Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Li Qianrui's face froze, and she looked at him tearfully, "Are you blaming me for coming to Paris without permission? Do you think that if I hadn't come, you wouldn't have quarreled with her, and you wouldn't have made trouble?" to divorce her?"

The man put one hand into his trouser pocket, and said indifferently, "If you don't come, she and I really wouldn't have gotten into this kind of trouble, but if you have to pursue it, it's because of my relationship with her. The fuse is not the root cause, as for you, I made it very clear when I was in Jiangcheng, and I gave you enough compensation."

Li Qianrui finally couldn't help it, and cried, "What I want is not compensation at all, I just want to see you, is there something wrong?"

The man's brows and eyes basically did not fluctuate, "My feelings for you are originally based on the Li Ru that you piled up and created with lies. If I met you in the first place, then I guess I would not even look at you." Second look."

Li Qianrui's tears flowed like broken beads, and she looked at him sadly.

It's a pity that Mo Shichen has long been used to seeing her tears, and he remained indifferent, "I'll have someone take care of the hospitalization expenses and the air ticket back to Jiangcheng. You came to Paris in your spare time, and since that’s the case, at least you went to a university, you should have no problem supporting yourself, go back and find a job by yourself, and when you can’t eat, you don’t have the heart to feel sad and miss men.”

After speaking, he opened the door of the ward and raised his foot to leave.

Ever since he divorced Wen Yi, all his thoughts have been on her. These days, the people under him probably felt his displeasure and the low pressure around him. No one dared to take the initiative to bother him. Li Qianrui Even if something happened in the hospital, they would solve it by themselves, so if he hadn't "met" her, he might not know when he would think of her.

"If you don't care about me at all, why did you divorce her?"

The man paused, and said calmly, "Maybe the timing of my divorce from her gave you this illusion, but I chose to divorce her just to get her in another way."

Mo Shichen left.

There was silence in the ward, and Li Qianrui knelt on the bed blankly, she knew that this was the last time.

In other words, he actually didn't plan to see her again from a long time ago, even though she was looking forward to it every day, she just wanted to have a look at him and say a few words to him.

But now this hope has been dashed...

Since she brought him back from the sea five years ago, the focus of her life has been him, or only him. Now, her father is gone, and she has no one to rely on when she goes back...

When she came, he took all the money and house he gave her to buy the ring... And this time, except for the medical expenses and the air ticket, he would not give her any more money...

What will she do next?

No love, no father, just live in poverty and loneliness?

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When Mo Shichen knocked on the door and entered Shen Yu's ward, Wen Yi was feeding Shen Yu porridge.

She was sitting by the hospital bed with a patient and gentle look. At first glance, Mo Shichen had the illusion that she should have been like this, not the delicate and cold Vice President Wen.

But this thought was only fleeting, he immediately frowned in displeasure, and said lightly, "He's not your boyfriend, why did you feed him porridge with your own hands?"

Wen Yi didn't look at him, but still replied, "Auntie has been a little stimulated for the past two days, and her health is not very good. Uncle Shen asked her to rest at home for two days."

Although she and Shen Yu haven't reached the level of boyfriend and girlfriend, one is because she hasn't divorced for long, and the other is because both of them have relatively slow personalities, and this kind of thing goes with the flow. nature.

But there is also the intention to go in that direction, so the recent walk is very close, even as a friend, it is understandable for her to take care of him.

Things like feeding meals don't seem to cross the line too much, but the intimacy is so intimidating, Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, and said calmly, "If it's so inconvenient, I'll ask Kang Ding to find a professional The nurse will come over and promise that there will be no hidden dangers in this business for more than ten years."

Shen Yu turned his face to look at Mo Shichen, moved his lips and just wanted to speak, but frowned before he could speak.

Wen Yi hurriedly said, "Your words will affect the wound, so please ignore him, don't talk."

Mo Shichen's face darkened a little, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't speak.

Shen Yu closed his eyes, his expression gradually calmed down, and he didn't continue to be aggressive, and continued to open his mouth slowly to eat the very thin porridge.

Wen Yi didn't speak any more, just patiently and carefully fed the small bowl of porridge.

Mo Shichen walked to the seat by the window and stood with his body slanted. After browsing the ward with his deep eyes, his gaze finally fell on the woman.

The heating was turned on in the ward, so she dragged her coat, and she only had a bottoming sweater on her body. It was soft and slim, not a high collar, and her short hair fell on her neck. The boundaries were very clear. Seen from the back, there was an indescribable warmth. Wan.

The word gentle should actually suit her very well, but he can only capture it very occasionally.

But for another injured man, I have seen enough.

Mo Shichen looked at her back and gradually fell into thoughts.

After Wen Yi fed Shen Yu the porridge, she felt that the other man in the ward was so quiet, she put down the bowl and turned around, ready to ask him what he wanted to do here.

He stood by the window, as if he was watching her, but his eyes didn't have the slightest ripple, like the calm and unfathomable midnight deep sea, just looking at her in a daze.

She called out to him, "Mo Shichen?"

The man ignored it, as if he didn't hear it.

A bit of confusion appeared on Wen Yi's face, then she got up and walked towards him. After standing still in front of him, she called again, "Mo Shichen?"

She pursed her lips, looked at his handsome but dazed face, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, "Hello, Mr. Mo."

This man, why does he seem to be dazed.

Wen Yi was impatient, so she raised her foot and was about to kick him, but before her foot left the ground, the standing man suddenly leaned over and approached her, and before she could react, he held her face, He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

As soon as the lips touched, Wen Yi's head exploded lightly.

This man plotted against her again!

There was no mercy under her feet, so she raised her foot and stepped on his instep without mercy.

A woman like Wen Yi, except that she wears flat shoes when she is at home, usually wears shoes with heels when she goes out, the only difference is a few centimeters or ten meters and centimeters.

The man seemed to be in pain, he took two steps back, his tall body leaned against the wall, the trance on his face was broken, and his eyes were focused with new sobriety.