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

"Come in."

Mo Shichen opened the door and walked in.

She sat in a big chair, looked up at him, and asked whether it was out of concern or politeness, "Is there any progress?"

He was standing in front of her desk, his gloomy eyes staring at her face for an instant, and the tone of his mouth was very light, even as if carelessly, "She sent me a video."

Wen Yi asked subconsciously, "What?"

"A **** scene."

She frowned, but did not speak.

He looked down at her, "Madam, is Vicki really hating you so deeply?"

"I don't know too," Wen Yi said, "Everyone's brain circuits are different. Vicky originally thinks differently from most people. She really hated me back then, and... "

She paused briefly, and then continued, "After she and I were enmity, I have indeed used the advantage of identity to suppress their family's business and development over the years. Although it can't be talked about deliberately finding fault, as long as I hit mine In my hand, I will make their home dirty."

The corners of Mo Shichen's lips curled slightly, "I can't tell, my wife is still such a must-have personality."

Wen Yi smiled, "Otherwise, does Master Mo think I am gentle and kind?"

He stared at her with deep eyes, "What does the wife think about Vicki's kidnapping of Li Qianrui this time?"

"In order to give out the so-called nasty anger, and to do something thankless, she is not like this on the first day, and I am not surprised that the ignorant are fearless."

Mo Shichen stood upright. He started to learn the manners of aristocrats since he was learning to walk. He wore a dark blue suit with no buttons or tie, and a white shirt inside. He was handsome and expensive.

He said in a low voice, "I have never felt shameful or disgusted by women's scheming and methods. This world should have its own ability, but..." He looked into her eyes as if to look into her. The deepest part of the body, "First, who wants to play scheming and tricks with me, don’t cry for me if you lose. Second, as a woman, you should know better that some injuries are the most deadly and unbearable to women. Want to trample and hurt others-like Vicki made these tricks, I will return it to her in the same way."

Wen Yi looked at him without saying a word, pursing his pale lips, and silently stared at him.

Finally, he said faintly, "I am a person, the bottom line is indeed not too high, but there is still one that has come to my line... I don't even know, I will do something to her."

Even if Wen Yi's study is unoccupied for a long time, Wen's mother will let the servants clean it on time, so it is clean, but it is too quiet and cold, and lacks popularity. Even if there are two people in it, it is still extremely quiet. .

It was so quiet as to hear the needle falling in the heart.

After a long time, Wen Yi lifted his lips, "Prince Mo deserves to be the quasi-heir cultivated by the Lawrence family since he was a child, and a faithful follower of the Law of the Jungle."

Mo Shichen looked at her and said nothing.

"You are so busy and you come to me. You shouldn't specifically say these things, right?"

The corner of his lips twitched, "Madam should have guessed it."

Wen Yi held his forehead, smiled, and said softly, "Vickie thinks I robbed her of her place, and wants to see me become a wealthy abandoned woman, and divorce with you becomes a joke, otherwise she will ruin Miss Li. ... Are you here to find me for a divorce?"

Mo Shichen looked at her, "How does it feel?"

She didn't think much about her answer, "To be honest, a little sad, but more happy."

His tone was unclear, covered in a faint smile, "Is it really sad?"

She smiled frankly, "Of course, after a couple, you entangled me for so long. In the end, you gave up this marriage for another woman. Although it is what I want, it is inevitable that there will be a little intentional difficulty, woman Well, thoughts and feelings are always so complicated."

"My wife can still be sad, which makes me feel very relieved."

"Miss Li is more important."

"If I divorce you, will there be no chance of getting married again?"

She spoke clearly, "Yes."

"But in this world, there should only be things I don't want, there should be no women I don't want."

"The world is impermanent, otherwise the eldest son will not have a plane crash. Five years is more important than a woman."

Mo Shichen stared at her deeply and long, spit out a low voice, "I will make everyone involved in this matter pay the price."

She pulled her lips. "I know."

"Let's go," the man's tone was flat, as if all his emotions had been taken away. "My wife wants to get a divorce so, she should have prepared a divorce agreement long ago, and sign as you wish."

Wen Yi's eyes moved and her pupils shrank. Even after listening to him personally, she still felt weird and untrue, and opened her mouth, "You agree?"

"Ok."

"We divorced?"

"as you wish."

"Go through the formalities now?"

He said indifferently, "Isn't it changing a man in an hour? Although one more and one less, it doesn't make a big difference to me, but if the result is the same, one less is one."

Wen Yi got up from the chair, the sudden result made her think that she couldn't turn her mind for a while, "Aren't you afraid of divorcing me, does Vicky regret it?"

"I don't know if I will regret it, regret is inevitable."

Wen Yi looked at him steadily, the man's handsome face was covered by a thick mist, his facial features were clear, but his expression was vague except for his indifferent expression. Seeing her dazed, the thin **** lips set off an arc of temptation. Madam can't bear it?" He said lowly, "If you can't bear it, we won't leave."

She raised her head subconsciously and hurriedly said, "I'll change my clothes."

After that, he stepped out of the desk and ran directly outside.

Mo Shichen turned his head to the side, looking at her "impatient" back. All the contours including the jaw line were all tightened to the extreme, so cold that they could condense icy hoarfrost, falling on her side. The hands are clenched into fists, the joints are white, and a low and clear sound of bones makes a sound.

He closed his eyes and put away the cold and stern bird of prey rolling under his eyes.

Wen Yi quickly changed her clothes. She wiped her hair with only a towel without blowing her hair. The clothes were just put together. Compared with her usual exquisiteness and elegance, she looked extraordinarily casual.

He glanced at her semi-damp hair without reminding him, only a slight arc of mockery.

When the two went downstairs to the parking lot, they met Wen Hanye who had come back from outside.

When Wen Hanye saw Mo Shichen, his eyes flashed in surprise, but his expression was not obvious. He just asked Wen Yi calmly, "Yi Er, just came back, where are you going to go?"

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