She put her calves on the coffee table and adjusted herself to a comfortable position. Then she lazily raised her eyelids, looked at his handsome face that coincided with her memory, and asked with interest, "For such a high-ranking person?" A woman who can’t stand up to the stage, you even have to give up your own past?”
"When you mention another woman, do you habitually attack her with life?"
He smiled softly and said, "I ask myself that I am quite good at appreciating women. There are very few women who make me feel good for nothing. The one you like now is mediocre in appearance and has an average education. She is obviously poor and waiting for her. It would be good for her to find a job to honor her father after graduation. It would be better for her to support a man of unknown origin. It seems that her only advantage is that she is devoted to you—"
"Unfortunately, I have seen a lot of affectionate women. Some of them make me sigh, some of them make me admire, and some of them are very regrettable. Your Miss Li really makes me sick."
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman.
As long as she doesn't speak, it really looks like a gentle spring breeze.
As soon as you opened your mouth, you realized that her wind was as cold as a knife.
If an ordinary woman fights with her, she will probably be scraped with blood.
There were no emotions on his face, nor was he angry because of what she said. He just smiled and said in a chat-like tone, "I guess I didn't like you very much before, and I almost understand." Why can't you forget me and why have you remained a widow until now? Not many men dare to really like you, right?"
Wen Yi looked at him lightly.
If she hadn't curled up her fingers so much that she was holding the pillow, her whole state would have looked extremely dull.
[I probably didn’t like you that much before.]
She wanted to laugh a little.
He didn't like her very much. When he accepted the fiancée his father gave him after breaking up with his ex-girlfriend, when they met for the first time, he used his attitude to look her over indifferently and casually over a cup of coffee. He said leisurely, "Miss Wen, with all due respect, you really don't seem to be my type. Although I may have the best conditions, for a woman, marrying a man who likes you is no better than marrying a man who likes you." I'm bad."
At that time, she was still very girlish, and she was still stuck in her love for this man.
When she heard this, the coffee she was holding in her hand accidentally spilled out. It was so hot that she screamed, and then the coffee cup was knocked over.
I didn't practice enough at that time. I got up from five o'clock in the morning and carefully selected the clothes. I asked a stylist to fiddle with my hair and makeup all morning. All of them were ruined by the cup of coffee that spilled on me. I was in such a mess.
She was so overwhelmed that her eyes seemed to be red.
He didn't seem to expect her to react so strongly. After being stunned for a few seconds, he got up and dragged her to the bathroom to wash her burned hands. There were blisters on her hands, and he took her to the hospital to apply burn ointment.
Later, he seemed to have no objection to the marriage, and they got married under Lawrence's efforts.
Before the marriage, when he was trying on wedding dresses with her, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and arranged her hair. He lowered his head and said calmly, "If you want to marry me so much, it doesn't matter if I marry you. As long as you don't do anything after marriage." Yao, I will try my best to be a competent husband, but if you want to regret the marriage before the wedding, I will bear the responsibility."
She looked at the impeccably handsome man in the mirror, and the slight smile on her face was wiped away.
However, the 21-year-old Wen Yi tried her best to marry him, how could she regret the marriage
She wouldn't even think about it.
She ended up—
Why did he dislike it just by looking at it
Oh, it used to be the type that he didn't like, but now it has become the type that even men don't dare to like
Wen Yi's emotions finally arose in her heart, and she was a little uncontrollable. Her face immediately turned cold, but a smile appeared on her lips habitually, "Okay, remember what you said today, I also hope that you will I will never be able to fight against reality to the end for you, the fiancée in my heart, as I did seven years ago, and don’t compromise again."
She lowered her head and touched the pillow in her arms, and continued calmly, "As for divorce, don't worry, as long as you can, I won't pester you."
The living room became quiet.
The sound of the rising and falling waves is also clearer.
Mo Shichen looked at her with cold eyes, but they became deeper and deeper.
The doorbell rang once symbolically, and then the card was swiped to open it.
It was aleb who walked in carrying lunch.
Wen Yi stood up and said, "Put it in the restaurant."
After that, she followed Aleb without even looking at the man beside her, or calling her out loud.
As a result, when she sat down, Mo Shichen also sat down opposite her.
Aleb took out the meals and placed them one by one, then quietly exited the suite.
Smelling the aroma of the vegetables, her stomach already felt hungry.
Wen Yi lowered her head and drank the soup.
The warm soup is very delicious. After eating two terrible airplane meals, this soup is simply delicious. She has another level of confidence in Aleb's ability to do things. He really will not disappoint in any little thing. .
When Mo Shichen picked up the chopsticks, he glanced at her unconsciously, and happened to see the woman's satisfied eyebrows and slight smile on her lips.
Drinking soup is quite enjoyable.
“…”
He picked up the vegetables and started eating nonchalantly.
Although it was Chinese food and we ate it at the same table, Aleb bought two portions and they ate them separately.
While he was just eating, the woman's eyes suddenly fell on the dishes in front of him, staring at the two plates of shrimp and crab, her eyebrows slightly twisted, as if she was thinking about something that needed to be tangled up.
Jiangcheng is a coastal city, and seafood is inevitable in most restaurants.
Two of Mo Shichen's dishes were seafood, but hers was not.
He thought she was thinking about something, but a few seconds later, the woman suddenly spoke, "Can you share some of your shrimps and crabs with me?"
“…”
The man glanced lightly, and an unobvious sarcasm passed across his beautiful thin lips, but Wen Yi lowered her head and didn't look at him, so she naturally didn't notice it either.
With his slender fingers, he pushed two plates of shrimp and crab in front of her, and said indifferently, "Your people bought it, and you spent the money."
The implication is obvious.
Wen Yi seemed quite surprised that he gave her two plates of food. She not only looked up at him, but also picked out a plate of dishes that she had not touched and pushed it in front of him, "Thank you."
Mo Shichen looked at her indifferently without any response.
After a while, he noticed that the woman opposite was clumsily peeling shrimps and crabs.