Wen Yi bit her toast and raised her eyes to look at his flawless handsome face. She thought of Li Qianrui and what he said in bed. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she took a sip of milk and asked, "I heard that muse almost kissed you last night."
Mo Shichen's eyes were dark, and his expression did not change at all. He only made a very faint comment, "Muse, your name is very special."
She tilted her head slightly and asked with a smile, "You didn't feel anything when you saw her?"
Mo Shichen raised his eyes and looked at her smiling face, calmly asking, "Should I feel something?"
Wen Yi nodded, a long smile spreading in her voice, "She should be what you like."
What does he like
Mo Shichen squinted his eyes slightly, and the face he saw last night appeared in front of his eyes.
It is indeed beautiful, but a little too haggard, with an indescribable air of decay.
He nodded and said calmly, "I have been back for so long, and she was the most emotional when she saw me... If you were so excited when you first saw me, I would feel it too."
Wen Yi went to eat the poached egg.
Wasn't this man telling her that he only had feelings for muse's behavior when he appeared, not this person
"Mrs. Mo."
She frowned, "Don't call me that."
He didn't mind either. He looked good-tempered and asked with a half-smile, "Then I'll follow your mother and call you Yi'er?"
She was neither salty nor bland, "Wen Yi, Winnie, Winnie, any of them are fine."
Mo Shichen said calmly, "Mrs. Mo."
Wen Yi was too lazy to talk to him, lowering her head and eating poached eggs gracefully.
"Is she married?"
She lowered her head, so she didn't notice that the man opposite him was always squinting his deep eyes to examine every change in her expression.
"Done."
The man responded casually.
Wen Yi raised her face to look at him, and when she met those eyes, she was stunned for half a second. She said in a unchanged tone, "But it seems that we have already left."
After a moment of silence, Mo Shichen's tone remained unchanged and he hummed casually.
"Don't you want to know about her? Why don't you keep asking?"
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Just answer my question?"
She looked at him silently, very indifferently.
The man took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his lips casually and carefully, "Then what I asked you, are you going to answer it?"
Wen Yi stared at him for a while, and then said with some confusion, "You are obviously curious about her, why do you have to pretend to be interested in me in front of me? Deceiving yourself and others is such a thing, it will delay me if I don't talk about it. Is it interesting to delay the relationship that you can now renew?"
He said calmly, "She should have been more beautiful and charming than you when she was young, but now she looks older than her actual age, especially her mental outlook. It's too decadent to go up to thirty."
"You..." She opened her eyes wide, a little incredulous, "You... you think she is old?"
Mo Shichen nodded casually.
Cruel, so cruel.
Wen Yi viciously imagined what Muse would look like when she heard such a comment. Although Muse was two or three years older than her, in the eyes of ordinary people... Although she was not as good as before, her style was still there.
She thought about herself again, and suddenly became so depressed that she couldn't even eat.
She is not young anymore, Li Qianrui is the youngest.
This bastard…
Mo Shichen stared at her, with a smile on his lips, "Are you planning me in your mind?"
Wen Yi didn't want to pay attention to him.
The man's slender and beautiful fingers touched the tabletop of the dining table and said calmly, "I'm just stating objective facts, no matter what relationship I had with her in the past, or whether I ever loved her, or how much I loved her - Now she is completely unable to attract me now, and she is not in my memory, and she is not the person who should appear in my life, so I will never have any intersection with her in the future. You don’t have to worry about last night. matter."
What happened last night
No, what she cared about wasn't what happened last night.
That's not right... Does she care? She thinks she shouldn't care. Over the years, she and muse have met intentionally or unintentionally on certain occasions. Muse occasionally comes up to talk to her, but she treats it with indifference.
She just wanted to ask, if Muse had not suffered successive love injuries, failed marriages, and turned into the haggard and pale appearance he is today, but still had the confident and graceful goddess posture when she fell in love with him, he would also say... completely unattractive. He now
In other words, if today there was another bright and confident woman like Muse who pursued him noisily all over the world, would he still remain unmoved
She didn't think so, because that was what attracted him, just as she was not the one who attracted him.
Wen Yi finally put down the things in her hands. She took a deep breath and looked at the man opposite her, "Mo Shichen, you want to read those letters because you want to know what happened and our relationship in the past. What?"
"Are you going to tell me yourself?"
She pursed her lips and said calmly, "There is nothing I can't say."
The past is the past, and it is already the past. She doesn't want to mention it, but it doesn't mean that she can't mention it.
Mo Shichen said nothing and looked at her quietly. His eyes were no longer so hot that it was difficult to ignore, but his eyes were very deep, as if he wanted to suck people in.
Wen Yi was sitting at the dining table. The eight-point-new white shirt on her upper body was not fully buttoned, and the delicate protruding collarbone was exposed from the open part. It was looming, with a cold and imaginative sexiness, "When I was seventeen years old I attended a dinner party, met you at the party, and fell in love at first sight... "
The man interrupted her with a faint smile, "Love at first sight?"
Wen Yi looked at him silently, dissatisfied with his sudden interruption.
He raised his hand and touched his chin, "How much do you like my face, huh?"
Wen Yi, "..."
She turned away slightly, "That day, I confessed to a senior in the garden."
Mo Shichen, “…”
what
He squinted his eyes, his handsome face was covered with a layer of darkness, and his tone turned calm, "You were severely rejected by the person you confessed to, and you were even humiliated. Then I happened to hear it, and you paid more attention. Are you busy?"
Wen Yi turned her head, looked at him again, and asked in astonishment, "You, how did you... know?"
Mo Shichen didn't remember this matter at all.
When she first appeared in front of him as a blind date, he didn't remember her as a person at all, let alone that trivial matter. One time after the marriage, she even made a sidestep, intentionally or unintentionally, and he could only vaguely remember something like It happened, but I don’t remember her, and I don’t know her number.
For this reason, she was lost for a long time.