Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chi Huan was quiet for a few seconds, "And then?"

Wen Yi shook her head, "I don't know how Tangtang solved it, she didn't show up again after that."

"What's going on now?"

"For this...you can only ask President Mo yourself."

Chi Huan pursed his lips and remained silent for a while.

"Eat something?"

"eat."

Wen Yi didn't ask her any more, raised her hand to summon the waiter, and ordered an order for herself, without asking her again, she decided to order an order for Chi Huan as well.

Chi Huan could see them when she raised her eyes, and it was difficult to ignore them. She looked down at the table, stared blankly for a while, and then went to take out her mobile phone from her handbag.

Wen Yi glanced at the SMS page on his phone, and reminded lightly, "Don't try to test human nature, it usually disappoints people."

"Will he lie to me?"

"Otherwise, how do you think he will explain to you that he eats alone with a non-working woman?"

Chi Huan was silent and did not speak for a long time.

It took a long time until the food Wen Yi ordered was brought up by the waiter, "Please take your time, both of you."

Chi Huan looked at the exquisite dishes prepared in front of her. The taste of this restaurant is very good, and she can still barely recall what she ate here last time.

It's just that there is no doubt that there is no appetite at this time.

She still picked up the phone, but this time instead of texting, she dialed the man's number directly.

Probably the phone vibrated, Mo Shiqian looked down at the phone not far away, but she saw the expression on his face at this moment.

Then... her phone was hung up.

Chi Huan couldn't believe it... He actually... hung up on her?

She wanted to send a text message to ask him where he was, what he was doing, and who he was with. Probably half of women's brain circuits would react like that, but she felt that Wen Yi's reminder was right.

No matter how straight-minded Mo Shiqian was, it was impossible for him to tell her that he was eating alone with a woman.

So what she can get is mostly lies.

Wen Yi caught her expression in his eyes, held a knife and fork in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, and finally turned his head to look at Mo Shiqian, she dug a hole for him, he danced very happily, casually A few perfunctory sentences are better than hanging up the phone directly...

Men's brain circuits are indeed not something women like them can understand.

Chi Huan looked at the phone that she had hung up, and squeezed the phone tightly with her fingers. The rhythm of her breathing showed signs of disorder, which showed that she was not so calm at this time.

It wasn't until the phone's screen went dark that she pressed the home button again, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and dialed for the second time.

If this man dares to hang up on her again...

Chi Huan closed his eyes and was thinking about this question aimlessly in his mind. Before reaching a conclusion, a deep and familiar voice sounded in his ear, "Huanhuan."

The voice was the same as before, no different from what she had heard these days.

Her nose was sore, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she never opened them, forcing them all back.

Maybe because he hadn't listened to her response for a long time, Mo Shiqian called repeatedly, "Huanhuan?"

Chi Huan didn't know how she made her voice sound normal, she said flatly, "I'm at the airport, come and pick me up."

Mo Shiqian didn't speak for a while.

The reason is also simple, because although her voice is not unusual, but it does not fit the situation, if it is not in this situation, or if she really called Wen Yi after dinner with Wen Yi and asked him to pick her up, it would be impossible. It's not such a calm and joyless tone.

"Huanhuan, are you kidding me?"

"I'm in Paris."

After a moment of silence on the phone, the man confirmed again, "Now?"

"What's the problem? I'm not welcome?"

"No," he responded quickly this time, "you find a place nearby to sit and eat something, I'll come over soon."

When Chi Huan heard these words, the huge gloom in her heart eased a little, at least her nerves were not so tense, so she hummed and hung up the phone.

She was so close to him that he could see her when he turned around.

After Mo Shiqian hung up the phone, he stood up.

Chi Huan was quite satisfied with his action.

But in the next second, before he could turn around, he stood up to the woman on the opposite side who probably guessed that he was going to leave when he answered the phone, and reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The distance was too far, he could only see but not hear, so Chi Huan didn't know what the woman said to him.

They stood like this, deadlocked for nearly a minute, during which the woman kept talking, her expression changed several times, and she was very rich, begging, and seemed to be threatening to fight.

Finally, Mo Shiqian withdrew his hand and sat down again.

Chi Huan's pupils tightened, and then he gradually bit his lips until he felt the pain of biting, and there was a salty rusty smell.

The phone in her hand vibrated.

She lowered her head, and the words "wood and ink" lit up on the screen.

Chi Huan actually didn't want to answer, she wanted to see if he would feel something was wrong if she didn't answer his call, and then went to find her.

But out of some kind of psychology, this kind of psychology even smacked of self-abuse, she still pressed the answer expressionlessly, and raised the phone to her ear.

"Huanhuan."

Chi Huan didn't speak.

However, her breathing was a bit heavy, and Mo Shiqian could feel her presence. His voice was very low, but just listening to the voice, it was not very different from usual. It was low and deep, with a hint of coaxing, "I don't have time right now. I'll ask Kang Ding to pick you up. I'll just stay at your hotel last time. I'll be there soon after you pass by, huh?"

Chi Huan asked lightly, "You don't have time, what are you doing?"

Three seconds is not enough to be silent, "I can't leave for the time being when I'm having dinner with a client."

Work is really always an excuse for men to be omnipotent.

Chi Huan hung up the phone without hesitation. Wen Yi was looking at her, and she said quietly, "Miss Wen, I'm back to Lancheng."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the bag beside him, stood up directly, and walked out neatly.

Wen Yi, "..."

Mo Shiqian stared at the call that was suddenly hung up, frowned heavily, and quickly dialed back her number with his fingers, but no one answered, the line of his jaw became more and more tense, and finally got up.

A woman's voice came from behind, "If you leave now..."

Mo Shiqian turned around and saw Wen Yi who had already walked in front of him, looking at him with a complicated expression, a little inquiring, but also a little cold, "Although I wanted to make things difficult for you, I didn't expect... you I will add to the fire myself, tsk..."

When Mo Shiqian saw her, no matter how dull he was, he realized that such a coincidence was impossible. Thinking of what was wrong with Chi Huan on the phone just now, his face suddenly turned cold, and he almost gritted his teeth and said sharply, "Wen Yi, what did you say to Chi Huan?" ?”

"I didn't say anything, it's just that she saw it... Your wife is about to run away, why don't you go after her?"