Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi was stunned for a few seconds, and then became angry.

This is not on the main road, and besides, you should slow down in advance when you enter the front of the hotel. In this case, it is extremely bad to be able to rear-end. She pushed open the driver's door and got out of the car with a whole body Go over and knock on the window to prepare a theory, ask for compensation and apologize.

The glass next to the driver's seat lowered slowly, revealing a handsome side face that made one's heart skip a beat.

Wen Yi's prepared lines got stuck in her throat when she saw the face clearly.

No wonder there is a saying in Chinese that Enemy Road is narrow.

Is this Lancheng really too small, this can also be encountered.

Mo Shichen looked at her, with a calm expression on his handsome face, and said without apology, "Sorry, miss."

Wen Yi glanced at the hotel security guard who was walking over, licked her lips, then walked back blankly without saying a word, ready to get in the car and leave, and didn't bother to talk to him.

Mo Shichen looked at the woman's figure, the corners of his thin lips rose sharply, he reversed the car for a few meters, and when Wen Yi reached out to pull the car door, he stepped on the accelerator and slammed into it hard.

The rear of the Ferrari was sunken and distorted.

The security guard who was coming, "..."

Passers-by who are about to leave or who have just arrived, "..."

Wen Yi, "..."

This kind of luxury car can be repaired at a cost of 100,000 if the paint is scratched casually, and it is deformed after being hit... How much hatred can be so hard to deal with money.

Only then did Mo Shichen unbuckle his seat belt, unhurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, looked straight at the woman standing next to the Ferrari, and walked up to her with long legs.

Is there a more obvious fault than this?

Of course Wen Yi knew that this man did it on purpose, anyway, he was not short of money, not to mention crashing a Ferrari, ten of them depended on his mood, what she didn't expect was—the eldest son of the Lawrence family, there would be Such a naive day.

Deliberately crashed into a car, and it wasn't her car, it was Mo Shiqian's car.

Wen Yi didn't want to argue with him, so she opened the door of the back seat and took off her bag, then slammed the door behind her backhand, and said to him coldly, "The car belongs to your brother, you can either give him the money yourself, or You fix it and send it back to him."

After saying this, she would walk past him.

Naturally, when they passed by, the man held his arm, and said with a light smile, "Madam, you came to the door before I went to look for you."

If he hadn't hit her car, she might have believed he didn't know why she had come.

Wen Yi didn't speak, she raised her other hand and was about to open his fingers.

Mo Shichen looked at her face sideways, and commented on her behavior at this time, "You always like to do such useless work."

Wen Yi still didn't speak, so I broke my hair one by one.

"Your car broke down. I'll take you to Chi Huan's apartment."

Wen Yi looked at him incredulously, "You crashed my car just to send me back?"

"Oh, no," he said calmly and generously, "It's because of jealousy."

"..."

Not only did he not loosen his grip on her arm, but it became heavier, and he asked in a low voice, "As a married woman, sending another single man back to the hotel, ma'am, is it inappropriate for you to be considerate?"

"I didn't go in with him and turned over to a bed. I was very restrained."

"Oh?" The man seemed extremely angry, but he smiled again, "You still want to have sex with him?"

His fingers had already pinched the bones on her arm, and no matter how the corners of his lips rose, he couldn't suppress the gloomy look in his brows, "Then you are lucky to have restrained yourself, otherwise it would be me, let alone Mo Shiqian." Even if the dead father crawls out of the grave, he won't be able to keep your family."

Wen Yi pursed her lips, feeling apprehensive for a few seconds, but pressed it down, and tried again, "You hurt me, let go."

Mo Shichen stared at her resisting face, and said flatly, "No, I'm angry."

Wen Yi, "..."

"Are you still angry? Why the fuck are you so shameless?" Wen Yi smiled, kicking his booted feet hard on his legs without hesitation, still unable to understand her hatred, "The one who hit my car It's you, it's you who is shameless, it's you who use unscrupulous means, it's you who bully others, you still have the face to be angry, should I climb to the roof and jump off, or rush to the road and be hit by a car?"

The man who kicked her didn't respond, she stood there calmly and looked down at the man with the shoe prints on her trousers, which made her furious, and she kicked several times in a row, and couldn't help but put the bag on him. Smashing, "Asshole, give me back my ID, go back to Paris!"

Everyone who passed by the front of the hotel looked at them.

The two security guards who had come over didn't know what was going on, and looked at them helplessly.

Originally a man and a woman with excellent looks and temperament, first a famous car collided with a famous car, and then it became... a scene where couples are having trouble?

Mo Shichen let her vent, but after she stopped, he brazenly hugged her and wrapped her around her waist so that she could only fuss in his arms, "What did you think about what I told you last night?" How is it?"

Wen Yi hated that tonight's shoes had no offensive power, "Get lost."

"speak politely."

Talking to him will vomit to death sooner or later, at least a few years short of life.

She frowned, and then answered decisively and clearly, "I refuse, I don't want to bet with you."

He darkened his eyes, "Don't be impulsive."

"This question is not difficult to think about, I have thought about it a long time ago."

On the contrary, this man said last night that he would come to see her today, but if he hadn't met her in front of the hotel, he didn't even seem to have called her.

She wasn't looking forward to him, but simply thought his behavior was ridiculous.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

When she answered this question, she was calm and flat in a typical Wen Yi style, "It's very simple. I have known you for so many years, and I have never seen you lose."

For a person like Mo Shichen, he must have full confidence to set up a bet, and whether he wins or loses is decided by him and Mo Shiqian, not to mention influencing the outcome, she can't even achieve the effect of interference.

He smiled lowly, "Madam, you really have full confidence in my ability."

She looked away, and said expressionlessly, "It's over, can you let go?"

"I just said, I'm angry."

Looking at the calm and handsome face in front of her, Wen Yi just wanted to slap her.

She really didn't understand how this man was so capable of making her furious. She hadn't lost as much temper as she did when she was alone in the past five years, "Let me go, Mo Shichen, don't force me As soon as I was old, I rebelled against my bones, and I really found a chance to find a man..."

Mo Shichen lowered his head and blocked her lips.

Looking for a chance to find a man to have sex with, let alone he wouldn't give her a chance, she wouldn't even have a chance to talk about it.