Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It? - Chapter 252
Chapter 252 And kissed him unconsciously
In the end, the man said faintly, “Can you compare to me with your little broken body? It’s only been a few days since the cold, eh?”
She opened her mouth and wanted to refute that the cold was because she was soaked in cold water, but after another thought, he estimated that he had soaked longer than her, and he continued to…
This body is indeed good, so good that it is almost abnormal.
Chi Huan remembered how he tossed her in bed last night… well, it was very abnormal.
She hummed softly, looked at Wen Yi, pursed her lips and smiled, “Don’t drink coffee at this time, just drink some wine.”
If you are drunk, you can ask An Ke to pick you up, they must have their own driver.
Wen Yi walked over slowly, and smiled, “Okay.”
…………
They went directly to the opposite side in 1999.
This is Mo Shiqian’s place. He directly asked the waiter to take them to a quiet box.
The view is better than the restaurant just now.
Chi Huan felt that the couple they were looking for should be Mo Shiqian, but he might not give much face, so he tried to save the country and start with her.
After sitting down, Wen Yi raised his hand and poured the wine slowly.
About to accommodate the two women, they ordered wine, although they should all be able to drink.
Chi Huan glanced at the secretive man next to Wen Yi, and smiled slightly, “You two are looking for us, do you have anything to say?”
Wen Yi raised his wine glass, “President Xiao Mo promised me that after solving Ms. Chi’s father’s affairs, he went to Paris to meet with his dad. His old man’s health has not been well.”
Chi Huan turned his head and glanced at the man next to him before saying, “Since he has agreed, he should go.”
Going to see Lawrence in Paris is not an embarrassing thing. If she is not mistaken, Lawrence was shocked because of the news of Mo Shiqian’s mother’s death last time.
Wen Yi nodded, then turned to look straight at Mo Shiqian, pursing his lips, “I hope…you will stay in Paris this time.”
Mo Shiqian’s face was calm, obviously he had already guessed her intentions.
Chi Huan was startled, “What do you mean?”
“In the event more than 20 years ago, President Mo’s father certainly had a place to be sorry for his mother. This is undoubtedly. But in a big family, especially the heir who is burdened with heavy responsibilities, many times he cannot help himself. Make choices, Mr. Lawrence is like this, Mr. Lawrence Jr. is like this…Standing at the pinnacle of power all his life, only unable to marry his love…”
There is a smile in her quiet voice, but also sadness.
The man next to her immediately became angry again, his eyebrows pressed, and he was very gloomy, “Wen Yi, do you have to be so yin and yang?”
Wen Yi didn’t even look at him, and said lightly, “I’m reasoning, but I’m just taking you as an example. If you are idle, go back, so that you don’t accidentally get poked into the pain.”
Mo Shiqian glanced at them faintly, “Invited specifically to let us watch you quarrel?”
Wen Yi ignored his man, and then said to him, “I’m too tired from work recently and want to temporarily suspend my job. If you go to the headquarters now, you can just pick up my position…Of course, it’s just a springboard for temporary experience and Familiar with……”
Before she could finish speaking, the table was suddenly slapped by the man’s palm.
Chi Huan’s sudden voice was so frightened, he pursed his lips and silently looked at the furious young Mr. Lawrence.
Bad temper.
Mo Shiqian is still good, and he never pats the table with her.
The man’s voice was somber as water, “Wen Yi, when did I agree to your suspension?”
She looked at him and said lightly, “Dad agrees.”
The man sneered, “Are you addicted to my dad now?”
“There is such a person in this world who can crush you, why can’t I find it?”
Chi Huan looked at the men and women who were fighting each other.
Single-carrying men, gentlemen and sons; single-carrying women, gentle ladies.
Getting together is always the tip of the needle to the wheat.
It’s like resenting a puppet, but it’s not as simple as resenting a puppet.
“He won’t stay in Paris.”
Their stalemate was interrupted by their soft and calm voices abrupt and gentle.
It was Chi Huan who spoke naturally, “He can continue to be the president of Clod-Summer, but he will only stay in Lancheng.”
Wen Yi turned his head, looked at Chi Huan, and raised his eyebrows slightly, “Did he say that?”
“No.”
Wen Yi smiled, “Then why are you so sure?”
Love?
Maybe it is indeed love.
But the determination from love is always the most blind.
Chi Huan met her eyes with a faint smile on her lips, “You ask him.”
Wen Yi was startled, then looked at the man.
Mo Shiqian lowered his eyebrows, looking at Chi Huan intently, with a faint smile in his eyes.
He raised his hand to pin the woman’s fallen hair behind his ear, and lifted his thin lips, “Well, I’m not going.”
“why?”
The curvature of the man’s thin lips became mocking, and his voice cooled down, but his eyebrows were sharp, “I don’t care whether the thing more than 20 years ago was whether he deliberately abandoned it or had no choice. From my birth to now, I have no father. No, he wants to manipulate me and he is far from qualified… Besides, I have no plans to go to Paris, let alone leave Lancheng.”
“For Miss Chi?”
His tone was light and natural, and his big palm stroked her long hair like a pet, “I wouldn’t go without her, I can’t go with her.”
Apart from other things, Chi Huan’s career is all in China, and at a time when the day is in the sky, there is still a movie waiting to be filmed. If he is based in Paris, the two cannot live apart for a long time in a foreign country. One party must compromise.
Besides, as long as they separate, Lawrence will undoubtedly find ways to give him various women.
Chi Huan felt warm and couldn’t help but look up at him.
His eyes were as dark as an abyss and as deep as the sea, with a faint smile and unspeakable bewitching.
She blinked and unconsciously raised her head and kissed him on the chin.
The other two people who were there–
“…”
“…”
Wen Yi didn’t say much when she saw this. Although she was ordered to be a lobbyist, she could see that this man’s mind and decision were not at all controlled by passers-by like them.
Simply too lazy to spend more time.
Just asked again, “Have you decided to get married?”
Before Chi Huan could answer, Mo Shiqian squinted his eyes and uttered two words indifferently, “Of course.”
Wen Yi picked up the wine, drank half a glass, put down the glass and smiled, “Speaking of the bystander, I don’t recommend that the two get married now——
I think my dad hasn’t forcibly broken up your feelings recently. If you maintain the status quo, he may not do anything for the time being, but if you get married, he will definitely not allow it…Why break this balance? ”
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