Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mother Wen's tone remained unchanged, obviously she already knew, "You're talking about that woman named Li Qianrui?"

Wen Yi was silent for a moment, knowing that he had lost the opportunity in this matter, but calmed down, "What did he say?"

"The woman took care of him for half a year after he woke up from a coma. She had nothing to say to him, and she even blocked a shot for him and killed almost half of his life. He lost his memory and couldn't remember the past. Non-vegetative, you can't ask him to be unmoved at all."

Wen Yiliang sneered, "He didn't say that they have already made a lifelong agreement, so is that his unmarried wife?"

"said."

"..."

"He also said that the reason why he went back to Paris and wanted to be with me was also because of that woman?"

"He said you thought so."

She thinks so? That man is really good at coaxing people.

Before Wen Yi finished speaking, Mother Wen asked again, "If he doesn't really want to live with you, why is he chasing you now? Could it be that he is really afraid of his brother? He just needs to be the president honestly, Mo Shi Qian doesn't care about him at all, and no one can really stop him from being with Li Qianrui."

Wen Yi, "..."

She sat on the edge of the bed, stroked her forehead, "Mom, I don't care if he is sincere or not, and I don't care what he thinks about that woman, just pretend that I don't like him and don't want to have sex with him, okay? "

"You don't like him. You have been a widow for five years. You don't like him. You have looked down on everyone these years. Tell me, who do you like?"

Wen Yi, "...Mom, if I like him, why do I have to get a divorce? Don't I know that my marriage with him involves a lot of interests at my age? It should be maintained, in your eyes, will I take marriage as a trifle?"

This time, Mother Wen finally didn't speak for a long time.

After a tacit silence on both ends of the phone for 30 seconds, Mother Wen sighed, "It's still the same sentence, it's useless for me to object to the matter you have decided. If you insist on leaving, your parents and your brother are both It's your backing... But, these years, no one can catch your eyes, and my mother can see it. I hope, if you can... You can get in touch with him again. Sometimes, people can see You can't see others clearly, but you can't see yourself clearly."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yi threw the phone beside the bed, and when she noticed the cold wetness on her face, she belatedly raised her hand to touch it, and sure enough, she touched tears.

I don't know how long I've been sitting on the bed. The phone rang once. She turned her head and saw that it was a number without notes. Although there was no note, she had a mysterious intuition that this should be Mo Shichen's reply. New number after Paris.

She hung up, and wanted to block her directly, but thinking about it, if he figured it out and asked her to divorce one day, there is still a need to contact her.

After going back to the bathroom to wash her face, she reported a call to Mo Shiqian, "He has come back and will take over your position as you wish. You can put Li Qianrui back."

Mo Shiqian rejected her cleanly, "No."

"why?"

"I hate that woman."

"You're going back to Lancheng soon, and she won't hinder you. Why are you holding her back?"

Mo Shiqian said flatly, "If she hadn't been hiding someone, maybe Mo Shichen would have been caught by the search and rescue team back then, and my years of time would have been wasted."

Wen Yi, "..."

Co-authoring, he just hated Li Qianrui's private possession of Mo Shichen for letting him stay in Paris for so many years, so he didn't get back together with Chi Huan sooner, right?

"You let that woman back, so I can get a smooth divorce."

With Li Qianrui's temperament as a woman, she must be crying and making troubles, maybe even her life is lost.

Mo Shiqian said with disgust, "You can't let him come back without me, and you can't get divorced without Li Qianrui. Why are you so useless, Vice President Wen."

Wen Yi, "..."

Before she could speak again, Mo Shiqian had already hung up the phone.

She was so angry that she slammed her phone on the bed.

When that man was Li Ru, he couldn't go through the formalities with her because of his status.

When he turned back into Mo Shichen, he refused to leave now, and she couldn't tear herself apart with him unless it was absolutely necessary.

Aggrieved, a thought flashed through Wen Yi's mind. She quickly picked up the phone and called Mo Shiqian. Before he could say anything, she asked, "Where will he live when he returns to Paris?"

"Of course it's the Lawrence family's manor, where else can I live?"

manor……

He won't turn over...

Wen Yi frantically rubbed her short hair, aggrieved and a little more embarrassing about being exposed, she hurriedly found the key before going downstairs to take the elevator to the underground parking lot.

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In the estate of the Lawrence family.

The night added a bit of bleakness and darkness to this cold and lonely manor, not to mention the gloomy sky, with occasional lightning flashes, like a prelude to rain.

Mo Shichen was sitting in his study room, looking at the screen of the phone that was hung up, knowing that the woman didn't answer his call, he smiled, his brows and eyes were calm, but he didn't continue to call, because he knew that calling again She won't answer either, maybe she blocked him again.

He raised his hand and touched the photo frame beside the desk. He had wiped off the dust on it. In the photo frame was a single photo, only Wen Yi, not smiling brightly, sitting on the grass. In the picture above, she is sideways, looking into the distance, not knowing what she is looking at, or thinking about, with a deep expression on her face, and the wind has ruffled her hair, making her look very lonely.

He suddenly narrowed his eyes. In this manor, his bedroom and study were basically cleaned, and there were no other changes. So... what about her study?

Even her mother didn't know much about their relationship back then...

He got up and pushed open the door next to his study room. It was indeed a study room. There was no doubt that it should be her former study room.

Wen Yi's car started to rain halfway through, and it was already pouring rain in front of the manor.

When the servant came to open the door with an umbrella and asked who she was, she glanced over, "If I'm not mistaken, this manor is now written under my name."

After Lawrence and Mo Shichen died, their property basically belonged to Mo Shiqian and Wen Yi. Mo Shiqian didn't want the estate, so it was directly changed from Mo Shichen's name to hers.

"Oh...it's Madam, come in quickly."

The rain was so heavy that half of her shoulders were soaked even if the servant held an umbrella, but she didn't care, and ran upstairs without caring where Mo Shichen was right now. He ran to his previous study and pushed open the door forcefully.

Before she could step in with one foot, she saw the man leaning on the bookshelf hear the sound and turned to look at her.