Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

It was late at night, and he still felt a little sleepy after all, so he lay down and hugged the body of the woman who had already fallen asleep.

Overnight.

When Chi Huan woke up the next morning, he found that the sky had finally cleared after being overcast for a long time.

The sun was shining brightly, and golden light spilled into the room.

Gives a visually warm feeling.

After washing up as usual, she changed her clothes and was about to come down to have breakfast, but when she closed the door, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the study door diagonally opposite from the corner of her eye.

There was a faint voice.

She was startled, Mo Shiqian didn't go to work in the company?

Chi Huan walked towards the door of the man's study, and as soon as he got close, he heard Fengxing's voice.

She poked her head over and looked in through the part of the door that wasn't fully closed.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study, there are two chairs.

Mo Shiqian was always upright, but his body was slightly leaned back, and his hands were casually resting on the armrest.

It's a casual gesture.

Blue and white smoke lingers in the sun.

Only this time it was Mo Shiqian who was smoking, and he held the half-burned cigarette between his fingers.

Feng Xing chuckled, with playfulness mixed in his lazy tone, "She said she didn't remember anything, do you believe it?"

Mo Shiqian's voice was indifferent without any warmth or waves, "Otherwise."

"She's an actress, and she's good at it."

With their backs to her, they did not notice her presence.

She also couldn't see the expression on the man's face at this time.

Mo Shiqian didn't speak for a while.

Feng Xing turned his head to look at him, "If the surveillance camera hasn't been replaced or changed, and the one inside is indeed her, then there are only a few possibilities. If she took the initiative to meet Pei Yi privately, then it might really be a spring night..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Mo Shiqian's gloomy gaze.

"..."

Feng Xing spread his hands, "Why are you staring at me? I just analyzed the possibility, but I didn't say it must be the case. Why don't you tell others?"

With a blank expression on his face, Mo Shi moved the cigarette between his fingers to his lips, and took another puff.

"Either she was coerced, someone threatened her to do that, and deliberately photographed it for surveillance. The last possibility is that her spirit and consciousness have been controlled by someone, nothing more than being hypnotized."

Mo Shiqian slowly exhaled smoke from his lips and nose, and said lightly, "I have carefully read and investigated everyone who approached her or talked to her that night..."

"What are you going to do all this time for, just find a reliable hypnotist and force her to remember."?

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyebrows and stared at the cigarette butt.

This is the simplest and most direct method, of course he thought about it.

If she had been hypnotized, as long as she was a more powerful hypnotist, she would most likely be able to wake up her memory of that night.

only……

Outside the door, Chi Huan backed out.

She turned and leaned against the wall to one side.

Chi Huan lowered his head, his dark seaweed-like hair hung down, making it impossible to see the expression on her face clearly. His fine white teeth bit his lip heavily, and his neatly trimmed fingers dug in. palm.

unraveling... hypnosis...

She closed her eyes, calmed down her somewhat chaotic breathing, turned around and walked downstairs.

In the study.

Feng Xing raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "Could it be that... you are afraid that she will say that she has forgotten, so you dare not let anyone hypnotize her?"

"No," Mo Shiqian exhaled the smoke slowly, and after a while he said lightly, "She has psychological trauma and has received hypnotherapy."

…………

When Mo Shiqian and Fengxing went downstairs, Chi Huan was still having breakfast in the restaurant.

After Fengxing drove away, he turned to the restaurant.

The woman raised her head to look at him when she heard the movement, she was biting the steamed bun, and said vaguely, "You are at home."

He raised his brows slightly, "Mama Li didn't tell you?"

Chi Huan's eyes flickered, but it was almost fleeting.

She lowered her eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "Maybe I said it, I didn't care much."

The man frowned, his expression very displeased with this sentence.

He was standing at the dining table, tall and stern, looking down at the woman who was eating breakfast.

She tied her long hair into loose balls, and occasionally a few strands of hair fell down on her forehead. She drank the glutinous rice porridge with a spoon in one hand, and squeezed the buns with the other hand without fear of oiliness.

Eating is not considered elegant and extravagant, but it is not rude. People are good-looking, so eating is naturally seductive.

"After you finish your breakfast, we'll go get the certificate."

This is very plain, as plain as saying that we are eating out at noon.

Chi Huan was dull for three seconds before suddenly stopping the movement of lowering his head to drink porridge.

She put the spoon back into the bowl, looked up at the standing man, "What?"

"marry."

She didn't respond for a long time, because even she didn't know what kind of reaction she should make.

After sorting out her thoughts carefully, she finally understood the general idea, and smiled softly with her red lips, "Why are you getting married all of a sudden?"?

The man asked back, "Suddenly?"

It does not seem to be sudden.

Because this was not only not the first time he had mentioned marriage, but also the number of times he had mentioned it.

But before, I mentioned it and asked questions.

This time he was ready to act.

Chi Huan looked into his eyes and asked, "Is my suspicion eliminated? Has your suspicion of me completely disappeared?"

After a while, he said calmly, "We will get married sooner or later. Since you didn't do anything and just don't remember, then there is no contradiction between this matter and our marriage."

Logically, it seems to make sense.

His logic always let her find no loopholes.

Chi Huan lowered her head, picked up the spoon she put down again, and stirred the half bowl of porridge in the bowl boredly.

After a while, she shook her head.

Mo Shiqian looked at her shaking his head, frowned heavily, and asked in a tense voice, "You don't want to marry me?"

She propped her chin and looked at him amusedly, "Oh, then why do you think I don't want to marry you?"

Why not?

The man's eyes gathered clear darkness and coldness, and the perfectly curved jaw line also showed tension.

"Think I like someone else?"

"No."

He followed her voice and spit out these two words suddenly, as decisively as a sharp knife, without any hesitation.

Just too quick and decisive...

On the contrary, it was not like Mo Shiqian's style.

He has never been indifferent and methodical.

Chi Huan asked puzzledly, "You obviously can't trust me firmly in your heart, why do you force yourself to accept me in such a desperate way as marriage?"

Mo Shiqian had deep eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Why do you think I'm forcing myself to accept you?"