Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

The driver was stunned for a few seconds, and then replied, "Madam, after you and Mr. Lawrence passed away...maybe she was even more sad because she was afraid that things would go wrong. She lived in Wen’s house and was taken care of by her family, and then it seems that she bought an apartment near the company and lived alone all these years.”

abortion……

Mo Shichen pursed his lips, and there was a little bit of astringency in his throat, "Did she have a miscarriage after I died?"

"Yes."

He was silent for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "Is it because I died that she aborted the fatherless child, or is it because of other accidents?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems that because I heard the news of your death... I accidentally fell down the stairs and lost my blood accidentally."

Mo Shichen's pupils shrank, he didn't expect to hear such an answer.

Because of his sudden accident, did she lose her mind to the point where she dropped the child?

Lost her husband, and then even lost her child?

A thought that he hadn't had before suddenly popped up in his mind. If there was no such so-called accident, would there be a four-year-old child standing in front of him and calling him Daddy?

Mo Shichen didn't speak, but his throat was tight, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

The driver beside him didn't dare to make a sound when he saw his gloomy expression.

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Even though the manor was cleaned all the year round, it was temporarily tidied up and prepared for him to move in, but it had been vacant for five years, no matter how luxurious and clean it was, it could not resist the desolation and coldness of those years.

There were no flowers in the garden, and the lawn was in disrepair and deserted.

When he walked through it, there was only a feeling of a world away, as if he should be familiar with it, but he didn't know it. familiarity.

Mo Shiqian's secretary had arranged several servants and chefs for him in advance, and when he saw someone appearing, he immediately came over and asked him if he wanted to eat or go back to his room to rest.

He said lightly, "Get something to eat, and call me when you're done."

"Yes, my lord."

The only one who is skillful and natural is switching from Li Ru to the eldest son of the Lawrence family. He doesn't have any adaptation period.

When he first woke up, it took him a while to slowly learn to get along with people normally, but after returning here, he automatically returned to a gentle and dignified posture, probably in his flesh and blood, as he should be.

After asking where the servant's bedroom was, he went up alone.

The corridor is long and long, and there is plenty of light during the day, but it is too quiet.

Mo Shichen walked to the door, held the doorknob and pushed the door open without thinking, and stepped in with one leg, but before the other foot landed on the carpet, he froze.

His feet landed slowly, and he looked at the huge wedding photo hanging above the wall above the bed.

Wen Yi took no more things with her when she left than when she married him and moved in. Lawrence has been busy with the company and Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan after his death, so naturally he would not handle these trivial matters personally, Mo Shiqian I don't even care.

No one signaled it, and the servants didn't dare to make their own decisions, so after so many years, except for the changed sheets and quilts, the room remained almost completely the same.

It seems that he just went on a long trip, and here is the place waiting for him.

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Wen Yi returned to her apartment directly from the restaurant. She took a shower and talked on the phone for half an hour with her mother, who was making serial calls. After she yawned a few times to express her sleepiness, then The edge is the end.

Lying on the familiar mattress, she felt a kind of unspeakable and unreasonable peace of mind, and quickly fell asleep holding the corner of the quilt.

Until almost six o'clock in the evening, she was woken up by the jingling doorbell. As soon as the door opened, she saw her mother standing at the door with two hands of ingredients. She quickly reached out to pick it up, "Mom, you have so many things Why don't you ask the driver to pick it up for you, or ask someone to pick it up for you?"

Mother Wen waved her hand, "I sent the driver to the elevator and sent it away. It's only a few steps away...Have you had dinner yet?"

"Nope."

"I knew you wouldn't eat if I didn't come."

Wen Yi, "..."

Wen's mother brought the things to the kitchen with ease. It was obviously not the first time she came here. She glanced at Wen Yi who was still in her pajamas, and drove her away, "Go wash your face and change your clothes. I'll cook a few dishes soon."

Wen Yi had no choice but to obediently turn around and go back to the bedroom.

Her mother is the clear stream among the noble ladies in the entire upper class, she has no posture, and is very down-to-earth. I don't know if it is because of the love of parents in the world or because she looks pitiful when she is widowed. Now she is more worried about her than when she was a student.

After Wen Yi finished washing, she found loose clothes in the cloakroom to put on herself, and was about to go to help in the kitchen, when she walked into the living room, she heard the doorbell ringing again.

Could it be that my brother and sister-in-law are also here?

She took this guess to open the door, but the man standing in front of the door was a man she never expected.

Wen Yi stared blankly at the man standing in front of her.

She even had an illusion just now, the illusion of traveling through time and space. In the past two months, she got used to him being Li Ru, and occasionally saw the distinct Mo Shichen style, but at this moment...she seemed to find him in him. There is no sign of Li Ru.

He has turned back into that gentle and noble, polite but cold and alienated proud son of heaven.

Wen Yi frowned, "What are you doing here?"

He smiled, as if she had asked a funny question, "Of course I came to see you."

"How do you know where my home is?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it hard to find out?"

Of course it's not difficult. It's easy to find out from the company. If you ask Mo Shiqian, it's just a matter of one sentence.

Her frown never eased, and her tone was even colder and impatient, "What's the matter?"

He smiled slightly, "I want to come and have dinner with you."

Wen Yi looked at his gentle and elegant demeanor, and two words crossed his mind, haha.

She remembered what Mo Shiqian said on the phone.

[Since he chose to have a relationship with you and followed you back to Paris, it means he has chosen you and his past. 】

[Congratulations, he still chose the past represented by you and abandoned his love. 】

[He is the man you chose yourself, and you haven't seen him much. 】

She doesn't seem to know him very well.

What do you mean, he slept with her, he returned to Mo Shichen's identity, and he even planned...to continue to be husband and wife with her?

He just... gave up on Li Qianrui?

To him, feelings are just a choice?

Some time ago, she told Mo Shiqian that the two brothers were the same kind of people. It seems... the heirs trained in the aristocratic family, even if they lost their memories, would not change in their bones.