He said calmly, "Yang Hao went to the underground parking lot after leaving the ward... He did have a car parked there, so it's impossible to confirm whether he learned about you from Su Yabing, or whether he happened to meet him as Mr. Mo said. The driver who was temporarily assigned to pick you up.”
Chi Huan lowered his eyes and asked after a while, "What do you think?"
The man twitched his thin lips with a slight arc, "I never believe in things that are too coincidental."
At night, the cool breeze blows, and the dead leaves on the roadside are blown up and then fall.
Chi Huan sat in the car and watched for a while, then said, "Go back."
Mo Shiqian would not follow her upstairs unless there was something special.
Beside the car, he looked handsome and calm, "If Miss, I have nothing else to do, I will go back first."
Chi Huan looked into his cold and deep eyes and said, "Mo Shiqian."
The man didn't say anything, he just raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were very calm.
"I thought that he might have some sympathy for Su Yabing, the feelings of his first love, or the unwillingness to be forced to separate, but I also thought that he would not go off the rails."
Her voice was quiet in the wind, and she was a little confused.
Mo Shiqian has seen her in many ways, but rarely sees her confused because she always knows what she wants.
"So, based on what judgment did you come to this conclusion?"
Chi Huan glanced at him, then withdrew her gaze and turned to look into the distance. The wind blew her long hair, and a few hair strands fell on her fair face.
She lowered her head, "I'm going back to sleep."
Mo Shiqian frowned and didn't ask any more questions. He just said in his usual tone, "Okay."
Chi Huan turned around and walked toward the apartment building.
She walked slowly, holding a small handbag in her hand, and her long hair was loose and fluttering in the wind.
Mo Shiqian stood there, looking at her retreating back with deep eyes, and his thin lips raised an almost non-existent arc.
A psychological world that you don’t want to know.
… …
Chi Huan stayed at home and went out for three days in a row.
She gave Mo Shiqian a holiday and did not go to Mo Xigu or even call him. Of course, Mo Xigu didn't come to see her either.
She wasn't really very calm at first, but in the past three days she stayed at home and read a book, and by the way, she roughly browsed through the scripts that her agent sent to her email for her to film.
When it was time to eat, she ordered takeout. Later, when she got tired of the takeout, she simply called Chi's house and asked the chef to prepare the meal and then ask the servant to deliver it. Her life was relatively leisurely and comfortable.
Until the evening of the third day, the doorbell rang. She thought it was a servant bringing food. She forgot to throw away the books in her hand and went to open the door. "Why is it so early today? I didn't mean six o'clock..."
The voice stopped suddenly, and the person standing in front of her was not the servant who brought her meals every day.
It's Mo Xigu.
Chi Huan's expression was a little dull, and then he smiled again, "You didn't even make a call. You just came to my house. It seems you have made a decision."
Mo Xigu looked into her eyes, his voice a little hoarse, "Aren't you going to let me in?"
"Oh, sure."
As she spoke, she stepped aside and let him in.
Mo Xigu walked in and when changing his shoes at the entrance, he naturally saw a pair of men's slippers.
Chi Huan had already opened the shoe cabinet and took out a new pair and handed them to him, "Wear these, new ones."
There is only one pair of indoor slippers on the shoe rack, and the other two pairs are women's.
While changing his shoes, he asked calmly, "Are these shoes Mo Shiqian's?"
"Yeah."
"He frequents your apartment?"
"It's pretty regular."
It was obviously an expected answer, something he could understand without even thinking about it, but Mo Xigu couldn't help but ask one more question. When he changed his shoes and sat on the sofa, Chi Huan had already made tea and brought it over. .
"You like to drink tea. This is the Dahongpao I secretly stole from my dad. It should be high-quality tea."
Mo Xigu glanced at her delicate and clean facial features. Probably because she was at home, she didn't put on makeup. Her face without makeup looked like a pretty little girl. Her long hair was tied up casually, with a casual look. beautiful.
Her apartment was clean and tidy beyond his expectation. There was no pink color as he imagined, and there were no littered clothes, garbage, or dishes as he imagined.
Chi Huan supported his head, looked at his appraising eyes, and said with a smile, "My servants come here to clean and tidy up the house for me every day. I don't like to stay in a messy place."
Mo Xigu's appraising eyes finally fell straight back on her, "Chi Huan."
She was wearing a thin autumn cashmere skirt with a simple sweater on top. She was sitting opposite him, looking homely and lazy.
His voice was a little hoarse, but more concise and clear, "Let's move the wedding forward."
Chi Huan was stunned, "Ahead of time? Why?"
The man looked into her eyes, and his low and hoarse voice sounded bewitching, "Don't you want to marry me?"
Chi Huan nodded slowly, "Marry."
"Then I'll have someone arrange the wedding."
"Why so fast?"
Mo Xigu stared at her for a while and said calmly, "Didn't you give me time to think about it? I have already thought about it clearly. I will marry you and we will travel to Europe after the wedding."
After a pause, he added, "We haven't gotten along well in these years. Let's take this opportunity to cultivate our relationship."
She raised her eyebrows slightly, "What about Su Yabing?"
He lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression behind them, and his tone sounded very gentle, "She will go back to the United States. I have asked someone to find a job for her there, and I have also contacted a lawyer for her. When will If she decides to divorce, a specialized lawyer will handle all matters for her."
Chi Huan smiled and said, "I thought... you knew that after she had guarded you for so many years, you would give up our engagement with me for her and choose to renew our relationship with her, even though it sounds very difficult."
Mo Xigu looked at her, and a smile suddenly burst out of his eyes, but it was so cold that he said, "Chi Huan, don't think too highly of me."
Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything. She just tilted her head and looked at him.
"Yabing is my first love and the only woman I have ever loved in my life."
His voice sounded very light, but after a moment of reflection, he knew that there was no warmth, "But as you said, reconciling with her requires paying a too high price. My mother will not allow it, and the entire Mo family will not allow it. All The situation and reality do not allow it, not to mention that I am no longer in love now and can give up all my power and position for a woman."
"So you gave up on her?"
Mo Xigu looked at her and mocked slightly, "Do you really expect me to cancel your engagement for her?"