Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

But now, the same reality was before his eyes.

He was never sentimental, or an emotional person.

The man's voice was calm, and he just stared at her deeply, "Tell me, why did you knock on the door of Pei Yi's room after midnight the night before?"

His demeanor was gentle and he didn't ask questions.

If you have to describe it accurately, you can probably only call it, inquiry.

But even this inquiry still gave birth to an indescribable alienation.

Also... It was he who doubted her a little bit, and this suspicion was too calm.

Chi Huan shook his head, "I haven't."

"You have, Huanhuan, the surveillance screen shows that you knocked on the door of his room on your own initiative."

After he finished speaking, he tuned out that paragraph, and the screen of the notebook turned to her.

This time Chi Huan saw it clearly.

The woman who left the room in the middle of the night and went to the opposite side to knock on the door was indeed herself.

Her pupils dilated slightly, and her heart was suddenly blocked.

Then, a little bit of bewilderment appeared on his face.

Hearing from them just now, she thought they made a mistake, but seeing the surveillance screen with her own eyes, she was basically sure that the person inside was herself.

She...was clearly asleep, and she didn't have any scene of her waking up in her memory.

why……

She raised her eyes and looked at Mo Shiqian who was opposite.

He also looked at her with a pair of eyes, calm and deep, "Don't remember?"

"I... I don't remember ever getting up."

After she fell asleep, it was morning when she woke up.

He asked calmly and methodically, "What happened the night before yesterday, when you recalled it later, did you find anything unusual?"

This "abnormality" had already been recalled carefully and over and over again during the day yesterday.

She shook her head, "At that time, I just heard Pei Yi say that his room was opposite to mine, and I thought it was a coincidence."

At that time, this thought flashed through my mind, but it passed quickly.

Although it was a coincidence, it was not a great coincidence.

The man's deep voice was calm and clear, "You can't remember at all, did you knock on Pei Yi's room door?"

She fell silent.

Memories are blank.

Finally, he said in a low voice, "Yes."

Mo Shiqian stood up, "Go to the restaurant to have breakfast, rest at home for the next two days, and wait until this matter is over."

"Do you want to go out?"

"Well, come back tonight and call me if you need anything."

Chi Huan then stood up, eyebrows lowered, ten white fingers twisted together, "Okay."

Mo Shiqian turned to leave, and the sound of the car engine sounded after a while.

She stood in front of the sofa, looking at the snowy garden outside through the glass of the window, and took a long time to walk towards the kitchen.

After simply eating some breakfast, when I was about to go back to the study, I accidentally saw the suitcase at the entrance——

That was what he brought back last night, and it has been left there without cleaning up.

She looked at it for a while, then walked over, pulled out the lever and pushed it in the direction of the stairs.

Then a bodyguard was called to carry her up to the second floor.

She pushed the suitcase to the cloakroom by herself, laid it flat, and called, ready to take out the clothes inside one by one, and then put them back to their original positions.

In addition to clothes, there are notebooks, some daily necessities and other odds and ends.

The entire suitcase was neatly placed. After putting the clothes back, she picked up the notebook and prepared to put it back in his study. Before she stood up, she caught a glimpse of a red brocade box out of the corner of her eye.

Her movements stopped immediately.

Some things are always the same.

She put the notebook down again, slowly stretched out her hand, and picked out the brocade box.

It feels high-grade and soft.

She lowered her head and stared at it for a long time.

Finally, he raised his hand and opened it.

The transparent and hard brilliance is inlaid on platinum, shining in the bright light of the fitting room.

【If you have beautiful flowers and expensive diamonds, would you be willing to put on a wedding dress? 】

Chi Huan took it and stroked it carefully, and inadvertently found a shallow nick in the ring.

She held it up, identifying letter by letter.

A few simple words.

She closed her eyes, and suddenly there was a burst of soreness from the tip of her nose. When she opened her eyes again, tears fell down unexpectedly.

Wet on the brocade box, a drop of red became darker.

In the end, she closed the ring box and put it back in its original place. The notebook was also covered back. The side where he put his clothes had been emptied, and nothing had been touched on this side.

Chi Huan stood up and closed the suitcase again.

………………

The corner of the street outside the villa.

The black Gust suddenly stepped on the brakes, and stopped abruptly on the excuse that the tires made short dashes on the snow.

The man in the driver's seat lowered his head slightly, unable to see clearly the expression under his short black hair.

Only his fingers holding the steering wheel were extraordinarily hard, the knuckles turned white, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were exposed a little bit. The interior of the car is silent and dead, and it is dark, oppressive and cramped.

trust?

There is no unreasonable trust in this world, if there is, it can only be called wishful thinking.

He never believed in the results of analysis and judgment.

She was not drugged, nor was she fainted and carried on Pei Yi's bed.

She walked over by herself and knocked on Pei Yi's door.

She said she didn't remember anything.

One night plus one day was enough for his subordinates to thoroughly investigate the whole matter.

But nothing came of it.

There are only surveillance images of her knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

Mo Shiqian fumbled for a cigarette, then found a lighter, snapped it on, and took a deep puff between his lips, puffing out blue-white smoke from his tall nose.

His profile is sexy, cold, and somewhat dark.

The phone vibrated and rang for a while before he took out the phone and clicked to answer.

It was Fengxing who called.

"What did she say?"

Mo Shiqian held a cigarette between his fingers that were not holding the phone, the cigarette butt flickered on and off, his voice was deep and hoarse, "I don't remember anything."

After a while of silence, Feng Xing asked lightly, "Then what do you think?"

What does he think?

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at the white snow covering the street in front of him, "I saw a photo taken secretly with the paparazzi on the surveillance camera. She and Pei Yi were sitting and chatting for several hours. They had a very happy conversation. She's happy."

His voice was very calm from the beginning to the end, but this calmness did not mean that he was really calm, it just suppressed the turbulent undercurrents under the deep sea.

"It doesn't mean anything. You can sit there at that kind of birthday dinner, as long as you don't hate people, you can talk to anyone."

? Mo Shiqian stared at the cigarette butt with lowered eyes, and spit out two words with unclear meaning, "Really."