Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Mo Shichen smiled, "Miss Chi sincerely invites...or is she just saying it?"

"..."

Chi Huan's facial features are very delicate. It seems that he has a sweet temperament nourished by love. He smiles cleanly and beautifully, "Well... I can't interfere with Mr. Mo and Miss Wen's affairs, and I don't like to interfere with others. feelings, but this dinner, I can still call the shots."

After she finished speaking, she called the servant, "Go get another pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"Alright Miss Chi."

Chi Huan took the lily from Mo Shichen's hand, lowered his head and smelled it, and then said generously, "Please sit down, I'll go and put the flowers in."

The man nods and smiles.

After Chi Huan spoke, Mo Shiqian didn't say anything, and he didn't have any thoughts at all.

Mo Shichen and Mo Shiqian looked at each other for a few seconds, the latter returned to his seat first, while the former looked down at Wen Yi, with a harmonious low smile, "I'm here, will it make you unable to eat?"

Wen Yi glanced at him and turned around, ignoring what he said at all.

Chi Huan quickly folded back and sat down.

The dining table quickly entered an...indescribable atmosphere.

Mo Shiqian comes quickly because of his low-talking nature, and he doesn't talk too much when eating. Usually, when he is with Chi Huan, he still has the patience and interest to chat with her. On this occasion, he doesn't talk much. .

Wen Yi is the type who can talk or not, and adjusts automatically depending on the situation with others. Just now, she had a lively chat with Chi Huan. After Mo Shichen sat beside her, she lowered her eyebrows and began to eat slowly.

So only the most unfamiliar Mo Shichen and Chi Huan were left chatting...

Fortunately, the social skills of these two people are very good, and they are both talkative, so even if they are not familiar with each other, the atmosphere will not be awkward. From a distance, they look quite harmonious and happy.

Mo Shichen ladled the soup casually, with a thin smile on his lips, and a low, mellow voice, "Miss Chi, can I ask a presumptuous question?"

"Huh? Tell me."

He said slowly, "After you were forced by my father to leave him voluntarily five years ago, and then you reunited with him, you haven't had any boyfriends during this period. Are you looking forward to reunion after a broken mirror?"

"No."

His eyes narrowed, "Why?"

Chi Huan licked his lips and smiled, "Why?"

Mo Shichen ignored the unfriendly gaze on the other side, and smiled lightly, "Why didn't you expect it, and why did you wait anyway, obviously not expecting it."

Chi Huan looked at him, shifted his gaze, and then looked at Wen Yi who had been eating with his head down.

She didn't answer, and no one spoke for a while at the table.

After a while, she stared at the gradually thinning mist of the noodle soup, and said with a slight smile, "I don't look forward to it because the reality doesn't allow me to look forward to it. I know the current affairs, but I'm just an ordinary person who can't escape the world. So I'm actually very depressed and unwilling, but some don't look forward to it and it's not like this..."

The tone was so ethereal that he couldn't grasp it, and he continued after a moment's pause, "I don't expect it, it has nothing to do with reality, no matter whether the reality can change, whether you are alive or not, what I expect is not that you can fall in love with me. Me, but... the day when I can not love you."

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night.

The villa is very beautiful, especially at night, this villa full of water is so beautiful that it is full of radiance.

In the early winter, although it is not cold outside, it still blows people's fingers.

Standing on the wooden board, Wen Yi looked at the artificial stream surrounding the villa, with the gurgling sound of the water. She was wearing a black and white plaid coat, with a slender figure, and her downcast eyes standing still looked particularly desolate.

Mo Shichen stretched out his arms to hug her, buried his chin in the hollow of her shoulder, wrapped her arms tightly in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "You really don't love me anymore?"

She didn't answer and let him hold her.

The man's fingers stroked her hair, and the heat of his words sprayed into her cochlea, "I don't believe it, Wen Yi, you will never love anyone else except me...you said it yourself, you will never love anyone else..." You won't love a second man like you love me."

Her body trembled slightly.

This sentence……

This sentence is very familiar, even if it seems to have been thrown into the abyss of memory by her, but when he rang in her ears, she suddenly remembered that she once wrote such a sentence in her diary.

Even, even all the feelings at that time passed through her body again as if they had passed through and lost control.

"Maybe, but I'm tired," she opened her mouth softly, her tone so simple that it was just a straightforward statement, "Mo Shichen, I'm really tired of loving you but not being loved by you."

Wen Yi looked up at his handsome face, "When I think about living like that in the future, I feel that the future has no expectations and no fun."

She said again, "Just let me go, okay?"

………………

Mo Shichen returned to the hotel alone.

The huge suite is just right for two people, but when there is only one person left, it feels empty.

He was sitting on the sofa, with wine bottles and cups on the tea table, and he was drinking by himself.

When he drank a little too much, his clear and calm thinking was disturbed by something, messy sounds and pictures began to flood into his mind.

He suddenly had a realization that Wen Yi had always loved him, but she loved him indifferently. She had no extravagant hopes for him since a long time ago, so she had nothing to wait for.

During these ten years, half of her time was waiting for him to fall in love with him, and the other half was waiting for her to let him go.

Yes, she will never fall in love with other men like she loved him at the beginning.

But probably, she also won't love him as much as she did at the beginning.

【I'm tired, Mo Shichen, I'm really tired of loving you but not being loved by you. 】

【Leave me alone, okay? 】

good or not?

Good or bad?

…………

Mo Shiqian had to go to work, Chi Huan also had work to do, and because Wen Yi slept too much the day before yesterday and thought too much at night, she didn't fall asleep until two or three in the morning, so she got up late the next day, at ninety o'clock just got up.

After washing and changing her clothes and going downstairs, the servant quickly trotted towards her with an insulated box in her arms.

Wen Yi was slightly surprised, "Is this my breakfast?"

The chef and servants of Mo Shiqian's family also like to warm breakfast in an insulated box...

"Miss Wen, a gentleman named Mo Shichen brought it over this morning...Mr. Mo and Miss Chi told me to hand it over to you when you get up."

Mo Shichen?

She stretched out her hand to take it, and frowned in confusion. That man brought her breakfast?

chasing her?

When did he catch up with this simple way of pursuit that only existed in his student days?

She went to the restaurant with the insulated box in her arms, and felt that the chef and servants of Mo Shiqian's family had no intention of preparing breakfast for her. She seemed to have to make do with this...

After unscrewing the insulation box, she was slightly stunned again.

This bun can be said to be more simple...