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

Wen Zhang lowered her eyebrows. It was just after the evening sun had set, the afterglow had already faded, and the lights hadn't been turned on yet, and the study room was enveloped by the faint blue darkness, which was just enough for her to hide the expression in her eyes.

After a few seconds, she looked up at him and smiled softly, "Will you let me separate from you?"

Mo Shichen stretched over, gently squeezed her chin with his fingers, and whispered word by word, "Madam, you know it."

This time, her eyes were not evasive, and she returned with a faint smile, "Then let's do our best."

…………

Mo Shichen still went to work at the company the next morning as usual, and he couldn't keep Wen Ye's tears all day long.

He slept in the master bedroom, and she slept in the second bedroom. She didn’t sleep in one room. At night, in her own enclosed space, Wen Yi automatically avoided all the possibilities of meeting Mo Shichen during the day. Before he left the manor, she even The door of the second bedroom never came out.

Mo Shichen knew that Wen Yi's determination this time was firm enough, and he was also prepared for a long time. He firmly believed that Wen Yi would not ignore Wen's rash actions, and this was enough to trap her in this marriage.

As for feelings, he has never been afraid of the future.

However, he had anticipated the countless reactions Wen Yi would have, but he really hadn’t thought that she could pay such a high price to divorce this marriage——

At ten o'clock in the morning, Su's mother called him in a panic, "Grandpa, grandpa, wife, she left with the suitcase."

go away?

Mo Shichen paused when he casually played with the signature pen, "Luggage?"

Is she going to go far again?

Go to Australia or travel around the world?

Mother Su was anxious, but she was more worried and fearful. "I asked her how long it would take her to come back... she said..."

"Say what."

"The wife said, I might not see the day she came back."

Rao Shichen did not panic when he first heard this, but when he heard these words, his heart sank, and he always felt that he had missed something. After a few seconds of silence, he said lightly, "I I see, I'll call her."

After hanging up the phone number of Su’s mother, he directly dialed Wen Yi. He originally thought she would not answer, but she answered in less than ten seconds, but after the call was connected, she did not speak actively and could only Hear her extremely shallow breathing.

He said first, calling her, "Mrs."

Her voice was light and fluttering, "Huh?"

"Where are you going?"

"Go to a place where you can't get me back."

"heaven and hell?"

Wen Yi smiled, "You are so mad and annoying, Master Mo."

"Where to go?"

"I'm not happy to tell you."

He calmly said, "I will know sooner or later."

"Then wait sooner or later."

"You must fight me to the end?"

There was an inexplicable secret in her voice, as if she was sighing, "I have worked hard to climb up these years, not because I don’t even have the most basic power to choose. You should know this feeling best. It seems to you, as the president of Clod-Summer, you have to get what others can get, and you have to get what others can't get, the same."

Mo Shichen sat in the office, the air pressure in the entire space seemed to be lowered by him, and the corners of his lips raised a temperatureless smile, "It seems that you are sure that you are here this time, and I can't catch you back."

She uttered three words clearly, "Yes, goodbye."

After speaking, she hung up the phone and turned off the phone neatly. For more than ten hours after that, her phone could not be connected again.

…………

Mo Shichen never thought about sending someone to stare at Wen Yi, or asking her bodyguards to restrict her freedom of movement. For one thing, it didn’t work for her. Half of the men’s toughness in her bones would only produce a rebound effect. This is not what he wants, what he wants is she willingly—

Volunteering for any reason and reason is fine, living in the manor and staying in this marriage.

He couldn't tell the reason why he had to be so sleepy with her, he had never thought not to do it.

Ten minutes later, Kangding passed the result back, Wen Yi is now on his way to the airport.

Mo Shichen was not surprised by this answer, "Where is she going to fly?"

"It's... Lancheng."

Lancheng?

The man's thin lips swept across a light and cold arc, and asked Kang Ding who was reporting in front of him, "How far is Mo Shiqian's personal relationship with her?"

Kangding thought for a while and replied, "It's not bad, because they usually have a lot of work contacts, and when the second son of Mo first came to Paris, his wife helped him a lot, and it was a little affectionate."

He twirled his signature pen with his fingers, "Oh? This friendship is enough to make Mo Shiqian interfere in the affairs of his husband and wife, and even tear me apart?"

"This...President, you may have a clearer understanding if you talk to Second Young Master Mo directly."

Mo Shichen stared at the signature pen for a while, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Mo Shiqian's number, while whispering, "You go out first."

"Ok."

As soon as Kang Ding brought the door, Mo Shiqian at the end of the phone had already answered the phone.

Mo Shiqian seemed to have expected that he would call him. Before he could say anything, he fell off and said indifferently, "It just so happened that I was thinking about when to look for you. Since you are looking for me, it just happens— —"

He paused, and the speed of his speech became slow and clear, "You can stop the cooperation projects between Wen's company and Clod-Summer. In these projects, you want to cause them any damage, and you can do whatever you want. I am happy, but you must not interfere with the cooperation between the Wen family and other group companies, especially when it comes to the safety and reputation of all her family members, and there must be no harm."

Mo Shichen was not angry, but he was funny, and then squinted his eyes and sneered, "You guys, if Wen Yi is not my woman, I can really do it, she is your woman."

"You really need to reflect on how you failed as a man."

"My dear brother, according to my understanding, you are not so helpful and nosy temperament. Is it worth it for a departed Vice President Wen to have a stalemate with me, the president?"

Mo Shiqian smiled faintly, "It's really not worth it for a resigned Vice President Wen."

Mo Shichen's eyes narrowed and narrowed, "What do you mean?"

"She retired in order to carry the whole family in your hands and sold her to me," Mo Shiqian's always temperatureless voice sounded in a quiet, calm voice. "When she was in Paris, she did five things under my hand. After the plane landed, Vice President Wen, she would come directly to my office to sign the contract and continue to be my Vice President Wen for five years."

Mo Shichen's dark eyes suddenly shrunk, his face changed directly, and his voice went dumb with it, "She is going to stay in Lancheng for five years?"

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