Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan couldn't tell what it felt like.

Although Little Mango is the child of him and another woman, she can't love and like her without any conflict from the bottom of her heart, but she will not be happy or secretly happy because of this indifferent reaction.

Just a little dazed.

Mo Shiqian pulled her to sit down on the sofa not far behind him.

Chi Huan pursed his lips and drooped his brows and eyes, lowered his head as if thinking, and didn't make a sound.

Xia Dong's mood was barely calmed down until this time, and he sat back on the sofa again, his eyes that were cloudy due to age still shot a cold sharp light, "Simon, you are here for this woman beside you and Tangtang Divorce, throw your daughter to her but she won't give you a penny, Tangtang is weak, so you bullied her to this extent?"

The handsome and indifferent man took the hand of the woman beside him, and played with her white and tender fingers, one by one, with a faint smile on his lips, and his tone was loose, "Tangtang is weak? Director Xia, she She didn't take any money, and she knew what you wanted, but she never touched Clod or Summer, how can you still think that she is weak-tempered."

Xia Dong's eyebrows were shocked again, and the folds between his eyebrows gathered into a mountain peak, turning into a wave of hostility.

Xia Tangtang had already returned holding Chi Huan's phone.

She was pale and in a daze, and walked straight in front of Mo Shiqian, forgetting to return the phone to Chi Huan, she held it tightly in her hand until her joints turned white, her pale lips were tightly pursed, "Simon... let's, talk alone..."

Before Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan could react, Xia Dong roared angrily, "Let's talk alone, Xia Tangtang, who else in this room is more worthy of your trust than my own father? It's you The man in front of you who held Xiaosan's hand and refused to let go when his daughter was kidnapped, is this the man you were dying to marry back then, but now he is tying up your daughter?"

When the roar stopped, Xia Tangtang didn't move her eyebrows, still looking at Mo Shiqian, "Simon..."

The man looked up at her, "What did he say?"

Her lips turned pale, "He's coming over."

"Bring a little mango?"

Her breath was weak, "I didn't say anything."

After a long silence, Mo Shiqian said flatly, "If he wants to come, just wait."

"But……"

"I know."

Xia Tangtang looked at him for a while, but finally said nothing.

…………

Half an hour later, the feminine and handsome man appeared as promised.

He was wearing a pair of black slacks and a white shirt. He was thin, tall and had a smile on his face.

This is the second time Chi Huan has seen this man since he kidnapped her last time. Compared with the dim light of the setting sun, he is standing under the bright white light of the brightly lit living room.

Dressed in one black and one white, there is a kind of extreme cleanliness, but with a strange temperament.

Half demon, half handsome, casual.

He really dared to come, and single-handedly.

Chi Huan found that she couldn't figure out what this man was thinking at all.

Xia Tangtang was flustered. Even though she tried her best to suppress it, the more she suppressed it, the more obvious it became. Only then did Chi Huan realize from the leaked panic that her original gentleness was just a kind of soft calm.

The man just entered the door, and she couldn't wait to get up, and walked towards him regardless of the occasion, grabbing his arm, "Where's Little Mango?"

Jin Sihan stared at her red and swollen half of his face without warmth. He stroked it with his slender, callused fingers, smiled, and whispered softly, "Who...are you being slapped like this?"

Xia Tangtang just asked repeatedly, "Where's Little Mango?"

He looked down at her and smiled slightly, "Tangtang, I'm asking you something."

"I……"

He raised her face, looked at the faint finger marks, "These fingers and strength, it looks like a man hit..."

Jin Sihan's eyes fell on Mo Shiqian, glanced at his appearance, glanced at the movement of his fingers playing with Chi Huan, and finally fell on Xia Lao's body, his thin lips raised a certain arc .

He withdrew his hand and smiled slowly, "What did you do again to make Uncle Xia so angry?"

Xia Tangtang looked at him, under her long black hair, her face looked extremely bloodless.

She is scared, written in eyes.

Jin Sihan looked at the fear with smiling eyes, and then the smile deepened until Mo Shiqian said softly, "Since Er Shao Jin is here, come and sit down."

He passed Xia Tangtang, walked over to a single sofa, and just sat down.

Xia Tangtang followed closely behind him.

Chi Huan had never seen such a kidnapper.

Of course, she had never seen such a kidnapped family member.

To be able to be in the same room like this, talking face to face, without even an atmosphere of tension.

Demi was the first to attack, with an unbearable anger on her face, "Jin Sihan, where did you get Little Mango? What exactly do you want?"

Jin Sihan's long legs were crossed casually, one hand was pinching the center of his brow, the other was spread out, a laugh came from his throat, and he said slowly, "I just want to know, who lost a The little girl with blood on her leg was in front of my door, crying and making noise, and it annoyed me all day."

He always had a smile on his face no matter what was being talked about or not being said.

That smile is sometimes frivolous, sometimes enchanting, and sometimes gentle, but no matter what kind of smile it is, it can't dilute his sinister temperament.

Demi's eyebrows twitched, and she said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking..."

But before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Mo Shiqian calmly. His tone did not change, he couldn't hear the ups and downs of his emotions, and he couldn't even grasp his emotions. Why didn't Jin Ershao bring him along?"

Jin Sihan smiled softly, "President Mo's words are interesting. Everyone who knows me, Jin Sihan, knows that I'm no fun. If I'm someone else's child, that's all. The child's mother stuck a knife in my heart when she dumped me, and she still hasn't recovered from it now. Her grandfather made a contribution to me for the five years I lost..."

He paused briefly, his smile unchanged, his tone relaxed, slow and lazy, "President Mo is a little innocent, but when I think of the woman I have been thinking about every minute and every second for the past five years, I have been with her all these years. I don't think it's a good idea for you to sleep..."

Not to mention Xia Tangtang's ugly face, the hand beside her was clenched tightly into a fist.

Even Chi Huan couldn't help turning his face away, trying to pull his hand back.

Some things are not mentioned by anyone, as if they don't exist.

But once he was poked hard, there was no way not to think about it, no way not to mind.

The man looked down at her and clenched his hands tightly.

Chi Huan bit his lip, and the sustained force increased a bit.