Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shichen immediately became angry, and his voice was extremely cold, "You don't know who she is, so you won't call me directly?"

My best friend's husband has dealt with him a few times. This man has come to be gentle and polite. It is rare for him to show his anger so much. He is a little embarrassing at the moment, but he can only bite the bullet and explain, "At that time you The wife is not so drunk that she is out of her mind, and she herself said that she asked a friend to give it... I don't want to interfere too much."

Mo Shichen knew that it was pointless to dwell on this issue, so he restrained his temper and asked, "Which friend of hers, do you know who it is?"

"I don't know him, but I heard your wife call him by his name, is it... like... Shen Yu?"

Hearing this name, Mo Shichen's gloomy expression instantly turned ugly.

Just happened to meet, just happened to be a fart.

He didn't want to say a word of nonsense, he cut off the phone directly, and then he was about to call Shen Yu, but when he slid down the address book with his fingers, he realized that he didn't have Shen Yu's contact information.

I want to make a phone call to ask, but if I want to get the result as soon as possible, I can only call someone from the Wen family, but because of Ye Siran's matter... um.

He closed his eyes, searched in his mind, and suddenly remembered that he had deleted Shen Yu's number from Wen Yi's phone. At that time, there was no note, so what was displayed was a row of numbers, and he glanced at it at that time.

How much is it?

He recalled the scene at that time, as if the memory reappeared in front of his eyes, and even the screen of the mobile phone he held in his hand became clearer.

Click the numbers one by one with your fingers.

The phone was dialed, and it was picked up ten seconds later. Apparently, the person over there didn't make a note, and the deep voice was very indifferent, "Hello, who is it?"

Mo Shichen raised his eyes, looked at the distance ahead through the glass in front of the car, his gaze was cloudy, "Mr. Shen?"

There was a brief silence.

Shen Yu seemed to be smiling, "It's Mr. Mo."

"it's me."

"Young Master Mo, what do you want me to do?"

something?

The corners of Mo Shichen's eyes and brows were tinged with mockery, and he asked with a calm smile, "I heard from the husbands of my wife's girlfriends that Mr. Shen met them in a bar and volunteered to take my wife home... May I ask Mr. Shen?" , which home did you send her back to?"

When he asked this question, he actually had an answer in his heart. If Shen Yu didn't want to send Wen Yi back to her and his home, he would probably have sent him back to Wen's house. tricky.

But Shen Yu smiled lightly, and replied, "Yi'er said she didn't want to go home, so I didn't send her back."

He said it lightly, but the tone fell into Mo Shichen's ears, it was a deliberate provocation. He sneered with a heavy heart, and when he spoke again, his tone turned into a soft smile, "Oh? You don't want to see her off?" Go home, is it possible to take it back to your own home?"

"If she wants to agree, I am willing too."

Mo Shichen sneered directly this time, "She is a married man, Mr. Shen, if you bring her home, is it because she has a bright face, or yours?"

Shen Yu didn't care at all, "If you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows, anyway, Mr. Mo has no reason to publicize this kind of thing that makes his head glow green. We are very low-key, not like you, Mr. Mo, The city was full of disturbances, and the media almost let the media publish an entire page of lace, and let the world know."

Mo Shichen's hands were resting on the steering wheel casually, but from the word "green light", his fingers suddenly gripped the steering wheel, and when he finished speaking, his knuckles were already creaking. There were bursts of whitening, and two words popped out from the throat bone, "Shen, heal."

"If Mr. Mo has nothing else to do, I'll hang up—"

"Toot..."

Shen Yu didn't give Mo Shichen a chance to answer, and cut off the call immediately after speaking.

Mo Shichen was so angry that he almost twisted the phone in his hand. He closed his eyes and took a few minutes to calm down his emotionally disturbed breathing. Then he took the phone and dialed again.

After only a few rings, it was cut off immediately.

Mo Shichen looked at the phone screen expressionlessly.

It had been a long, long time since he had been so deeply angry.

He closed his eyes and sat in the car like this for about five minutes before he opened his eyes and called Kang Ding again, telling him coldly, "In three minutes, I want to know the address of Shen Yu's home."

…………

Forty minutes later, Mo Shichen's car stopped outside the Shen family's villa.

He got out of the car and rang the doorbell, and the servant of the Shen family looked at him curiously, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

The man was wearing a slim black long coat, which complemented his tall body like jade, and his handsome face was very gentle. At first glance, he looked extraordinarily personable, "I'm looking for your Young Master Shen, is he there?"

The servant nodded, "Yes."

He smiled a little, "Can you take me in?"

The servant looked him up and down, nodded hesitantly, "Come in, please."

Mo Shichen was led all the way into the lobby of the Shen family's villa by his servants, but Shen Yu was not there. The Shen family's parents who greeted him looked at each other in astonishment, "Mr... Eldest son?"

Mo Shichen nodded slightly, and greeted politely, "Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen."

The servant explained, "This gentleman said... come to our young master, so I brought him in."

The main reason is that Mo Shichen is the type of person who can tell at a glance that he is either rich or noble.

Mrs. Shen ordered her servants to make tea to welcome the guests. After glancing at her old man, she looked at the man again, and asked puzzledly, "Why did Mr. Mo come to see us so late for healing?"

Mo Shichen smiled faintly, but there was a bit of coldness in his tone, "I heard that Young Master Shen met my wife drunk tonight, and said he wanted to take her home, but he brought her to his own home."

"This..." Shen's mother frowned, but she still said, "I saw when Yu'er came back just now, he came back alone and did not bring Yi'er... Did he send Yi'er back home?" , but Mr. Mo, you are outside, so you missed it, don’t you know?”

Mo Shichen lowered his brows, then called the manor in front of Shen's father and Shen's mother, and asked, "Mother Su, is your wife home yet?"

"No, sir."

"okay, I get it."

After saying a word, he cut off the call, and then raised his head to look at them again, "My wife's friend said that Young Master Shen took over. An hour ago, Young Master Shen didn't deny it on the phone..."

Mo Shichen smiled, and his attitude was polite, but he didn't leave much room for what he said, "Mr. Men and widows, especially when one is drunk, it is not appropriate for Young Master Shen to handle it like this, what do you two think?"