Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shichen stood on the balcony and watched the white Bentley drive out of the manor. He held the phone in his hand and looked calm until the car was completely out of sight before he turned and went downstairs.

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Half past eight in the evening, study room.

The man sat in the chair behind the desk, his body leaned back slightly, the notebook on the desk was open, but his eyes were fixed on the mobile phone beside him, his eyes were lowered, as if thinking.

Suddenly, he moved, his eyes glanced at the time on the laptop screen, then he got up, walked to the window and stood for a while, looking down at the lights near and far. After standing for about a few minutes, he turned back to the desk , picked up the phone, unlocked it with fingerprints, opened the address book, and clicked on the call on the word "Mrs. Remarks".

The night was very quiet, and the study room was even darker, so the beeping sound of the phone waiting to be connected was particularly clear and audible.

For a minute, no one answered.

Mo Shichen's thin lips curled into a mocking arc, not surprising at all, if she would answer his calls obediently, she wouldn't be such a difficult woman.

He didn't continue to dial, leaned on the desk, and sent her a text message, [Are you home, do you want me to pick you up? 】

Click send, and the send is successful.

He actually knew that she probably wouldn't talk to him.

Her will to divorce this time was stronger than ever before, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to use such an extreme method this time knowing that he would force her to rebound even more, because there was no other way.

Although he knew she would not reply, but as time passed, he still checked his phone from time to time to see if there was an incoming call or a text message, but there was nothing.

He put his mobile phone on the desk, got up and went to the wine cabinet to fetch a bottle of red wine, put the glass beside the mobile phone casually, and when he lowered his head to pour the wine, he pressed the home button again, which was very unconscious and meaningless but I don't know why I did the action, but when I glanced over, I found that it showed a missed call.

Of course, it's not his usual soft and casual wife, who is so cold and hard that it makes people headache.

It was Li Qianrui calling.

He withdrew his gaze, his face was pale and emotionless, and he didn't respond. He continued to pour the wine, and then poured himself a drink casually. After taking a few sips, the phone rang.

He glanced at it, and it was still the phone.

He picked up the phone and answered it, his voice was a little lighter than his face, it was the kind that was not cold, but definitely not warm, as if he was talking to an unimportant person, he didn't take it seriously, So I couldn't hold back my emotions, "What's the matter?"

Li Qianrui is also good at observing words and expressions. She had a sore nose when she heard these three words, and said in a low voice, "If there is nothing wrong, can I not find you or call you?"

"Qianrui," he said indifferently, his tone did not mean to blame, but when he said it, he was extraordinarily cold and ruthless, "You must be self-aware."

The word self-knowledge, like a silent thunder, exploded on her forehead unexpectedly, and her face turned pale on the other end of the phone, "I... I just want to ask... your wife Is she...is she still angry..."

Since that day, although the person who took care of her later told her that he had sent her to the hospital, she was in a coma at the time, and he never appeared in the hospital afterwards, nor did he call her.

For these few days, she has been afraid to contact him, but she misses him so much that she can't bear it anymore.

Mo Shichen's tone remained unchanged, "The reason I take care of you is based on our past friendship, and because you were suddenly in a catastrophe and you were alone. I can't bear to see you ruined at a young age. Wen Yi quarreled with me because I kept you private from her, and it was my fault, so I don't blame you. I will continue to pay for your medical and nursing expenses, but Qianrui, maybe I gave you some illusion that you are Will tell Wen Yi that I can't live without me..."

He paused, and there was already an indescribable cruelty in his clear voice, "I took care of you for a while, but I never thought of taking care of you forever, except for my woman and daughter, I can't take care of anyone for a long time What's more, in my eyes, if the meaning of a person's life is all pinned on a man, it is really meaningless. I am willing to help you stand up. If you want to rely on me from now on, then I will avoid it. "

"You..." Li Qianrui was in the ward, listening to his obviously low-key but sweet words, but every word was indifferent and heartless, tears poured out desperately, "Are you blaming me... for causing you two to quarrel?"

Mo Shichen pinched the center of his brows, already a little impatient, and said lightly, "I said it, it was my decision, my fault."

"I..." She sobbed softly, as if she was trying to bear it but couldn't bear it anymore, "Then I won't bother you."

He didn't seem to hear the leaked cry, "Mmm."

Saying this syllable, he hung up the phone.

Looking at the time again, it was already nine o'clock, and Wen Yi naturally didn't come back, he even felt a little regretful at this moment, why did he send her such a text message, maybe if he didn't send it, she would come back by herself after eating outside up.

Or, if he had known earlier, he should have sent someone to follow her when she went out.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he quickly found out the car keys, picked up a coat and got up and went out. After getting in the car, he called Kang Ding, his voice was indifferent, "Check out your former Vice President Wen, now where."

"Good President."

"She drove out, and, from her friends."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside and started the car.

He had a premonition that if he didn't find her, or couldn't find anyone, she would stay out all night.

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Kang Ding quickly found out the place where Wen Yi ate and the friend he was dating. It was the best friend who traveled abroad with Wen Yi last time. After they finished their meal at about seven o'clock, they seemed to go to a nearby restaurant to clean up. Went to play, maybe drank some wine, but I don't know how much.

Wen Yi's best friend's husband was having dinner with a client nearby, and went straight to pick up his wife after the meal, and Wen Yi left with her.

Mo Shichen directly called his best friend's husband, and after connecting, he didn't even say a few words of politeness, and asked, "My wife and your wife had dinner together, where are they now?"

The girlfriend's husband was slightly stunned, "We've already gone home, hasn't she arrived yet?"

Mo Shichen lowered his voice, "What do you mean?"

"The two of them drank, and I was a little drunk when I went. I was going to take Mrs. Mo home first, but I just met your wife's friend... He proposed to take it, and they looked very familiar , I just... didn't rob him."