Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

But she was neither willing to give him time, nor even a chance.

She even insisted that this child does not exist...

What does not exist mean, even if it exists, she will not let him continue to exist.

Chi Huan looked up at the handsome face of the man who was close at hand,

His face was very close to hers, his eyes were very close, and his breathing was even closer, because the scorching breath sprayed all over her face.

Being so close, she seemed to have never looked into his eyes so closely and so clearly, and she had never seen Mo Shiqian's eyes overflowing with such pleading eyes, staring at her burningly, blinking, no longer Blink as if in a blink of a second she would disappear.

The look on his face was not intense, not agitated or hysterical.

But his height of 1.87 meters stood in front of her, a lot taller than her, but such a tall and straight figure, standing in front of the slender and petite Chi Huan, still seemed that this man was humble, even in front of her. beg her.

She believed that he could give her more money and love than any man in his life, but the time he needed would be at the expense of everyone around him.

They don't have time.

Chi Huan lowered her head, her long hair fell down, covering half of her face.

"Xi Gu, let's go."

As she spoke, she used her fingers to break the man's fingers wrapped around her wrist, one by one.

"Mo Shiqian, if you continue to harass me like this, I will call the police."

Mo Xigu looked at the man whose outline was so tight that it was about to break apart at any moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with thick ink-like seas, dark and paranoid, with a terrifying aura.

But the expression on his face finally returned to calm, even deathly silence, and he even let go of Chi Huan's hand slowly, "Okay, I won't continue to harass you anymore,"

His voice was extremely deep, "But I want this child, you give birth to him, I will take him and disappear in your life, but I will always give you a chance to come back to me, but if You got rid of him, Chi Huan——then you can only pray that I won't get up again, otherwise, our lives will never end."

His hands loosened completely.

But what rewrapped it was a bone-chilling chill.

Chi Huan heard himself laugh softly, "Let's talk about it when you get up."

…………

On the car back to the city from the set.

Chi Huan sat on the co-pilot, staring straight ahead, and after an indeterminate period of silence, he said something irrelevant, "It's raining."

Mo Xigu turned his head to look at her, and replied, "Well, the weather has been gloomy recently, and it's normal for it to rain."

"Xigu, I'm sorry."

Mo Xigu sighed, and said in a low voice, "Huanhuan, close your eyes and rest for a while, I think you look like you died once."

Chi Huan was silent for a while, then murmured, "I'm not sleepy."

"Cry if you want to cry, I know you are very sad."

"I'm not uncomfortable," she said softly, and even smiled, "I don't feel any more."

no feeling...

No feeling, what kind of feeling is it.

"Children's business..."

"Without a child, Lawrence created all kinds of perjury that I was pregnant in order to convince him that I was pregnant but unwilling to give birth to his child."

Mo Xigu glanced at the rearview mirror, "He is following up, it seems that he really wants this child."

Mo Shiqian's car was right behind the Lamborghini.

Although it is very likely that this is the only way from the town back to the city, judging from the distance maintained by the speed of the car, the car still followed them.

Chi Huan closed his eyes.

"West Gu."

"you say."

"When we decided to get married before, didn't you prepare a villa as a wedding room...can you let me stay for a few days?"

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Well," she said lightly, "I'm too tired and want to rest. If a slash can save me, then it's an amputation. Otherwise, I think I'm going to die."

Chi Huan said the words "I'm going to die" lightly.

But Mo Xigu was shocked all over.

He could see, of course he could see, that the relationship between her and Mo Shiqian had worn away all of her former high spirits, and even her smile was dull, as if most of her soul had died.

He said, "Then I'll take you back to Mo's house. The villa has been abandoned for a long time and no one has cleaned it." After a pause, he added in a low voice, "My mother is not at home for half a month. She is going to France. Let's talk about business."

"Thank you for interrupting."

…………

Chi Huan stayed at Mo's villa that night.

Mo Xigu asked the servants at home to clean up the guest room next to his bedroom, and sent someone to buy some daily necessities temporarily, and specially asked the chef at home to cook a table of meals that she liked more recently according to Chi Huan's taste .

She barely ate half of the bowl and put down her chopsticks.

Mo Xigu looked at her slender chin, "Ge Zi said that you can usually finish at least a bowl of rice cooked by Mo Shiqian. Is it because his cooking skills are particularly good, or is it just because he cooks that you like it?" eat?"

"I'm not in the mood today, so I don't have much appetite. Maybe it will get better after a while."

Of course he knew she was in a bad mood.

After quarreling with that man on the set in the evening, she was like a ghost.

After Chi Huan finished his meal and drank a cup of tea, he went back to the guest room to rest.

There was no rest, for although she was exhausted physically and mentally, she did not feel sleepy.

She sat on a deck chair on the balcony outside the guest room, looking up at the starless night sky.

The air was cold and crisp, but she seemed unconscious.

Or, this feeling close to masochism can relieve some pain and numbness in her nerves.

After sitting like this for an unknown amount of time, the mobile phone she was holding by her hand rang.

She glanced at the screen.

wood ink.

Oh, she still forgot to change the note.

She couldn't answer it, and she didn't want to answer it at first, but the vibration seemed to hit her heart, making her feel uncomfortable all over.

She reached out and refused to answer.

Clean up.

Less than ten seconds later, the phone rang again.

Still wood ink.

Chi Huan hung up again.

He still fights.

Chi Huan didn't want to answer at first, but he kept calling and calling for an entire hour.

Finally she gave up and answered the phone.

"You quarreled with me for an hour, what do you want to do?"

The man covered his face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why live in his house?"

"I'm with him. Is there any problem living in his house? When I was with you, why didn't you ask me why I lived with you?"

"Chi Huan."

"What else is there?"

Mo Shiqian's voice was tense and sullen, "You are pregnant, so you can't sleep with him."