Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

He always thought that Chi Huan was a young lady who didn't know much about the world. Even in the entertainment industry, she could rely on her father's connections to get along smoothly, so she didn't need her to climb with her bare hands.

He couldn't even imagine that in her life, she could understand what real frustration was.

Seeing that Yang Hao just stared at her blankly, Chi Huan didn't move, of course - letting him move from the sofa to the window was not an easy task in itself.

She threw her bag back on the sofa, stood up by herself, and walked towards the coffee table. Her long curly hair hung down her waist and was very thick. I don’t know how many people were hacked to death by their wives with an axe, let alone you, a piece of rubbish who doesn’t want others to feel at ease after death?”

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Mo Shiqian's cell phone had already been unpacked and reset, and the wrapping paper was thrown into the trash, and the cell phone was conveniently put into the pocket of his coat.

Then he raised his dark and quiet eyes, and looked at Chi Huan's back lightly, without any waves in his eyes.

Yang Hao's expression was terrifying, the veins on his forehead burst out, his eyes were red as if stained with blood, his panting breathing was more like an acute attack, and he looked like he was about to go crazy at any time.

Mo Xigu frowned, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and pulled Chi Huan back.

"I don't want to reassure her? When did she reassure me? "

Still roaring hysterically, those eyes were filled with endless grief and self-mockery, and turned to look at Su Yabing on the other side, "Isn't I good enough for you? Your father is sick, and I will pay for a doctor to see him." , you said you want to continue studying, I will pay for your study, do you know how happy I was the day you promised to marry me? I can't bear to let you do anything, I will buy you anything you like, even if you don't want to Let me touch you, and I didn't force you! If you didn't think about this man all the time, want to go back to China, and want to leave me, would I hit you?"

When the voice fell, Chi Huan was already stunned.

Mo Xigu, who was worried that she would be attacked by pulling Chi Huan's wrist because Yang Hao was too emotionally unstable, was even more shocked, his black pupils were slightly cracked, and he slowly let go of his hand.

Even lawyers who have handled countless divorce lawsuits and seen all kinds of ugly scenes are surprised.

Su Yabing knelt on the floor in front of the coffee table, covering her face and weeping uncontrollably.

Only Mo Shiqian stood in the distance as if he had nothing to do with himself, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his pale lips were sexy and meager, and his eyes were extremely cold.

For a few moments, Chi Huan felt ridiculous.

This absurdity comes from a kind of contrast.

Beside him, Mo Xigu suppressed shock in his low voice, "You have been married until now... have you never had any relationship?"

Yang Hao looked at Mo Xigu with eyes full of jealousy and hatred, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "She said she didn't want to...I've been waiting for her, but what I waited and waited for was not that she was willing, but that she was willing from the beginning to the end. Finally miss you, she even searched your name over and over again in the search engine, she writes in her diary every day that she misses you... I got drunk and said I don't want to wait any longer, she still keeps calling your name Let you save her..."

"If she hadn't insisted on coming back, how could I have hit her? I treasure her so much, how could I have hit her..."

Looking at the man who went from hysterical to muttering to himself, Chi Huan suddenly had mixed feelings that he hadn't felt in a long time, and finally he just felt ridiculous.

It's really... a rare and pure love.

Su Yabing held her face in her hands, her whole body seemed to be lying on the floor, only the sound of crying remained, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I tried my best, I tried to fall in love with you... but I couldn't ..."

Yang Hao looked at her and said, "But he's going to get married, and he's going to marry Chi Huan in less than a month... Ya Bing, can you go back with me? As long as you don't leave me, I definitely won't." I'll hit you again."

Chi Huan glanced at him, then at the woman on the ground, pursed her crimson lips, turned and walked to the French window.

The wind in autumn was not crazy, but it was also very strong, and her long hair was blown out.

Mo Shiqian stood half a meter away from her.

Her voice seemed to be scattered in the wind, cool and misty, "You go ask Mr. Yang to sign it, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

"Yes."

Mo Shiqian raised his leg and walked over steadily.

Su Yabing raised her head and looked at him blankly, "What are you going to do?"

Mo Shiqian didn't answer her, to be precise, he never glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

He attached himself to clasp Yang Hao's wrist, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Hao's face, which was originally devastated by vicissitudes, was distorted into a hideous shape, and the unbearable screams of pain even the lawyer on the side looked sympathetic .

Mo Shiqian didn't seem to change his expression, as if he only had a little bit of strength in his hand, but Yang Hao was so painful that he broke out in cold sweat.

Mo Xi frowned straightly, looked at the cold and indifferent man with complicated eyes, and pursed his thin lips into a line.

Su Yabing straightened up and put her hands on the tea table, "Stop...don't do this."

Of course Mo Shiqian would ignore her.

In this room, he only listens to Chi Huan.

Chi Huan stood with his back to the window, raised his fingers and brushed up his long hair, "Mr. Yang, I promised Miss Su that she will have a successful divorce today... My bodyguards don't know the importance of it. If my wife is gone, I can find them again. The hand is useless... but it is really useless."

Beans of sweat came out from Yang Hao's forehead, but he gritted his teeth tightly, and he didn't speak, let alone let go.

The sound of bone dislocation resounded clearly.

Yang Hao jumped out of his teeth one word at a time, "I won't get a divorce."

Su Yabing yelled as if she had collapsed in vain, "Enough, enough...stop, stop..."

"Mo Shiqian."

It wasn't until Chi Huan's voice sounded that the man let go, and straightened his tall and straight body again, his eyes were as cold as nothing.

Yang Hao collapsed on the sofa and gasped for breath, while Su Yabing lay on the coffee table crying out of breath.

When Mo Shiqian's long legs passed by Su Yabing's side, he suddenly smiled faintly in his cold voice, "Miss Su, you have taken advantage of everything, if you don't shed a few tears, you are the most pitiful."

Su Yabing probably didn't expect this man to speak suddenly, but she was still stunned for a moment.

"If a marriage without feelings is called long-term prostitution, it is also to satisfy each other's needs. Like this type, you receive money from prostitutes, refuse to dedicate yourself, cheat mentally, and torture this mentally ill stupid man for several years. , it is not great and noble to keep a pure and clean body."

He smiled faintly, and there was a frivolous playfulness between his clear eyebrows, "Born from a clean household? You can't pay it yourself, why don't you let Shao Mo pay it off for you?"