Jiangcheng.
The sound of waves and wind in Jiangcheng seems to never stop.
Wen Yi stood in front of the window, looking at the sea in the distance, calm and distant, with no end in sight.
A minute ago, Mo Shiqian pushed open the door and walked out, probably to find Chi Huan.
Do lovers eventually get married
She closed her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her pale lips. She was really affectionate.
"Dong dong", there were two knocks on the door amidst the quiet sound of the waves. Then the door of the advanced ward was pushed open, and footsteps sounded behind her, from far to near.
Wen Yi didn't look back, her voice was very light, mixed with some moderate fatigue, and cold, "Is that woman dead?"
An extremely magnetic, yet extremely cold and sarcastic voice sounded behind her, "Do you expect her to die?"
She was startled, turned around, and sure enough, a handsome and gloomy face came into her eyes.
Mo Shichen's face was no less than that of Mo Shiqian. Even before he lost his memory, his temperament was dignified and aloof, elegant and gentlemanly. He was a standard nobleman, and in a sense, it was even more true. A truly upright and proud man.
Standing in front of her at this time, half of his body was stained with blood, dark red, and his eyes were so dark that they could not penetrate the light. The eyes he cast on her condescendingly contained a cold and unruly sarcasm, and the curve of the corners of his lips was also pure. A mocking smile.
Wen Yi laughed in her heart. She had been in a high position these years, but few men dared to look at her with a mocking face.
It's also unscrupulous and craggy, with no intention of restraining at all.
When this man was the CEO, he was very happy, and he was a handsome young man in the eyes of all women.
Now when he catches fish, he is full of arrogance.
She tilted her head slightly and smiled curlingly, "If I say that I hope she will die like this, is it possible that you still want to vent your resentment on me?"
He stared at her and said calmly, "Are you Mo Shichen's wife?"
Wen Yi looked at his indifferent expression and tugged her lips, "Do you not recognize yourself as Mo Shichen, or do you deny that I am your wife?"
The man raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly, "I want to ask, are you the woman he chose himself, or was it someone else who forced you on him?"
The hard-to-find stiffness in her facial features was caught in his eyes.
The man opened his long legs, and his figure of nearly 1.87 meters was forced in front of her. He only lowered his head slightly. From a distance, it looked like an intimate whisper, but only Wen Yi could clearly capture him. There was malice hidden in his voice, "Let me take a guess. From your hair to your heels, you have the words "Daughter of a Famous Family and Social Elite" written all over you... It's like a walking template."
His slender but bloody fingers picked up a strand of her black hair and smiled softly, the malice deepening, "But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the type I would like or choose."
He was too close to her.
It had been a long time since a man had been so close to her, so close that the contents of her brain faded away like a tide, leaving only a blank.
His breath enveloped her, drowning her sense of smell. The smell was no longer the same as in her memory, but it became richer and more aggressive.
Wen Yi took two steps back and exited his range.
She raised her eyelids and sneered softly, "Li Qianrui is more like a woman you would like to choose?"
This was said in an understatement, but the contempt and superiority in the words are not difficult to guess.
Especially for people like Mo Shichen, even if he has lost his memory, he still has this ability.
She does have the confidence to be contemptuous and superior.
Because in terms of beauty, education, family background, and almost every aspect, she can crush Li Qianrui, who grew up in a fishing village, with an absolute advantage.
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and said softly and softly, "You shouldn't say that, Miss Wen, first of all, she has long been my unmarried wife in my heart. Anyone who talks about her half-life in front of me I don't like the word "no". Secondly, she suffered a gunshot wound and lost half her life. She took the bullet for me. If she really died, she died for me. Even if I regain my memory someday, No matter how much I think of the past, I will never forget her."
Do you still love him
In the long dozen hours since she received the news in Paris and flew here directly to now, she has not thought about such a problem.
In fact, five years is enough to forget someone.
Oh, it seems that sometimes it's not enough, just like Mo Shiqian can't forget Chi Huan, no matter how much he hates, there is always a background of love.
She knew that when he was alive, he was filled with only joy.
Does she still love him
While he was "alive", he had almost exhausted her love and tempered her girlish heart until it was cold and hard, and she was too lazy to make any more waves.
Except when he "died", she was wrapped in grief and despair.
He "lived", and she was still so surprised that she couldn't help herself.
When she thought of him over the years, she didn't have any unforgettable feelings. She just spent a lot of time in a daze.
Except for important matters such as life and death, she felt that she had already paid very little attention to other things about him, but this sentence "She has long been the unmarried wife in my heart" was still like a cold sharp needle, pricking her In the softest place in her heart.
It's really too much.
This man seemed to always feel that she was someone who could be harmed without restraint.
Those suffocating emotions sank to the bottom of her heart. Wen Yi's neatly manicured nails pierced the palms of her hands, but a slight smile appeared on her face. She said coolly, "You have so many unmarried wives in your heart. Unfortunately, , after you told me last time, you still married me in disgrace."
Mo Shichen's lips curved into a more indifferent arc, "It seems that you were very unpopular in the past."
"You are not a good person yourself. The reason why you are able to match someone as unlovable as me is because I had bad eyesight ten years ago."
Wen Yi looked at his "shabby" but still handsome face, curled up her fingers and turned around, facing the deep blue sea again, her face restored to the gentleness she had always had over the years, "Abel. "
As soon as she said this, a tall foreign man walked in from the door and was her bodyguard.
He walked behind Mo Shichen and said respectfully, "Miss Wen, what are your orders?"
She said calmly, "Go to the mall and buy a set of clothes for your eldest son, and then arrange for the best doctor to give him a full body examination."
"yes."
The bodyguard answered and quietly retreated.
Mo Shichen looked at her back, narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What do you mean?"
"Obligation," she did not look back, her eyes were like the deep sea in the distance, her face was calm and calm, and there was an undercurrent in the depth that no one could detect, "My name is Wen Yi. I married you seven years ago. During this period, I I will take care of you. It doesn’t matter if you have amnesia now and don’t remember me, but you should be nicer to me, because before your accident, you always regretted that you were not good enough to me and hope you can make it up to me.”