Wen Yi looked at him and asked with interest, "Oh? What if I don't? Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel"
The man lowered his head and looked at her calmly, as if looking at a willful and ignorant child, "Why bother?"
She said funnyly, "Why not?"
His expression did not change, and he said calmly and clearly, "No matter whether she has done anything or not, or how many things she has done to make you sorry, she is not worthy of death. What's more, she saved my life twice - since you If you don’t really want a divorce, then I guess there is probably a deep bond of interest between us, and it’s not suitable for us to break up, right?”
Is it.
Yes, it is.
Wen Yi suddenly felt that her interest was gone. She found it quite boring that he was telling her the facts and reasoning so calmly. Not before he pointed a gun at Aleb just now, with such force that he seemed to want to break her hand. Sometimes she comes with fighting spirit.
It seems that she is so full of emotions that she can have such a leisurely mood.
She turned her head and looked at the bodyguard one meter away, "aleb."
I have been my employer for many years, so I don’t need to say anything superfluous.
Aleb lowered his head and whispered, "I understand."
"I'm going to sleep, get out."
Wen Yi turned around and walked towards the big bed. These words were undoubtedly meant for Mo Shichen.
The suite was very quiet.
Mo Shichen stood at the door, squinting at the woman who came out in a bathrobe, then lifted the quilt, climbed into the bed and lay down as if there was no one else around.
He pursed his lips and did not move for a while.
Wen Yi didn't look at him, but she still felt that the man hadn't left. She closed her eyes and called, "aleb."
able immediately walked in, turned off all the lights in the bedroom, stopped at the door, and said softly to the indifferent and secretive man, "Master, if you have nothing else to do, please leave. Miss Wen is going to bed."
Mo Shichen didn't even look at him, turned around and walked away.
Before coming, he was still thinking whether he would stay in the hotel or not if this woman asked him to stay in the hotel again.
… …
The red rash caused by Wen Yi's allergy basically disappeared the next day.
While she was still having breakfast in the morning, she received an unsolicited call from Li Qianrui.
The serious injury, physical weakness after the operation, and her thin voice made the woman's voice sound particularly weak and soft, "Ms. Wen..."
Wen Yi held up her mobile phone in one hand and a spoon in the other hand as she casually ate the dazzling breakfast on the table without making a sound.
Li Qianrui seemed to have waited for a few seconds, but before she could respond, she continued softly and slowly, "I'm sorry, Miss Wen, I should have called you last night... but Li Ru said you were asleep, so I I don’t have the nerve to bother you.”
Wen Yi still remained silent.
Li Qianrui suddenly became anxious and spoke faster, "Ms. Wen, I'm sorry, I really don't know... Ahem."
Before he could finish a sentence, he started coughing violently.
Wen Yi, "..."
She frowned in displeasure.
After Li Qianrui coughed for a while, she began to make intermittent noises again, "I didn't know you and Li... cough cough."
Started coughing again.
Wen Yi threw away the spoon in her hand and interrupted her coldly, "Is Mo Shichen here?"
After Li Qianrui finished coughing, she was quiet for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "Are you talking about... Li Ru?"
Wen Yi felt a sneer in her heart, but her tone was still calm, "Whatever, listening to you half-dead coughing so early in the morning is off-putting and bad for you, just find someone who can talk to people."
Wen Yi didn't know that Li Qianrui's phone was on speakerphone.
Sitting beside the hospital bed was a deep and gentle man, tapping his kneecaps with his fingers, listening to their conversation without showing any emotion. When he heard this sentence, he raised his eyelids, stood up and grabbed Li's father. Li Qianrui snatched away the mobile phone that was placed in front of her, then turned and walked to the window.
He said calmly, "Your mouth is so poisonous so early in the morning. Is there poison in your breakfast?"
Wen Yi was not surprised when she heard his voice, and said in a lukewarm tone, "Then you should ask your parents if you grew up on drugs."
Mo Shichen, “…”
After a moment of silence, he said, "When will you come to the hospital?"
"You are quite proactive."
"If you say so, you should naturally take the initiative."
Wen Yixiao was cold and absent-minded, "I'll go there when I have time. She's not lying on the bed half-dead. Unless she's dead, she doesn't seem to be able to go anywhere else. I'm not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?"
Mo Shichen, “…”
This woman really speaks with a knife.
He was expressionless, too lazy to talk to her, so he just clicked end and ended the call.
Wen Yi didn't expect that this man would hang up her phone without saying a word. She thought it was ridiculous at first, then funny, and finally she turned cold and threw the phone aside with a snap.
Looking at this sumptuous breakfast table, I still feel that my appetite has been affected.
Except for Mo Shiqian, no one has dared to hang up on her like this in hundreds of years.
Where did he get his face
… …
Before going to the hospital, Wen Yi browsed through all the information about Li Qianrui's family, including Mo Shichen. In fact, there was nothing interesting to see, because their family was very simple and could be scanned at a glance.
Moreover, she had known Li Qianrui a long time ago.
Knowing this woman is a disgrace to her intelligence.
She met with a representative from Jiangcheng on behalf of Mo Shiqian at noon, and drove to the hospital after four o'clock in the afternoon.
Aleb opened the door for her.
There were only Li Qianrui and Father Li taking care of her in the ward, and the man was not seen.
Wen Yi walked in on high heels.
Father Li saw that she seemed a little scared, her shoulders were hunched, and she looked embarrassed and at a loss.
Li Qianrui said hurriedly and weakly, "Dad, help me up."
Wen Yi looked at them, her face was expressionless and gentle, like cold water in late autumn. If you look closely, there was a layer of ridicule between her eyebrows.
Li Qianrui had just finished the operation. Father Li was very careful when he put the pillow on her lower back, but even so, she still touched the wound several times and gasped in pain. In severe cases, her facial features were even distorted.
Wen Yi stood elegantly and calmly, with no trace of emotion on her face or eyes.
Even though she was silent, Li Qianrui still felt a high and ubiquitous ridicule from her for no reason, which made people feel like thorns and made them feel uncomfortable all over.
Li Qianrui looked at her timidly, biting her bloodless lips. Her physical weakness made her look even more fragile, "Sister Wen..."
Wen Yi raised her hand and touched her ears, and said lazily, "I don't have a sister, don't be disgusted with me."
Seeing her attitude, Li Qianrui was so sad that she couldn't help herself, her eyes seemed ready to shed tears at any time.
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