Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

"You can wear makeup, my parents are not as backward as you think."

Chi Huan looked at him, "...but I've melted."

Because she was meeting an elder, she put on a cute and pure nude makeup.

Mo Shiqian, "..."

She blinked, "Do you think it's similar to my usual no-makeup look?"

When going on camera, she needs a little heavy makeup, but usually as soon as she gets home, she immediately removes her makeup and changes clothes to wear flat shoes.

"Um."

She said proudly, "I am indeed an invincible beauty without makeup."

Mo Shiqian, "..."

Seeing the little girl's self-satisfied look, a thin warm smile appeared between her brows and eyes, and without urging her, she quietly stood at the door and watched her pick and choose.

Chi Huan took two scarves and asked him, "Does the black one look better, or the red one?"

"They all look good."

She pouted, "perfunctory."

The man smiled lightly, "Is the truth perfunctory?"

He really thought they were all pretty. When he saw her for the first time, his impression was that she was a beautiful little girl. Although this beauty was not enough to attract him, it would not affect his objective judgment.

What's more, he looked at his own woman, how satisfied he was, how good-looking he was.

When others praised her for being beautiful, she would probably sneer at her, and at most would smile lightly back. When Mo Shiqian praised her, her eyebrows and eyes were crescent-shaped, "Then which one do you think looks better?"

He thought for a while, raised his chin slightly, and replied in a low voice, "Red."

Red is more suitable for her, it contrasts with snowy skin, bright and moving.

Chi Huan put the black scarf back and wrapped the red one around his neck. After putting it on, he tidied it up in front of the mirror, and then walked towards him with a bright smile, "Let's go."

…………

Licheng is an old city with a long history.

The scenery was picturesque, and as soon as Chi Huan came out of the airport, he felt that the air was exceptionally fresh, but the airport was far away from the main city, and the traffic was not particularly convenient.

Mo Shiqian was wearing a long black trench coat. He was as tall as jade, standing tall and cold, holding a 28-inch Wanroller suitcase with one hand, and a woman with the other.

Chi Huan tilted his head and asked the man who led him, curiously, "Did you grow up here?"

He looked down at her, with a slight smile on his lips, "I came here at the age of seven, and went to study outside at the age of sixteen."

Let's study while being a bastard...

However, she blinked, "Seven years old? Did you move here?"

Generally speaking, people will choose to move to a more prosperous place. Licheng is beautiful, but there is no room for personal development. It is more suitable for... retirement or seclusion.

The man's tone was always very light, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "When I was six years old, my mother met my father. After my father retired from the army, he took me back to his hometown."

My mother met my father when I was six years old...

Well, that's the stepfather.

She looked up at his indifferent side face, held the man's hand with her fingers, and said in a soft voice, "Single mothers are very hard, and your mother is lucky to meet your father."

Mo Shiqian looked down at her, and the curve of his lips was stained with a little bit of indistinct mockery, "Yes, because of me, the troublesome existence, her boyfriend's parents, who have been in love since freshman year, dislike her , forcing them to break up."

ah?

What's wrong.

Chi Huan slowed down, lowered his head to sort out his thoughts...

His mother knew his stepfather when he was six years old, but his mother had a boyfriend in freshman year... Then when did his mother and his biological father meet?

Never gave birth to him before college...

That's not right either.

She raised her head and looked at him ignorantly and carefully, "Your mother... how old were you when you were born?"

Mo Shiqian said indifferently, "My biological mother gave birth to me at the age of twenty-one, and passed away when I was four years old. After she passed away, because there were no other elders in the family, I was brought up by my aunt. She happened to be in college at the time. graduate,"

"Your current mother... is your biological mother's younger sister?"

"Um."

"Your mother...why did she die?"

The man hooked his thin lips, very cool, "She is not in good health, the doctor told her to take it off when she was pregnant with me, but she refused, various changes happened at home during the pregnancy, and she was overworked, so it was difficult to give birth to me , the root cause of the disease has fallen, and after giving birth to me, I have to work hard to support me, and I don’t have much rest during the confinement...The body is getting worse and worse, so I passed away at a very young age.”

Maybe it's cold in winter.

From his indifferent statement, Chi Huan felt a chill and... irony for no reason.

But...who is he mocking?

Is he... his biological mother?

She almost wanted to blurt out, what about your father.

He never said a word about the man who impregnated his mother.

Instead, he immediately thought of Song Shu's sentence - [President Mo does not intend to recognize the chairman. 】

She hardly doubted that he harbored... hatred for his biological father.

Even this hatred, the more understated it is... the thicker it is.

Walking out of the airport, a gust of cold wind blew in. Chi Huan couldn't help but leaned against him, and glanced at the somewhat desolate outside of the airport, "Shall we take a taxi to your house?"

The man let go of the hand holding the suitcase, and raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, "My dad is here to pick us up..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a girl's voice sounded from afar, "Brother, brother, this way... brother."

Chi Huan followed the sound and looked for them, and saw a girl in a white down jacket standing beside a car and waving at them. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with short hair cut to the ear, a white oval face, and gray hair. Pencil jeans, short boots on the feet, and an immature student look between the eyebrows and eyes.

Behind the girl stood a tall man, visually... approaching 1.9 meters.

Chi Huan was led over by the calm man.

As soon as she got closer, she saw the girl think of something, turned around and complained to the man behind her, "Dad, stop smoking... My brother's girlfriend doesn't like to smell the smell of cigarettes later, I have a bad impression."

The man glanced down at her, and continued to smoke, "What's the matter, your mother won't let me smoke at home, and won't let me smoke when I go out... It's not my wife, I don't care if she likes it or not, I came here so far She dares to have a bad impression of me when she picks up the plane?"

Chi Huan, "..."

She suddenly understood what Mo Shiqian said - [They don't live with you, it's important whether you like it or not? ] Where did it come from.

The girl stomped, "You're going to die, or I'll sue my mother, and I promise my classmates to ask for autographed photos."

Chi Huan, "..."

Autographed photo... ask her?

The man continued to glance at her, and said disdainfully, "If you dare to complain to your mother, I'll tell her that you were called a parent for fighting last week, and you even beat up a 180 fat man."