Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

The entire ward was dead silent, and the doctor and the nurse looked at each other even more fiercely, neither daring to move, let alone speak, and even unconsciously holding back their breathing, for fear of making any unnecessary noise.

Wen Yi turned around, her high-heeled shoes fell on the ground and made clear footsteps, she said lazily, "Aleb, let's go."

One step at a time, he turned sideways and walked out the door without looking at anyone.

The footsteps behind her came hurriedly, and they arrived at her side quickly in three or two steps, but it wasn't Aleb.

That hand clasped her wrist again, tightly, and the voice was very tight, and extremely low, "Miss Wen."

She looked down at her wrist that was being held, then raised her head and smiled at him with her face up, a gentle but non-smiling smile, "Huh?"

Mo Shichen looked down at her face.

A face with elegant temperament, not stunning but 360 degrees without dead ends, as if there is something on her face that can attract people's attention at first sight, it is undoubtedly the eyes.

Her eyes are so expressive, she even seems to be talking.

Cool, contemptuous, indifferent, provocative.

He subconsciously loosened his grip on her wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, "You shouldn't have no purpose in coming here in person, should you?"

The corners of her eyes twitched, "What purpose does boredom need?"

Mo Shichen stared at her silently.

She laughed wantonly in his sight, and said casually, "Your brother forced me to take you back, and I was not allowed to go back to Paris. I have nothing else to do here. Come here and step on the annoying woman." Well, it’s also a pleasure to watch their father and daughter sell miserably... I’m used to dealing with people of status and status, and I really forgot that there are such people in the world.”

The man didn't speak.

Wen Yi's words were understated, even mixed with a smile, but there was contempt and contempt in every word.

Li Qianrui couldn't bear it anymore, her wound was indeed pulled open, the pain was severe, and her face was completely drained of blood, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Wen, it's okay if you hate me and insult me, but I ask you not to say My dad, he's getting old..."

Wen Yi squinted over, and laughed in a lukewarm voice, "It's because you raised a daughter like you who is eager to be a mistress, that's why your father can only nod and bow to others when he is old enough to perform jumping off a building." Trampling, do you feel ashamed, you should feel ashamed, the window is open, do you want to jump down? Come and kill yourself in shame and indignation?"

Li Qianrui's face flushed red, tears filled her eyes, but she still bit her lips and endured, not letting them fall.

The strength on Wen Yi's wrist became a little heavier.

Mo Shichen looked at her expressionlessly with lowered eyes, "Miss Wen, you speak as sharply as a knife, can you say a few words less?"

Wen Yi's eyes returned to his face, "Then don't hold my hand to prevent me from leaving."

He still didn't let go of his hand.

"Since you don't want to talk to me alone, then let's talk about it."

She sneered slightly.

The man's voice was so calm that there were no waves, calm and indifferent, only one pair of eyes stared at her closely, "I know that without your support, I might not be able to wake up today, or even survive today. You are mine if you saved me." The benefactor is good, but it is an indisputable fact that Qianrui saved me, I would have died without her, and it is because of me that I am lying here now."

Wen Yi snorted, "What do you want to talk about, do you want to borrow money from me?"

He raised the corner of his lips, "You have blocked me even the way of usury, don't you want me to borrow money from you?"

Wen Yi, "..."

usury?

Sealed?

She didn't seem to have done these things before, or in other words, she didn't think so deeply, not to mention that she stayed in Jiangcheng just to deal with Mo Shiqian, and didn't care about his affairs.

Ah, their CEO is really far-sighted, he has thought of everything Mo Shichen can think of.

"Go back to Paris, take back your identity and your past, your brother is waiting for you to take his place, as long as you go back, you will have money soon, let alone Miss Li's hospitalization fee, you are fine It's easy to build a castle and raise her, why would you rather be a waiter looking for usury, and bow to me, the nominal wife you don't like?"

Why doesn't he?

You can also divorce him when you go back. It should be said that he can only divorce him when you go back. His current ID card is Li Ru, and he can't go through the formalities at all, let alone other things.

He looked at her calmly, and said calmly, "Are there any conditions?"

"What are the conditions for borrowing money to treat Miss Li?"

"Um."

"Can you afford it?"

The man said almost without thinking, "Of course."

Wen Yi looked at him for a while, "The money I spent on you back then, plus the money I spent on treating her now, if you are just Li Ru, these are huge sums of money, are you sure—you can afford it?"

"With interest on the principal, if you need to increase the interest, Miss Wen, I will accept it."

What a conceit.

That's tens of millions.

It's nothing to Mo Shichen, but Li Ru doesn't have any education, so it might cost him a lifetime to put it on an ordinary person.

But think about it, he seems to have the capital to be arrogant. Mo Shichen, who can't make money without a degree, is not Mo Shichen.

Wen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hands to comb her hair, and smiled to herself. Out of the corner of her eyes, she inadvertently caught sight of Li Qianrui, who was looking at the man eagerly and obsessively, on the hospital bed. An evil thought suddenly popped into her mind. middle.

She licked her lips, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "What am I going to do to raise the interest rate, I didn't get rich by lending usury loans."

"You said, you can accept the conditions."

The corners of her lips curled up gently, she raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, and said with a lazy smile, "Well, I can lend you the money, during the time Miss Li is hospitalized, you can sleep with me Bar."

The air suddenly became quiet.

No one spoke for a while, but Li Qianrui was the first to react, and immediately said without thinking, "No!" She grabbed the quilt and said hurriedly, "No, Li Ru, you can't promise her...you can't promise, I No need to be hospitalized, we won’t treat you if you don’t have money, it’s okay..."

Wen Yi tilted her head and touched her ears, with a smile on her face.

Mo Shichen squinted his eyes and looked down at her, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "What kind of companionship do you mean by sleeping with you? I remember that you have already rejected me."

Li Qianrui's eyes widened suddenly, staring blankly at the man's handsome profile.

What does rejected mean?

And... is it this woman who rejected Li Ru?

"You can accompany the cowherd in the nightclub as much as you do." The smile on her face was like a gentle flower, but under the petals were all thorns, "The last time I rejected you was the last time, I Why didn’t you listen to me when I said I wouldn’t give you money just now?”