Mo Shichen responded to her with an almost invisible smile and a casual hum.
Wen Yi followed and stood quietly to one side.
The weather has turned cold recently. Today she wore a bone-colored thin silk long suit with a pure white base and rolled-up cuffs. Underneath, she wore dark blue wide-leg trousers whose material was almost black but could not be seen.
She is always clean, tidy, elegant and capable, from her clothes and skin to every strand of her hair.
After getting out of the elevator, Mo Shichen was walking in front, but he stopped and turned back to look down at her, "Mr. Wen, do you have an appointment tonight?"
Wen Yi raised her face and smiled slightly, "No."
His voice was gentle, "Would you be honored to treat me to dinner?"
"cannot."
Mo Shichen wasn't annoyed either. Instead, there was a hint of a smile on his lips, "I don't walk to and from get off work. Do you want to take a ride today?"
Wen Yi still shook her head, "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your kindness. For an office worker like me, walking every day is very necessary for good health."
The man nodded, as if he agreed with her words, and did not bother too much, "Then, see you tomorrow night."
Wen Yi kept smiling and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Mo."
Mo Shichen withdrew his gaze, turned around and left first.
The secretary who was following him also nodded and said hello to Wen Yi, and then followed the man's footsteps.
… …
It would take some time to pick up the car, so when Mo Shichen's car exited the parking lot and drove onto the main road and was about to speed up, he accidentally saw a woman walking on the sidewalk out of the corner of his eye.
She was holding a handbag in her hand and walking slowly in the warm breeze and sunset, giving her a leisurely temperament.
Of course Wen Yi also owns a car, but she bought an apartment near the company for business reasons. Since it was very close, it only took about ten minutes to walk. She just walked to and from get off work and regarded it as exercise.
The secretary who was driving also saw Wen Yi. He saw in the rearview mirror that the man sitting in the back seat had been staring at the figure, and asked aloud, "Sir, do you want to invite Miss Wen to get in the car?"
He smiled lightly and said, "No need."
The secretary said nothing more, stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly disappeared into traffic.
… …
Wen Yi arrived very late the next night. Of course, she couldn't be blamed for this. Chi Huan had already returned to Lancheng, so she arrived with Mo Shiqian, and he never liked such occasions. So I arrived very late.
As soon as they appeared at the banquet, Mo Shichen's secretary came up to him and said to Mo Shiqian respectfully in a low voice, "Second Young Master, the eldest Young Master asked me to ask you to go to the study on the second floor when I see you. He has something to do." I want to talk to you."
Mo Shiqian hummed.
Wen Yi tilted her head and said, "Then you go find him. My brother should be here. I'll go talk to him for a while."
Mo Shiqian glanced down at her and said nothing.
The secretary led him up to the second floor.
Wen Yi took a casual look around, and since she appeared, many eyes have been focused on her. These looks are different, and they contain all kinds of content. There are also many who come up to talk to her to find out the truth.
She chatted for a while, then took a glass of wine and walked towards the garden.
It was fine during the day, but it got a little cold at night. There shouldn't be that many people outside.
There are lights on in the garden too—
Speaking of the garden, Mo Shichen had only been back to the manor for a few days. The long-deserted garden had neither blooming flowers nor vigorous shrubs, only dry and whirling branches and yellow grass.
With the passage of time, even the light emitted by the lamp wick seems to have dimmed a few degrees, but maybe the servants have also scrubbed it, so there is a clear and thick dimness.
Wen Yi was wearing a strapless white short skirt. The style was simple, but her shoulders and legs were exposed to the air. The wind felt a little cold. Just when she was considering whether to go back to the hall, she suddenly heard the sound of a man she was familiar with. Voice.
His voice was very calm, but there was a natural condescension for no reason, "Five minutes, Mr. Black, I am very busy. Since you insist that what you said will be what I want to know, I will give you five minutes."
This was undoubtedly Mo Shichen's voice.
But... wasn't he waiting for Mo Shiqian in the study
After this thought passed through her mind, she remembered... She was very suspected of eavesdropping on others standing here, so she still held the wine glass in her hand that she had not drank from, and prepared to return silently the way she came.
"I am muse's husband, oh no, to be precise, I am her ex-husband."
Wen Yi was startled, but she was still about to leave.
The light white Nordic wooden tables and chairs placed under the tree seem to be submerged in the shadow of the tree.
Hearing these words, Mo Shichen didn't make a sound, and Wen Yi didn't make any sound either. There were only the wind blowing through the fallen leaves and the faint sounds of laughter and chatter coming from the hall.
Blake asked tentatively, "My lord, I heard that the relationship between you and Wen Yi is not very good now. Is it true?"
Wen Yi heard Mo Shichen ask with half a smile, "Is it possible that after you married my last girlfriend, you still have a crush on my current wife?"
"No, no," Blake denied repeatedly, "I just want to know..."
At this point, he did not finish the sentence. After a while, he re-worded the sentence and said, "What happened back then has always been a knot in my heart... Now Muse and I have divorced, and you and Miss Wen have also... these years. Although muse is by my side, I know very well that she has always loved you in her heart."
Mo Shichen glanced at him sideways, took out a cigarette and lighter from his body, lit it, took a puff carelessly, blew out a faint smoke ring, and smiled lightly, "Your wife is pretending to be me, how can you still Come and confess to me on her behalf, as a man, I am ashamed of your heart."
Blake smiled bitterly, "Because I took advantage of your father to cause you to break up... Originally, I thought that I could compensate her by doubling my compensation to make up for the original harm, but she has been depressed these years, and I realized that I am not her. I can't give her happiness or make up for the person I want, and I always feel...I'm sorry for her."
Mo Shichen said nothing. The dim light and the swirling smoke made it difficult to see the expression on his face, let alone the color of his eyes. He said lightly, "What do you want to say to me?"
"At the beginning, she didn't give up on you. I lied to her... I said, in order to stabilize her mother and your father first, I asked her to pretend to be with me. Her communications and whereabouts were monitored, and she couldn't contact you. I also said that I sent you a message for her... I lied to you and she couldn't bear the pressure and gave up."