Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan wanted to explain to the woman on the other end of the phone, but was afraid that she might misunderstand her when she talked. After all, judging from the intimate tone of a woman, her relationship with Mo Chiwei should be unusual.

Tang Xinyan hung up and Mo Chiwei came out of the bathroom.

He was wearing a navy blue bathrobe with a loose belt around his waist, revealing a large **** chest.

Tang Xinyan looked away after just one glance. She handed the phone to him and said in a low voice, "Someone called you just now."

Mo Chiwei took the phone, he glanced at Tang Xinyan, who looked as usual and did not feel any discomfort, and pressed his thin lips, "She is mine—"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Xinyan's cell phone rang.

When Mo Chiwei saw the word "husband" displayed on the screen, his dark eyes instantly became gloomy.

He took the phone and walked to the balcony.

Tang Xinyan looked at Mo Chiwei's stern and straight back, wondering if it was her illusion, but he always felt a dull aura suddenly emitting from him!

Is it because she answered his call?

The woman on the other end of the phone, just listening to her voice, should be stunning.

She really couldn't understand, since there is no shortage of women, why marry her a second-married woman?

After touching his nose, Tang Xinyan didn't want to go into it. Anyway, after she married him, she didn't interfere with each other. What was his private life had nothing to do with her.

He looked down at the phone in his hand.

The word husband is still flashing.

This is the remark she gave him after she married Fu Sichen.

Husband, huh, these two words, now only sadness and irony remain.

Taking a deep breath, she cut off Fu Sichen's phone.

Then, delete the two words of husband in the remarks.

...

After Mo Chiwei answered the phone, he glanced at Tang Xinyan, who was sitting on the sofa with a document in his hand, and walked over and took a look at the document.

Tang Xinyan handed the pen to his hand, "If there is no problem, sign it!"

Mo Chiwei's handsome face carried an expression she couldn't understand, deep and gloomy. A few seconds later, he took the pen and signed his name with a few brushes.

Seeing the characters is like a person, his font is strong, sparse, and spine, revealing fortitude.

After signing, he straightened up, and the one with the watch was stuck in his trouser pocket, "You sleep here at night, I'm going to see friends, don't wait for me to come back."

His voice was faint and indifferent.

Tang Xinyan thought of the delicate voice in her mind. He went out so late, should he see that woman?

The tails of the beautiful eyes are slightly upward, and she smiles and nods, "Yes, I see."

Seeing her look like she wanted him to go out quickly, Mo Chiwei's expression became more gloomy.

When Wei Mo Chi went out, the door was slammed hard, and Tang Xinyan could feel his displeasure while sitting in the living room.

She really didn't understand what he was upset about.

Isn't he going to see the woman named Darling right away?

After Tang Xinyan was left in the apartment, she went to take a look at the seventh day. It slept soundly, seeing her standing at the door, lazily raising her eyelids, and falling asleep again soon after.

Tang Xinyan went to the bathroom and took a shower. She didn't bring any clothes, so she could only find a clean nightgown that Mo Chi hung in the closet to put on.

She slept in the guest room. He should often find someone to take care of her. The bed was clean and tidy, exuding the faint fragrance of laundry detergent. She lay on it, thinking of the recent events, feeling like a dream.

When confused, the phone ringing rang again.

Tang Xinyan saw Fu Sichen who kept calling her. She didn't know what he wanted to do.

She no longer had the previous expectations, she only felt disgusted and bored.

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