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

Mo Shiqian glanced at her more, "Why is he chasing across oceans and states?"

For what?

Wen Yi narrowed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then replied, "Maybe you still like me a little bit."

The tone of her answer to this question seemed to be clear in her heart, and she casually chose one that she hadn't thought deeply, but thought it was probably the idea.

Mo Shiqian naturally didn't have much interest in discussing other people's feelings, so he didn't continue to talk about this question. The body in the office chair leaned back and looked at her, "So, what are your plans?"

After working together for many years, he understands her temperament to a certain extent, and waits for someone to arrange without any thoughts or plans. That is not Vice President Wen.

"I have a way to prevent him from harassing me, but... may have to harass President Mo, you and Miss Chi."

Behind the desk, the man looked at her faintly and expressionlessly.

Wen Yi pursed his lips, learned a little bit of the man's cheeky, and smiled calmly, "You and Miss Chi will take me in for a few nights... It is impossible for him to stay in Lancheng regardless of things in Paris."

"You threw all the luggage to him... was that idea?"

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Mo Shichen did not expect that with Wen Yi's temperament that even her family did not bother much, she would actually live in Mo Shiqian's house. What was more unexpected was that Mo Shiqian would actually agree to--

I don't remember who I heard before, that Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan don't plan to have children for the time being, because the separation time is too long, and there will be no more two-person world within a few years of having children.

Are you afraid that the two-person world will be disturbed now?

After receiving this news, he had no emotional fluctuations, and did not instruct the next step, just let the people who followed her continue to stare, hung up the phone and dialed Kangding's number.

"President."

Mo Shichen was still standing on the balcony outside the living room. In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the surface of the river, setting off his original cold expression with a soft illusion, "How did you check the matter?"

"President, I have found the people who worked under the chairman...because the previous chairman had a disagreement with the second son, and because of Miss Chi’s affairs, the second son was afraid that the second son would find them to settle accounts after the chairman passed away. All have left Paris, some have been transferred to other branches, and some have left the group."

Mo Shichen sneered, "Mo Shiqian didn't check it before?"

"It seems to have been checked, but without my hands, so I don't know the specifics."

The man’s hand wearing a luxury watch casually put his hand on the railing, and said lightly, “Tell them, I know some things, and I can block them for them. If I find out by myself, or wait for me to Qian found out what would happen to them...it's hard to say."

Kangding said quickly, "I understand the president."

"Time, I don't have so much time to stay here and delay."

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When the servant of Mo Shiqian's villa came to report to the owner that a guest came, Wen Yi just pulled the dining chair away, before he had time to sit down.

"Mr. Mo, there is a gentleman outside who claims to be your brother... visiting."

Mo Shiqian didn't raise his eyelids. He kept moving the chair beside his seat and pressed Chi Huan's shoulder to let her sit down. He replied faintly, "Please come in."

"Hey."

Wen Yi sat down with his eyelids drooping, his face unchanged.

Chi Huan didn't say a word, looked at the man beside him, and then at Wen Yi, who was indifferent to the opposite side. After sitting down, she scooped the soup while introducing the dishes on the table to Wen Yi with a sweet smile.

When Mo Shichen was led in by the servant, what he saw was a scene where the two women talked happily.

Mo Shichen met Chi Huan once when he was in Jiangcheng. He didn't have much impression. He only vaguely remembered that she was a beautiful, young-looking woman, and she seemed to be a star?

Seeing her at this time, there seems to be a difference or two in memory. It may be in my own home, so it is more casual. A black sweater with a hood, long hair tied with a loose ball, and a young face. A lot of age reduction, arrogant and lazy temperament, and a bit of a little woman's soft sweetness.

I can't tell that a man like Mo Shiqian who smiles coldly would like such a woman.

Mo Shiqian knew that he was coming. No matter how weak the relationship between them, he was not Mo Shichen as his elder brother, but even if it was just because of their respective positions in the group, he could not stop him from entering the door or ignore him. , So he did not sit down.

He looked at the suitcase in Mo Shichen's right hand and asked the flower in his left hand in a low voice, "If you don't mind us listening in, you can sit down and talk to her. If you mind, just Go to the living room and wait for her to finish dinner."

This she undoubtedly refers to Wen Yi.

"Ma'am," Mo Shichen's voice is low and gentle, "Although you can buy most of the things, I'll bring your suitcase here for convenience."

Wen Yi saw it, and to be precise, she heard it, because when the man came in, it was with the sound of the suitcase rolling.

She put down the soup spoon, got up and walked in front of him, reached out and took the suitcase from his hand, Duanmei's face was pale, "Thank you."

It’s not necessary to say thank you to her, after all, this man is still holding her ID.

Wen Yi glanced at the flower he was holding in his left hand. It was a lily. When he got closer, he could see the water droplets on the petals and the fresh fragrance in the air.

She was about to speak, ruthlessly rejecting his flowers, the man’s gentle and smiling voice rang above her head, "Miss Chi, this bouquet of lilies is for you."

Chi Huan was startled.

Mo Shiqian and Wen Yi looked at him at the same time.

Mo Shichen seemed to have not noticed their sight, and his handsome face still carried a light and candid smile, "I don't remember if I had dealt with you before, but it should be regarded as the first official visit. Others I think the second son will be unhappy if I give an expensive gift. I heard that you have suffered a lot of grievances for my brother. This bouquet of flowers, I wish you a hundred years."

What Wen Yi thought was—what could he also be called, officially visiting? Great Young Master Mo is not only cheeky in front of her.

Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes to look at him. He was keen, but how could he not hear that sentence-I heard that you have suffered a lot of grievances for my brother, and you are insinuating something to him.

In the end, Chi Huan took the lead in responding. She got up a few steps and walked to Mo Shichen, took the bunch of lilies with a smile, and looked at him with a bright smile, "Prince Mo can really talk... Have you had dinner, do you want to eat with us?"

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