However, there was no passing, and her arm was held by the man.
Mo Xigu held her wrist tightly with his fingers. He looked down at the fair face of the woman who was a little shorter than him. A word escaped from his throat, "Please send another statement or Weibo to clarify what you said this morning." Those specious words, I will find a lawyer to handle the matter between Yabing and her husband, and I will keep a distance from her in the future."
Chi Huan was quiet for a while and then said, "What does keeping a distance mean?"
He let go and said calmly, "I won't meet alone. Even if something really happens, I will tell you as my fiancée. Do you feel satisfied with this?"
Chi Huan was a little surprised.
Because she knew very well that for Mo Xigu, this was already a compromise and a lowering of his stance.
She pursed her lips and chuckled, "Why did you suddenly figure it out?"
Mo Xigu looked at her face and said, "From the day I agreed to marry you, I have never thought about canceling the engagement, and it has been the same until now. As for Ya Bing..."
His eyes narrowed slightly and seemed to darken, and his tone became lighter, "She is not doing well now, and I am also responsible for this, because my mother not only forced me to break up with her, but also forced her to I left my hometown and went to the United States alone, so I married in a hurry, and ended up marrying such a man."
Chi Huan could hear the regret for Su Yabing and the slight resentment towards Mrs. Mo in his words.
But she also believed what he said.
But unexpectedly, the scene at the hospital door last night appeared before her eyes.
His protection, and Su Yabing's loving eyes.
My heart suffocated heavily.
She seemed to be adjusting her breathing very hard, and then she raised her face and smiled at him, "Then tomorrow, I will book a private room in 1999. You ask Miss Su to make an appointment with her husband, and then you can find her husband for her." Call your lawyer, too, and I’ll accompany you.”
Mo Xigu stared into her eyes for a while, "Okay," after saying that, he took her hand again and said gently, "Have you had dinner?"
Chi Huan shook his head.
"I'll take you to dinner and then send you home to rest."
She did not refuse. She turned around and looked at Mo Shiqian on the side, "My car can't be driven right now. It's quite remote here. You can come with us. When you get to the city, you can take a taxi home."
Mo Xigu looked at Chi Huan who was speaking silently.
Over the years, Mo Shiqian has almost been Chi Huan's shadow. If he remembered correctly, she disliked this man very much at first, but later she seemed to get used to it and became somewhat dependent on him.
But now, there is a kind of familiarity and naturalness between them, even something that others can't get into... intimacy.
Mo Shiqian glanced at her indifferently and said in a low voice, "I informed my friend to come over. He should have arrived by now. Miss, you and Mr. Mo can go have dinner."
After saying that, he nodded slightly, raised his feet and left first.
Chi Huan didn't say anything and followed Mo Xigu back to the city. After dinner at the restaurant, Chi Huan bought a new mobile phone in a nearby shopping mall. Thinking that Mo Shiqian's mobile phone had been thrown away by her, she also gave it to him. He picked one.
The Lamborghini was parked below Chi Huan's apartment.
Mo Xigu was lowering his head to unbuckle his seat belt. The woman next to him finally leaned towards him, her head fell on his shoulder, there was a click, and a photo was taken.
He frowned and looked up at the screen. Although it was a group photo, his face was not included in the photo. Only her face was leaning on his shoulder, and some decorations in the car were also in the shot.
After taking the photo, she returned to her seat and said, "Okay, you can pick me up tomorrow. If everything goes well, you can also try on a wedding dress."
He looked at her and said slowly, "Well, okay, you go to bed early."
Chi Huan went back to take a shower and change clothes. When he came out of the bathroom, he found that there was a missed call on the mobile phone that was thrown in the bed, so he dialed it back.
The phone rang several times before being picked up.
In my ears was the man's low and calm voice, "Miss."
She smiled and asked while wiping her hair, "How do you know that my mobile phone can be connected?"? After she bought the mobile phone, she reissued the previous phone card. Although it was past the time to get off work, Mo Xigu could always think of this little thing. Method.
"Do you need me to pick you up tomorrow?"
"No, just wait for me in the box I reserved in 1999. I'll go there with Xigu."
He replied simply, "Okay."
"Did you buy a new phone?"
"not yet."
"When I bought it just now, I also bought one for you. I'll compensate you. Just put the sim card on your phone tomorrow."
"knew."
"I'm going to bed after wiping my hair. Good night."
"See you."
After hanging up the phone, Chi Huan looked at the phone and pouted. Should he speak so concisely and to the point, as if she was talking about him? Who is the employer and who is the bodyguard
Because of her good temper, any other employer would have fired her for disrespect.
… …
The next morning, after Chi Huan went downstairs, Mo Xigu's car was already parked downstairs.
But as she approached, she saw the woman sitting in the passenger seat through the rolled-down window.
The expression on her face suddenly faded, but she didn't show anything. She still walked over step by step on her high heels.
Mo Xigu had already gotten out of the car and opened the back seat door for her when she walked to the front of the car.
He stared at her young and beautiful facial features and eyes, and explained casually, "The hospital is close to my home, so I stopped by to pick up Ya Bing. She had injuries on her face and it was inconvenient to go out."
It was never difficult to guess Chi Huan's emotions, because such a willful woman didn't even bother to hide her emotions. They were all displayed on her face and written in her eyes.
For example, at this moment, she felt a little unhappy, and even the smile in her eyes seemed to be tinged with thorns.
She didn't mind that Mo Xigu dropped in to pick up Su Yabing, but she did mind...
He let Su Yabing sit in the passenger seat so naturally. What does this position mean? People who were born into wealthy families are more aware or more taboo about what these meanings mean.
Chi Huan bent over and got into the car, her red lips twitching into a smile, "Speaking of which, some of Miss Su's injuries were caused by my fans. I'm really embarrassed, but they have also stayed in the detention center for a whole night. If Miss Su Once the anger subsides, can you let them come out?"
Su Yabing quickly turned her head, "I'm sorry, Miss Chi..."
Before she finished her sentence, she met Chi Huan's eyes, paused inexplicably, and then smiled reluctantly and said, "I told Xigu last night... But I can't persuade him when he is angry. I will give up later." Xigu called the police station to withdraw the case."
She looked at the injury on Chi Huan's forehead and asked carefully, "Miss Chi, is your injury okay?"