A tall figure enveloped her.
She saw two slender and straight legs, and further up was Mo Shiqian's handsome and cold face. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her condescendingly.
When Chi Huan saw him, he felt that his embarrassment suddenly disappeared, and he wanted to stand up.
My legs, which had been numb from squatting for a long time, could not be relieved all of a sudden. I staggered and fell to one side.
The man stretched out his arm and held her waist firmly, and his magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Do you need me to carry you up?"
Over the years, Mo Shiqian hugged her often.
Chi Huan held his arm and said, "You can help me sit on the bench over there for a while, just take it easy."
As she spoke, she slowly moved her feet.
Mo Shiqian lowered his head and glanced at her movements, then reached out to pick her up and walked to the bench over there.
Chi Huan looked at his handsome and cold profile, thinking that although he was her bodyguard, this way of hugging him was a bit too close. After all, she only had numbness in her legs and no injuries.
The man placed her on the bench and watched her lower her head and pinch her feet.
She looked up at him while squeezing, "You came here specially. Do you have something to tell me?"
The bench was under a century-old banyan tree, and all the light had dimmed, leaving only the whirling light that penetrated the leaves and leaked onto her body.
Mo Shiqian looked at the direction where the Lamborghini left just now and narrowed his eyes, "Have you reconciled?"
She lowered her head and pinched her feet again, "Well, he came to me to hold the wedding in advance."
After a moment of silence, the man's low voice seemed to contain a light smile, and there was no surprise at all, "Will the wedding be held in advance?"
"I agreed."
He hummed and seemed to chuckle, "It seems I can finish work early."
As early as she and Mo Xigu had set a wedding date, he had inadvertently revealed that his term as her bodyguard would end on her wedding day.
Thinking of this, she frowned, but didn't say anything.
Chi Huan asked him again, "Why did you come to my house to see me?"
"there is none left."
It’s not that there isn’t, it’s that there is no more.
"Xi Gu said that Su Yabing had left the villa under his name. Is it true?"
"I thought you would believe what Mr. Mo said."
She frowned and said, "Since you are here, I just wanted to ask."
"Well, he's gone. He didn't lie to you."
Chi Huan nodded. The numbness in her feet had almost subsided, so she stood up and said, "I'll go back to eat. If there's nothing wrong, you can go back too."
After saying that, she turned around.
"Miss."
She turned to look at him, "What else?"
The man's eyes were deep and calm, and his methodical voice asked quietly, "I won't be there on your wedding day. Do you need me to prepare the medicine you need for the wedding in advance?"
The evening breeze blew, and there was a rustling sound among the leaves.
Chi Huan just looked at him with his eyes, motionless.
Mo Shiqian lowered his head slightly, but his tone did not change, "You can come back to me if you need me. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
… …
Early the next morning, before Chi Huan went out, Mo Xigu had already arrived.
Chi Huan put on simple makeup and matched it before going out with him.
Downstairs, Mo Xigu opened the passenger door for her like a gentleman. She smiled and said, "Didn't you say I would go find you?"
The man smiled lightly, "That's what you said. I didn't say I would wait for you to come to me."
She lowered her head to fasten her seat belt and looked sideways at the man beside her, "Where are you going to take me? Do you have any plans?"
Mo Xigu had already started the car and "went to see the new house."
She was startled, "New house?"
The man driving the car glanced sideways at her, "After marriage, aren't you going to move out and live alone with me?"
"Oh... of course," she raised her hand and stroked her eyebrows, "it's just that you never mentioned it before."
He held the steering wheel with both hands and looked forward, "Is it because I haven't kissed you before, so you feel uncomfortable?"
Chi Huan's hand on the bag gradually curled up, and his eyes lowered.
"Maybe a little."
The new house is a villa under Mo Xigu's name. The location and environment are very good. It is not particularly big, but it is more than enough for the newlyweds.
Chi Huan stood on the grass in the garden of the villa, clasped his hands, and said with longing, "I want to raise a dog and a cat. Xigu, do you like pets?"
Mo Xigu was wearing an iron-gray suit, elegantly pressed. He looked at Chi Huan's smiling side face and replied calmly, "I don't hate it. If you like it, just keep it."
She then gave him a smile and said, "We agreed that when we come back from Europe, we will go to the pet store to choose."
Mo Xigu looked at her pure and beautiful smile, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Okay."
At this moment, he thought lightly that living with such a woman, even for a lifetime, might not be such an unbearable thing.
How many people have achieved great success but still lost their true love. Perhaps the so-called love of this life was originally placed in the bottom of their hearts, not by their side.
The wedding was only a week away.
Mo Xigu showed unprecedented patience to Chi Huan. After viewing the new house, he invited her to dinner every day, went to the mall with her, and bought clothes, bags, and jewelry.
No matter how expensive it was, he would swipe his card without blinking an eye. He even brought a large bouquet of red roses on the morning when he took her to pick out a wedding ring.
Chi Huan hugged the flower, her delicate and fair face seemed to be flushed by the bright colors, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you."
Mo Xigu rarely saw her in such a young woman's state. His heart moved. He leaned over and smiled softly, "Isn't there any reward?"
She was startled, then stood on tiptoes holding the flower and kissed him gently on the cheek.
Then he took two steps back, raised his face and smiled, "Wait a moment, I will put the flowers in the vase, then pack my bag and leave."
With that said, he quickly ran back to the living room.
Mo Xigu looked at her back with an unconscious arc on his lips.
Chi Huan found a vase and carefully inserted the roses into it.
The man's cell phone suddenly rang. He frowned, took out his cell phone and looked at the notes on the screen. He swiped his finger and walked towards the balcony, "What's the matter?"
The assistant's urgent voice sounded on the other side of the phone, "Mr. Mo, we found out about Miss Su... It was Yang Hao who just called. He said... Miss Su committed suicide and asked you to save her..."
suicide…
Mo Xigu's eyes turned cold, and his voice became horrifyingly cold, "Suicide? Didn't my mother say that as long as I get married, she would promise not to move a hair on Yabing's head?"
The assistant said with some embarrassment, "It seems... Madam deliberately locked Miss Su and Yang Hao together... and drugged them, thinking... Miss Su reacted violently and cut her wrist with a fruit knife."