Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Wen Yi lowered her voice and replied, "I don't know yet."

Shen Yu said naturally, "Then call me when you want to go home."

"If it's late, I'll call you. If it's early, I'll just take a taxi back."

Shen Yu didn't speak, just said, "Okay."

Although it's nothing, Wen Yi still doesn't want to say anything more to Shen Yu in front of Mo Shichen. It seems that no matter what it is, she can deduce a very bad result, so she tries to talk to Shen Yu as much as possible. Names are hidden.

After hanging up the phone, she let out a sigh of relief, and unconsciously tilted her head slightly when she was still in a daze, and then unexpectedly bumped into the man's deep and unpredictable dark eyes, which made her heart skip a beat. He obviously closed his eyes as if he didn't want to miss her at all...

Mo Shichen asked with a smile, "Shen Yu?"

She carefully recalled the conversation just now, and confirmed that she didn't say anything that would accurately reveal the identity of the other party, and it was just a simple exchange.

She neither admitted nor denied, but just smiled similarly to him, "President Mo, you and I are divorced, are you still interested in Shen Yu?"

"You and I are divorced. Miss Wen, you still take the initiative to invite me to dinner."

She tilted her body and leaned towards him at a 30-degree angle, and said with a smile, "In order to avoid bothering you with some unpleasant things when we eat later, why don't we spread things out in the car Let's talk, okay?"

Mo Shichen had a half-smile, "Tell me, I can't even close my ears."

"I know that I tricked Vicki and Li Qianrui into acting out a kidnapping case for me, and that made you very angry, Mr. Mo. You both disdain my tricks and get angry that I plotted against you for divorce. The former It proves that I am a scheming whore with a not pure mind. The latter shows that I am a person who does not know what is good or bad. Your status and appearance are all first-class. Without it, I will definitely find someone who is more beautiful than me. The version of Muse, the kind of bright and bright that can make you fall in love with, there is no need to care about a woman like me, I apologize to you for what I have done, if I make Mr. Mo unhappy, I am willing to bear your dissatisfaction, but ..."

She slowed down, then looked into his eyes and continued, "There is a saying that misfortune is not as good as wives and children. There are countless ways that Mr. Mo wants to teach me a lesson. I have no complaints. I hope you will let us Wen's go, my father." Mother, elder brother and sister-in-law, I did not offend you."

The man looked at her indifferently, with a smile on his lips, "Then shall we remarry?"

Wen Yi's beautiful and regular facial features froze.

She looked at him, as if trying to read a joke or a sarcasm from his face, and he was indeed not serious, but she didn't dare to say hello casually.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, he wasn't in a hurry, and put his right arm casually on the top of the seat between them, "Miss Wen, you have been famous for so many years, and there should be few people who dare to say a few words to you in these years. , or disrespect to you, how did you abandon your pride and self-esteem, do your best to belittle yourself, and apologize in a low voice that you don't even bother with?"

Although these words were spoken, the tone seemed to be reciting a text, and he might feel drowsy brewing after saying a few more words.

"Master Mo, who is not like this in front of you?"

The smile on the man's lips froze, and he looked deeply at her face.

Listening to this makes people feel uncomfortable.

Who is not like this in front of you?

She will be what other people are. There is no difference between him to her and him to others. They are all just a superior person.

Her attitude is so good, it seems that they have never had a past, as if she has never loved him, as if she has never been his wife, as if she has no idea that she can be proud of him in front of him of.

She has no grudges against him, no hatred, no caring, nothing, clean and frank, only distress.

They, Wen's distressed by his embarrassment, have nothing to do with him.

She didn't even have the slightest bit of embarrassment towards him.

Obviously, everyone would think that it was too much for him to treat her like this.

Wen Yi...

Looking at this face that he could touch with his hand, Mo Shichen felt for the first time whether he...was not as capable of controlling her as he thought.

He stared at her, his eyes rippling, and there seemed to be a smile in his voice, "Is the day after my divorce very happy?"

"Very busy, I can't talk about being happy or not."

"Aren't you happy when your wish comes true?"

"Maybe? Maybe I haven't been happy in too long, so I don't know what it feels like?"

He stared at her, "Aren't you happy when you were with me?"

Wen Yi squinted her eyes and recalled for a while, then looked at him and said, "I said no, isn't it just another crime?"

In terms of happiness, she probably felt happy when she first married him.

In these long years, she really didn't have many happy days.

He smiled lightly, "It seems that I have really failed."

"If Mr. Mo can let our family go, so that we can get together and relax, I still won't regret marrying you."

The man looked at her, restrained his smile a little bit, and said, "You don't regret it later, that's your business, what do I want you to do if you don't regret it?"

Wen Yi closed her eyes, almost unable to suppress the surging emotions. The nails of her hands resting on her knees sank deep into the palms, which could bring out sticky blood at any time.

Tolerate.

Tolerate.

Tolerate.

Continue to endure.

She has no capital and can't bear it, even if her parents don't mind being dragged down by her, her brother has already married, and she will never be dragged down.

Mo Shichen stared at her eyelashes that trembled violently when she closed her eyes, and the hands tightly clenched on her knees, his eyes were dark, "When you were with me, would you miss me, want to slap me, slap me If you want to embarrass me, you can instruct me to make steamed buns for you, and you have tried every means to divorce me, just to be tough in front of me, and dare not have any temper?"

"It's impossible for me to remarry you," Wen Yi opened her eyes, and finally answered the question he asked her before, word by word, low and slow, "Unless one day, you grind me into a walking dead and let me die." I feel that my existence as a person has no meaning other than to protect my family, and in that case, I may marry you again."

Her voice was not high, and she didn't have that kind of swearing firmness, her voice was light and empty, but the words said in such a tone, but they couldn't have more weight.

Mo Shichen looked at her, his dark pupils suddenly narrowed, looking at her face with a somewhat sad smile, he felt suffocated for a moment, as if a hand was tightly holding his heart.