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

Mo Shichen got angry directly, his voice was extremely cold, "You don't know who she is, won't you call me directly?"

My girlfriend’s husband had a few dealings with him. This man came quickly to be gentle and polite. When his anger was rarely so exposed, he was a little bit ridiculous at the moment, but he could only bite the bullet and explain, “At that time, you The wife was not too drunk and delirious, she herself said that her friend would send it...I can't interfere too much."

Mo Shichen knew that it was meaningless to entangle this question, so he suppressed his temper and asked, "Which friend of hers knows who it is?"

"I don't know, but I heard your wife call him by his name... like... Shen Yu?"

Hearing this name, Mo Shichen's gloomy expression instantly turned ugly.

Just met, just a fart.

He didn't want to say a word of nonsense, he directly cut off the phone, and then he was about to call Shen Yu. However, he remembered when he slipped the address book with his fingers. He did not have Shen Yu's contact information.

I want to make a call to ask, but if I want to get the results the fastest, I can only call people from the Wen family, but because of Ye Siran's stuff...

He closed his eyes, searched in his mind, and suddenly remembered that he had deleted the number of Shen Yu in Wen Yi's phone. There was no remark at that time, so what was displayed was a row of numbers. He glanced at it.

How much is it?

He recalled the scene at that time, as if the memory reappeared before his eyes, and even the mobile phone screen he held in his hand became clear.

Point your finger one by one.

The phone dialed and was picked up ten seconds later. Obviously the person over there didn't have any remarks. The low voice was very calm, "Hello, who?"

Mo Shichen raised his eyes, looked far ahead through the glass in the front of the car, his eyes were dark, "Mr. Shen?"

A brief silence.

Shen Yu seemed to be smiling on the other end, "It's Prince Mo."

"it's me."

"Master Mo is looking for something to do with me?"

Something?

Mo Shichen's eyes and eyebrows were mocked, and he asked with a calm smile, "I heard my wife's best friend's husband say that Mr. Shen met them at the bar and automatically asked Ying to send my wife home... Excuse me, Mr. Shen , Which home did you send her back to?"

When he asked this question, he actually had the answer in his heart. If Shen Yu didn’t want to send Wen Yi back to her and his house, he would probably be sent back to Wen’s house. That’s fine. It’s just that if he picks up people, it’s a little bit. Tricky.

But Shen Yu smiled faintly, and replied, "Yie'er said she didn't want to go home, so I didn't send her back."

He was an understatement, but the tone fell in Mo Shichen's ears, which was a deliberate provocation. He sneered heavily, and when he spoke again, his tone turned into a soft smile, "Oh? You won't give her away." Go home, is it possible to bring it back to your own home?"

"She wants to agree, and I am willing."

Mo Shichen sneered directly this time, "She is a married man, Young Master Shen, if you take her home, is she bright on her face, or does your face look good?"

Shen Yusi didn't care, "Don't you say I don't, who knows, anyway, there is no reason for Prince Mo to promote this kind of thing that makes his head shine. We are very low-key, not like you, Prince Mo. The city was full of troubles, and the media was almost able to publish a whole page of lace, so that the world would know."

Mo Shichen's hand was placed on the steering wheel casually. Starting from the green light, his fingers suddenly held the steering wheel. When he finished speaking, his knuckles had rattled, and it was more visually obvious. It was whitening in bursts, and two words popped from the throat bone, "Shen, heal."

"If Mr. Mo has nothing else to do, I'll hang up first—"

"Dudu..."

Shen Yu didn't give Mo Shichen a chance to reply at all, and immediately interrupted the conversation after he finished speaking.

When he was so angry, Shichen almost squeezed the phone in his hand into a distortion. He closed his eyes and took a few minutes to calm his emotionally disturbed breathing evenly. Then he held the phone and dialed again.

After only a few sounds, it was directly cut off.

Mo Shichen looked at the phone screen blankly.

He hasn't been so angry for a long, long time.

He closed his eyes and sat in the car for about five minutes before he opened his eyes and dialed Kangding, coldly instructing, "Three minutes, I want to know the address of Shen Yu's house."

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Forty minutes later, Mo Shichen's car stopped outside the Shen's villa.

He got out of the car and rang the doorbell, and the servant of the Shen family looked at him curiously, "Sir, who do you call?"

The man wore a slim black long coat, which made him look like jade, and his handsome face was very gentle. At first glance, he looked particularly handsome, "I'm looking for your Master Shen, is he there?"

The servant nodded, "Yes."

He laughed a little, "Can you take me in?"

The servant looked at him up and down, and nodded despite hesitation, "Please come in."

Mo Shichen was led all the way into the lobby of the Shen's villa by the servant, but Shen Yu was not there. The Shen family's parents who were greeted by the shocked look at each other, "Mo...Grandpa?"

Mo Shichen nodded slightly and greeted politely, "Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen."

The servant explained, "This gentleman said... come to our young master, and I will bring him in."

The main reason is that Mo Shichen, who knows whether he is rich or noble at a glance.

Mrs. Shen ordered the servants to make tea to welcome the guests. After taking a look at her old man, she looked at the man again and asked inexplicably, "Mr. Mo came to see us so late to heal, why?"

Mo Shichen smiled faintly, but this Dan Li was bitter, "I heard that Shao Shen ran into my wife tonight and was drunk. He said that he was going to take her home, but he brought her to his home."

"This..." Mother Shen frowned, but still said, "I saw when Yu'er came back just now. He came back alone and didn't bring Yier... Did he send Yier home? , But Master Mo, you are outside, so you missed it, don't you know?"

Mo Shichen lowered his brows, and then called the manor in front of Shen's father and mother, and asked, "Mother Su, is your wife home?"

"There is no prince."

"okay, I get it."

After saying a word, he cut off the call, then raised his head to look at them again, "My wife's friend said it was the person who took over from Shao Shen. An hour ago, Shao Shen did not deny it on the phone..."

Mo Shichen smiled and was polite, but he didn't leave much room for what he said, "Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen, no matter how good the relationship between the two elders and my wife’s parents is, it doesn’t matter what kind of friendship Shen Shao himself has with my wife. Men and widows, especially when they are drunk, it is not too appropriate for Shao Shen to deal with this. What do you think?"

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