Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

She stepped on the ground with bare feet, and the light trousers and flowing chiffon were blown fluttering by the sea breeze, especially her slender figure, standing there, she seemed to be blown at any time Walk.

People came and went, she didn't know how long she stood there.

Her legs were really sore and tired, so she walked aside, found a dry space, and sat up casually, put her shoes and bag aside, bent one leg, rested her chin on her knee, and looked at the sea Preoccupied.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened the address book and scrolled down, and after a while, her fingers landed on the word Fengxing.

He stared at the phone screen hesitantly until the screen went dark automatically.

She moved her fingers, but she still dialed the phone.

About twenty seconds later, Fengxing's lazy voice sounded in his ear, "What do you want from me?"

Both of Chi Huan's legs were bent, and his arm without the phone was wrapped around his knee, and he leaned on it with his head tilted, "Well... I have something I want to ask you."

"Say."

"You know... Mo Shiqian and I are in Jiangcheng now?"

"Know."

She raised her hand to scratch her hair, then licked her lips, "I had a fight with him just now."

Feng Xing smiled lightly on the other end, didn't say anything, just stared at her and continued.

Chi Huan sighed softly and was submerged in the sea breeze, "I asked him...how was he doing in Paris these years, and then he lost his temper, have you...have a good life these few years?"

"Not to mention."

I thought Feng Xing would hesitate for a while before answering her, but he almost spoke quietly after hearing what she said, with a faint smile lingering, nothing special, just an ordinary chat, "Rather than say It’s not good, it’s better to say...it’s just very busy. When he was the busiest, he didn’t close his eyes for three days and three nights, and it was not uncommon for him not to go home. The first two years were indeed not easy...see how you define it good and bad."

Chi Huan was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Is that the case, then why is he angry?"

That seems... It can't be said badly, because she also had such a day, and now looking back, it was just a difficult period in her past life.

Feng Xing smiled, and said casually, "When he gets angry, he gets angry, you don't care what he does."

She said sullenly, "I don't want to quarrel with him."

"You don't want to quarrel with him, do you want to spend your whole life with him?"

Chi Huan was stunned there, and the fingers holding the phone slowly tightened, his whole body was indescribably stiff.

She didn't speak for a long time.

Feng Xing's low and lazy voice continued, "I know you like him, and Shi Qian may not be unaware of it, but it's not enough just to have liking between you... He knows this, so you After the incident of cutting the pulse last time, if you don't go to him, he will definitely not come back to you again."

Chi Huan bit his lip, not knowing how he felt for a while.

After a while, she closed her eyes, pulled her lips and said two words, "Really."

"Yes, how much do you love him, even if the past doesn't affect the present, but how can you give up most of the present, or even all of your life just to be with him—"

Feng Xing smiled faintly, methodically, and with a cool look overflowing from being too calm, "He just thinks that way, and you don't need to love him more, but your little liking is far from enough to keep you from being suppressed by reality." The distance you opened, you cut another pulse, and forced you to die... other than forget it, what other way does he have. "

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With the mobile phone still at hand, Chi Huan lay on the soft sand, looking at the clear blue sky that seemed to have been washed.

Her mind kept repeating the last words Feng Xing said before hanging up the phone——

[If you can't let go of everything in Lancheng, you should get out as soon as possible, don't provoke him, and don't delay yourself. 】

Letting go of everything in Lancheng...

She really didn't think about this question.

Feng Xing is right, this is an extremely realistic problem between them, but she can't even figure out what Mo Shiqian is thinking, how can she think about such a long-term thing.

Even if Feng Xing didn't say it, she also vaguely knew that even if she was willing to put down everything in Lancheng and go to Paris with him...it would not be easy for him to marry her.

Besides...does he want to marry her?

Chi Huan lay on the beach until evening.

The continuous stream of people changed wave after wave, but they never decreased.

When the setting sun was sinking on the sea level, Chi Huan still got up, patted off the fine sand all over his body carefully, held the high heels in one hand, and held the bag in the other hand, and began to slowly walk back along the starting direction .

When he was about to step up the stairs, Chi Huan took out a tissue from his bag and patted the sand off his feet, then bent down to put on his shoes, his feet landed on the bottom step, and he was about to go up when he lifted his head. , the front line of sight was blocked by the man's tall figure.

She raised her head and looked up at Mo Shiqian who was standing above her.

He was already tall, not to mention standing taller than her. His handsome face was covered by the last thin light of the setting sun, but that layer of warm light could not melt the shattered ice in his eyes.

Mo Shiqian looked at her indifferently, with one hand in his trouser pocket.

He didn't mean to say too much, he turned around and said three simple and indifferent words, "Go back to the hotel."

He left without waiting for her response.

Chi Huan looked at his back and followed him anyway.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and as soon as Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan walked over, the bodyguard quickly opened the door of the back seat.

The handsome man looked down at her, and said calmly, "They will send you back to the hotel, and someone will send you back to your room for dinner. You go back and take a shower, and go to bed early after dinner."

Chi Huan asked in a daze, "What about you, won't you go back with me?"

The man's deep eyes were clear and dark, and his voice was calm, "Well, I still have something to take care of."

"You...don't have any plans for today?"

"A small temporary matter."

She lowered her head, "Oh."

"boarding."

Chi Huan looked at him for a while, then bent down and got into the car without saying a word.

Mo Shiqian raised his hand to close the car door himself, and took a few steps back with his long legs.

The black luxury car started and drove away slowly.

It wasn't until the car completely disappeared from sight under the night that Mo Shiqian asked, "Is the yacht ready?"

"At the pier, ready to go at any time."

"Um."

"President Mo...you doubt...but that Miss Li said...that the one who looks like you is not...the eldest son?"

Mo Shiqian pursed his lips and sneered, "Do you believe what she says?"

"But if the eldest son is still alive...how can he stay in this kind of place?"