Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

"child……"

Mentioning these two words, her heart was still crushed by bouts of dull pain. People are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. She seldom even think about Mo Shiqian these years, let alone that child who suddenly mentioned, Throat seems to be suffocated.

Chi Huan bit his lip, and it took him a while to calm down, "It's my fault about the child, I failed to keep him..."

The man popped out two words from between his teeth, "Keep it?"

"I really didn't know I was pregnant at the time... and I really didn't think about getting rid of him," she said slowly, as if every word was difficult, "At that time Lawrence forced me to break up with you... ...Let me lie to you that I was pregnant, and let you think that I aborted the child...I don't want to do this, and then I found out that I was pregnant...I always thought it was his hands and feet, so I kept following You said, I'm not pregnant."

She lowered her head, under the warm and dim light, under the voice of her slow deliberation, the woman in this picture seemed to drop big drops of tears at any time, falling on the back of her hand clutching his clothes superior.

In fact, when Mo Shiqian looked down at her, he always thought that tears would fall.

That should be more appropriate.

But never.

There were no drops of water falling down, and her voice never choked up.

Mo Shiqian said, "Five years ago, you told me that too."

[No... I didn't want to remove the baby, I didn't know... I really didn't know we had a baby... I'm sorry. 】

"Mrs. Mo asked the servant to give the abortion pills for breakfast. I didn't know until I had abdominal pain... I was really pregnant. Lawrence called me the money afterwards... I didn't ask for it, and I didn't know about it beforehand."

Outside is the sound of the waves that never seem to stop.

The room was dead silent without even the sound of breathing.

Chi Huan let go, and said the last sentence, "I can't convince you, it's your choice whether you believe it or not."

"Chi Huan, you should know that no one can prove what you said."

Lawrence is dead.

Mrs. Mo... told Mo Shiqian what was the consequence of aborting his child. She would never admit to her obvious opinion.

As for other people... such as Mo Xigu, they have no participation, but also emotional tendencies and factors, so they don't have conclusive convincing power - if there is any iron witness and physical evidence.

What's more, it's been five years.

"Yes, I probably can't prove it."

In fact, if she really has to prove it, it doesn't mean that there is nothing she can do, like Mu Xi...

Although she had already deleted the video, and Lawrence would not keep it, she probably knew what Mu Xi had experienced, but such a confrontation was meaningless.

"Why didn't you say it at the beginning, you didn't mean to say that I was leaving."

She pulled her lips, "You're already married, so it's meaningless to say that."

"Is it interesting now?"

Chi Huan was silent for a while, then said, "Tangtang let me fight for it."

Mo Shiqian's deep eyes were so dark that ink dripped out, the line of his jaw was tense, his breathing was heavy, and the air pressure in the whole living room was brought down by him.

The doorbell rang at the right time, interrupting the dead silence.

Mo Shiqian glanced at her shoulders and the large area of ​​skin on her chest that were exposed to the air, and did not reveal the parts that she said could not be exposed, but the ups and downs under the collarbone were vaguely revealed.

He reached out to pick up the shawl she had left on the sofa and put it back for her, then raised his foot to open the door without saying a word.

Outside the door is the hotel waiter, "Mr. Mo, your new dinner order."

The man said indifferently, "Well, I changed the table."

The waiter pushed the dining trolley in, quickly and skillfully replaced the cold food with a freshly made, exactly the same sumptuous dinner.

"Two, please take it easy."

After the waiter went out, Mo Shiqian stood there across a coffee table, put his hand into the pocket of his trousers, "Go to eat."

Chi Huan looked up at him, "Aren't you going to say something?"

"say what?"

She frowned, "Anything."

He said lightly, "You didn't say it yourself, is there still time?"

Chi Huan looked at him for a while, then raised his hand to gather the shawl on his shoulders, then got up and walked towards the restaurant.

Just after she sat down, she realized that the man followed her and sat down opposite her.

She picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of steak and fed it to her mouth. When she was chewing slowly, she realized that he was staring at her under the light for a moment. This unexpected discovery made her almost choke, and she coughed for a while Slow down.

Mo Shiqian just looked at her with a frown.

Chi Huan picked up the red wine and took a sip. Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird, he asked the question he had asked before but didn't get an answer, "Have you eaten it yet?"

"No."

"..."

She then said, "Let's eat together."

His tone was normal, "I only ordered one serving."

Chi Huan, "..."

She didn't quite understand his brain circuit, since she didn't eat it, why didn't she order an extra one just now and ordered the exact same one?

"Then ask someone to send another copy over."

"I will not eat."

Chi Huan, "..."

If you don't eat, why do you come to the restaurant with her and stare at her to eat?

It's okay to change the usual, after what happened just now, doesn't he feel that this kind of getting along is very embarrassing?

Chi Huan really didn't understand his intentions, nor could he figure out his thoughts. He lowered his head to look at the food on the table, put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked a piece of food that he usually liked and moved it to him. "Then you can eat with me, I can't eat so much, and it's very late now, eating too much is not good for the stomach."

Mo Shiqian glanced at the foie gras that she had picked out, and hummed, accepting her proposal.

It is said that it is for one person, but in fact, one person can't finish it at all, and there are spare tableware.

During the whole meal, Chi Huan basically didn't raise his head. He lowered his head and ate quietly. He ate very slowly and didn't eat much, and there was no communication during the whole process.

Usually men eat fast, but this time I don't know who is faster than usual, or who deliberately slowed down. After Chi Huan finished eating, the man was still eating gracefully and methodically.

"I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Mo Shiqian didn't raise his head, and said in a low voice, "Going to sleep right after eating is easy to accumulate food, which is not good for your health."

"Then I'll go to the balcony to blow dry for a while."

"Um."

Chi Huan stood up. She was wearing hotel slippers, which were very light, and she barely made any movement when she left the dining table and chairs.

After the sound of her footsteps disappeared, the man in the restaurant stopped eating. A few seconds later, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, raised his hand to pour a glass of red wine, and held the tall glass to his lips. side.

He closed his eyes, the mellow wine flowed down his throat, and the image of her on the sofa just now appeared in his mind.