Wen Yi saw him reaching out to lift the quilt, and his whole back could not be bent very much. This movement was very challenging for him, slow and difficult. She didn't care about anything else, and immediately walked over quickly, reaching out to lift the quilt. , "Okay, be careful. Don't do things like this that you can't do temporarily, so as not to aggravate the injury."
Mo Shichen sat down slowly without looking at her, "I have to trouble you with such a trivial matter. I am more annoying."
“…”
Wen Yi didn't say anything, she frowned and watched him slowly lie down.
She looked down at him, and finally said, "Why didn't you just listen to the doctor's advice and go to the hospital to rest for a few days?"
The man closed his eyes, "It's no different at home or in the hospital, I have to deal with work."
"Work?"
"I have to work if my brain is not paralyzed, let alone this injury." He opened his eyes, his dark and deep eyes were as smooth as ancient wells, and the corners of his thin lips curled up in an indifferent arc, "Do you think I am doing it for Lai? Taking care of you at home?"
Wen Yi, "..."
She does have such...well, suspicions.
Given his character, it seems normal for her to speculate and doubt like this, right
Mo Shichen looked at her for a while, said nothing, and closed his eyes again.
If he didn't speak, she would naturally not take the initiative to say anything. She walked to the sofa and turned off the floor lamp, then returned to the bedroom. The bedside lamp was also turned off, and the whole bedroom fell into darkness. Not even moonlight.
Wen Yi lay on her side, facing the window.
She hugged the quilt and opened her eyes to look into the darkness where she couldn't see anything.
In her mind, she recalled what happened all day long. At the end of the day, her thoughts were so chaotic that they were like a ball of hair. She slowly fell asleep amidst this mess of pictures and thoughts. past.
Realizing that the breathing of the person lying next to him had finally calmed down slowly and evenly, Mo Shichen seemed to have liberated something. He stretched out his arm to turn on the bedside lamp on his side, and then turned his head to look at the person lying next to him. The woman on the other side.
Her short black hair fell loosely around her neck. She was very quiet, asleep, and was not disturbed by the light.
He thought of the turbulent and incomplete memories that had appeared in his mind in the early morning. The tenderness in them, the green face, and the passionate love for Akagi in the girl's heart.
Then he remembered the warmth, coldness and ridicule just now.
[At least I won’t be like you and Muse. When you get married, it seems like someone else has taken advantage of you. I wish they could worship you like Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. You are so disrespectful and have to fight with your ex. I don't know how to linger.]
[Nothing, just that you must attend every piano performance she performs in person, and give her favorite champagne roses every time. The roses must be of the best variety. Occasionally, the roses in the flower shop are bought by someone getting married. Mr. Mo also wanted to send a private plane to transport the freshest and best-quality food to the beauty. Bo Jiaren smiled.]
… …
Wen Yi worked all morning the next morning, first "waiting" for the injured to wash up, apply medicine, eat breakfast, go to the study to get his notebook, then change clothes and make up, and prepare to go to the company.
Mo Shichen frowned and watched her busy here and there, and said in a low voice, "Didn't I agree before that you would be at home on vacation these few months?"
She had never expressed any objection or raised any objection before, so he assumed that she had acquiesced and agreed to the matter.
Wen Yi did agree, "It doesn't matter whether I go to work or not, but... now that you are injured, even if you can handle business at home, there are always things that you can't show up for. If I don't do it at this time, you will definitely not be right." Is there any impact on the company?"
He said calmly, "If I can't come forward, just let Mo Shiqian come forward."
Wen Yi didn't say anything, only said a long "oh".
Mo Shichen probably could tell what she was thinking, and said calmly, "Even if I have to lose my wife and my property in more than two months, if I want to take advantage of you during this period, I should It’s a very human way of thinking, right?”
She paused and nodded.
At this point, what else could she say.
For some people, the more honest they are, the more unstoppable they become.
"Then I'd better go to the company and bring the documents you need to deal with with Kanding. I also have some trivial matters and little tail to deal with. I'll be back before noon. I will arrange for a servant to be at the door when I go down. I'm always waiting for you to call me."
Mo Shichen was not very happy at first, but he couldn't find any reason or excuse to object, so he could only nod his head and agreed without any difficulty.
"I'm leaving."
The man hummed.
When she turned to leave, she heard the man in front of her say in a casual and hoarse voice, "Come back early when you're done."
She was stunned for a few seconds, didn't say anything, and just walked out.
… …
Kanding could basically prepare all the work documents that Mo Shichen needed to handle, and there was nothing she needed to intervene in. After communicating with Kanding, she returned to her office, preparing to improve her work efficiency and take care of some small things.
In fact, because she had stayed in Jiangcheng for more than two months, she basically had no big projects on hand.
When it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, she leaned back and stretched out. She was about to take a rest and pack her things to go back to the manor. However, before she could get up, the phone next to her laptop rang. .
She glanced at it and saw that it was a call from the servant at home.
Without thinking much, he picked it up and answered the call, "I'm going to be back soon. Did something happen at home?"
"No, no," the person who called her was the old servant of the manor. This time she was looking for a new servant, and she came back again. She was a little older, so she lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of being heard, " Madam... A woman named Muse said that she heard that the eldest son was ill and came to see him... You'd better come back soon."
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Wen Yi raised the corners of her lips and smiled silently. The news was fast and the action was fast.
She said calmly, "I understand. I'll be back soon. Did the eldest son let her in?"
"Yes..." The servant hesitated, probably because he was afraid that she would mind, so he said tactfully, "The visitor is a guest. The eldest master probably has no choice but to prevent people from entering the house, but he probably won't be able to stay long. Please come back soon."
"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, go and do your business."
"Hey, hey."
Wen Yi hung up the phone and played with her phone for a while. She got up with a calm expression, packed her things in an orderly manner, took out the car keys from the drawer, got up and walked out.