Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It? - Chapter 237
Chapter 237 If you love deep, you will suffer from g
He said he and Beth had nothing, she didn’t believe it.
The woman babbled a few words, but she believed it a little bit.
Is he so untrustworthy?
In the end, he bowed his head and dropped a feathery kiss on her eyes.
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When Chi Huan woke up in the morning, Mo Shiqian was no longer there.
But when she picked up the phone to check the time, she saw a text message lying on the phone screen.
[Wake up and text me back. 】
The texting time is a few minutes past six in the morning.
He got up so early?
She sat up leaning on the pillow and stared at this sentence for a long time. In the end, she didn’t reply to the text message, but made a call directly.
The phone was answered quickly.
“Woke up?”
“Otherwise, who called you?”
“Still uncomfortable?”
Chi Huan raised his hand and touched his forehead, “It’s not burning anymore, it’s mostly better.”
She rarely catches a cold and has a physical fitness, so taking medicine by drip is very effective for her.
“I will warm the porridge for you, drink a bowl after you get up, and then take medicine in half an hour.
Chi Huan was startled slightly, “When did you come to cook?”
Did he come from the company or the villa to prepare breakfast for her?
It was too early, and now it’s just past seven o’clock.
The man said lightly, “In the morning, when I came back last night, you were already asleep, so I didn’t bother you.”
“You’re back?”
“Well, it’s late, so I didn’t tell you.”
She couldn’t tell her mood for a moment, “…oh.”
“You take care of your health at home these two days, and don’t care about other things, eh?”
There was silence on the phone line for a while.
Chi Huan looked at the ceiling, then looked out the window, still closed his eyes, suppressed all the various emotions, leaned on the soft pillow, and asked faintly, “What happened the night before, you didn’t talk to me before. Say a word, will you not explain to me afterwards?”
She doesn’t understand, is it that he will never tell her if she doesn’t ask?
Mo Shiqian was silent on the phone line for nearly five seconds.
Then, he stated in a very low and very slow tone, “After your father was killed, I checked all the people related to this matter, but as Wen Yi said, the top one was Clod one. Summer, a manager who was downgraded, could not find definite evidence further up. I also thought at the time that it was Lawrence who asked his subordinates to buy murderers until Wen Yi found me.”
Except that the manager is from Clod-Summer, there is a more important reason. When he confronted Lawrence and questioned him, he did not deny it.
Later, Wen Yi asked Song Shu to be the middleman, found him, and raised questions on the phone——
At that time, she said, [Although you are a father and son, but you don’t recognize the chairman, you basically never get along with him or even come into contact with him, so you don’t understand his personality… from my husband to my dad. I understand that he will not kill people easily. What’s more, the father who killed Miss Chi doesn’t make a wise choice, and… Dad knew that your mother was hit hard after he passed away more than 20 years ago. He went straight back to Paris and is still recuperating until now. We don’t think he would still have a good idea to beat the mandarin ducks at this time. 】
After Chi An died, although Mo Shiqian didn’t leave Clod-Summer, his relationship with Lawrence was very stiff.
But the problem lies in knowing that there is a misunderstanding, but Lawrence’s personality is too stubborn, even less condescending to explain anything, and this rigid relationship directly affects Lawrence’s condition.
In order to try to repair the relationship between them, Wen Yi touched the truth about Chi An’s death.
“Then why not correct him directly?”
Mo Shiqian was silent for a few seconds before saying faintly, “If you directly identify it, you can’t tell whether Mrs. Larry is involved.”
Chi Huan was stunned, and soon understood.
Her father died, which was a shock to her.
If this matter…It was her biological mother who killed her daughter’s biological father at the expense of her daughter’s happiness in order to plan for profit…
For her, it was not a level of blow.
To some extent, it is a collapse.
She pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, “Then you know what they are trying to fight against, why are they still being drugged.”
After a while, he said in a low voice, “Sorry, I was negligent.”
Chi Huan’s low and quiet voice was entwined with a certain smile, “You never seem to have thought about what might happen to me and Mo Xigu.”
“I know him, he knows me a lot, and I know you better.”
Is that right…
His understanding seems to be correct, or in other words, it is indeed correct.
Is it because he is so sure…so he didn’t look for her in those hours?
Believe that Mo Xigu will not touch her?
Believe that she will not touch Mo Xi Gu?
Isn’t he worried about anyone being drugged among them, or all being given drugs?
But why… can’t she believe so?
Is it because she can’t see through humanity like him, or…
Only those who love deeply will suffer from gains and losses?
“I’m going to get up and wash, you can go to work.”
The man’s voice became softer again, “Remember to take medicine.”
“it is good.”
After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, opening the tightly drawn curtains.
One day and one night, the outside world was covered with snow again.
New Year’s Day has passed, is this the first snow of the new year?
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After getting up to wash and tying her long hair into balls, Chi Huan suddenly felt much better.
The porridge made by the man is soft and sweet, but not too dull. She feels much better than yesterday.
After regaining her spirit, she no longer felt so gloomy.
She almost obliged herself to brainwash herself over and over again.
Trust Mo Shiqian.
He said that nothing happened to him and Beth, that is, nothing happened.
He had never lied to her before, and he would not lie to her.
Beth’s clothes can be torn by herself.
The marks on the body can also be found by yourself.
Those voices are also… I heard her knock on the door and called to her on purpose.
It’s just that every time she almost succeeded in brainwashing, she would want to know what he was doing in those few hours, what he couldn’t see, and…
Why did he not come back to see her when she caught a cold.
She sat on the sofa, holding her mobile phone, thinking over and over again, whether or not to call him to ask.
But if by any chance, what she pursued was the result she didn’t want to accept, why didn’t she choose to take the things he told her as facts… Whether it happened or not, it was not his subjective will.
Does she have to ask a man to fight drugs…
In theory, she can’t.
But in fact, if you don’t figure it out, this thorn will always be stuck in her throat.
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