indifferent because of his missed appointment last night.

But no.

Before he went up, the servant went upstairs and told her, and she packed her luggage and came down.

He also didn't even know why she was finally willing to go back with him, and with a docile attitude, he felt more irritable than he could not meet people a few days ago.

Is it because of loss of control, or because of—

He suddenly didn't know what the woman was thinking.

Even if he was dissatisfied that she left him cold for a quarrel for so long, it was not important. Since he accused her first, he was willing to coax her patiently.

Wen Yi smiled and said lightly, "Why, I'll go back with you... Isn't it your true intentions?"

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