Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chu Xi was saddened by what he said, and said sullenly, "I don't want him to want it."

Fengxing, "..."

There was a cold sneer on his lips, "I don't want a divorced woman, understand?"

She stared blankly at him, lowered her head and said, "You...dislike me...divorced?"

Feng Xing pulled his coat back from her hand, and said indifferently, "Go find someone who doesn't dislike you for being divorced."

After speaking, he bent down and got into the car, and closed the door firmly.

The woman's hand reached out to stop the moment the car door closed, because of too much inertia, it directly squeezed her fingers heavily, even though Chu Xi was not pampered, even pain-resistant, she still screamed in pain One sound.

Feng Xing didn't expect her to come like this, glanced at her fingers, then at her slender eyebrows furrowed in pain, the black eyebrows were still furrowed, but his face was still indifferent.

Chu Xi's skin is very fair, so a little injury will be obvious.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she looked at her fingers silently, and then stretched them out to him, "I'm... hurt."

Dark bruising, very obvious.

Feng Xing glanced at it and said indifferently, "You asked for it."

"You're going to take me to the hospital."

"No."

She whispered, "Just take a short walk."

The man was indifferent, "It's not going well."

She looked blank, "You...hate me?"

"Can't you see?"

She was wronged and stubborn, "But you said that you will always like me."

Her voice is like an autumn stream, with a refreshing coolness, but soft.

"I also said that I don't want women who have been used by others."

Her face turned pale, her head lowered even lower, and her hands were still slowly retracted, and she took two steps back to make way for the road.

Feng Xing looked up at her.

Although her body is not cheap, but compared with the cold and expensive, and the sky-high price of Chi Huan's meticulous work, there is no trace of a rich and famous lady, like pearls and jades covered in dust.

It looks like a "jelly" with a drooping head.

A few seconds later, he retracted his gaze, raised his hand to close the car door, started the engine with a blank expression, and left.

…………

The car stopped on the parking lot of the villa.

Mo Shiqian got out of the car first, went around the front of the car and reached out to open the co-pilot's door, looked down at the woman sitting, "Get out of the car."

Naturally, the light in the parking lot was not as bright as in the room, and it was even more semi-dark when it fell on the man's body. There was a more mysterious illusion in a trance.

Chi Huan looked at him and reached out to him.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I don't want to walk by myself, it's tiring to wear high heels."

She just opened her eyes and said nonsense, she has already mastered high-heeled shoes, not to mention that she didn't walk much today.

Mo Shiqian only thought of her as being coquettish, or, originally, it was considered as being coquettish.

He smiled a little, bowed his head and hugged her out.

Chi Huan circled his neck, looked at his handsome face, "You made such a fuss just now, everyone knows that we are together."

He said lightly, "Well, let me see who is not afraid of death and dares to give you roses."

"Mo Shiqian."

"Um?"

"Are you just looking for an excuse to let Fengxing escort me there, or were you really planning to ask me to make a movie?"

The man smiled lightly, "I let you go just to let Fengxing go, but I was going to let you make a movie before, and I am also your investor."

She pursed her lips, "Then why have you never told me?"

"It's in preparation, and your hands haven't been raised yet."

She blinked, "What are you going to ask me to shoot?"

"Jiang Song."

"He, is he looking for you or are you looking for him?"

She knows about Jiang Song. He is not as famous as Zhang Yan, a first-class director, but he is also a director with a very personal style among the younger generation of directors. He is unique, but his films are basically non-mainstream commercial films. Talent also has a reputation, and even won several awards abroad, but still can't guarantee the box office.

If it was when she was the most popular and the mayor's daughter, she would be quite willing to cooperate with Director Jiang - because the movie itself was of high quality, and at that time, she didn't think too much about box office, income, just shoot if she liked up.

Mo Shiqian simply explained a few words, "He approached Tang Corporation to invest in his new movie, but because of the type and subject matter he was rejected, he came to me after a while," he said flatly, "I thought you were willing to cooperate with him."

?Actually, it wasn't that he thought she would, it was that she had seen Jiang Song's movie and casually mentioned it.

Chi Huan pouted slightly, "I am willing, but I am short of money now, and my image is not good now, and it will affect the box office of other people's movies."

But Zhang Yan was different. With his status, especially with Pei Yi's words, she was not enough to shake them.

"Are you short of money?"

"Of course I'm short of money."

"Where are you short of money? I'm not rich enough?"

Chi Huan looked at his handsome face close at hand, his expression was very calm, as if he had asked a very common question.

Her heart beat violently, but her face remained normal, she just muttered, "Your money is your money, and I'm not your wife."

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, and she seemed to be implying something when she said it.

Sure enough, the man stopped and stopped on the stairs leading to the living room on the second floor.

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, "If marriage can give you a sense of security, then let's get married, huh?"

"What... what?"

"Marry me, we'll get married."

His voice was low and deep, and it was no different from his usual speech, but Chi Huan was completely stunned, and it took him a long time to confirm... He was seriously telling her about marriage.

Although a man like Mo Shiqian said the word "marriage" from his mouth, it must be serious.

"no, do not want."

She refused almost without thinking, which made Mo Shiqian frowned immediately, and his voice became a little deeper, "You don't want to marry me?"

This is... a question of willing or not? ?And the relationship between them...has reached the stage of whether they are willing to marry or not?

What's more...why must she be willing to marry him?

Her few seconds of silence made Mo Shiqian even more displeased, coupled with her indifference these two days, even in bed, she still had an attitude of being at her mercy, but too lazy to talk to him.

He especially didn't like her lazy and contemptuous attitude towards him, she seemed to be obedient, but she was actually very distant.

The man's voice became tense, and his handsome face was a little dark, "Chi Huan, when you were with me, were you still thinking about other men? Mo Xigu, the man who gave you roses ?”

The living room was brightly lit, and she could clearly see the expression on his face.

At the hotel dinner just now, not to mention that the group of people were afraid of him, even she thought he was deep and terrifying, but now the anger in his brows and eyes had begun to appear, but she didn't feel afraid at all.

Instead, he smiled softly, "If so?"