This man's choice of words is really interesting.
The wound on her forehead was still throbbing slightly. Wen Yi unconsciously raised her hand and touched the gauze with her fingertips. She replied matter-of-factly, "He probably asked me to dinner because he had something to tell me. Why don't you go?"
She and Shen Yu were neither exes nor had an ambiguous relationship. They had known each other for so many years and knew each other well, so there was nothing to avoid.
Mo Shichen said coolly and solemnly, "You think it's fair and aboveboard?"
Wen Yi asked, "Is there anything unfair?"
He sarcastically said, "Above and aboveboard, you say I don't know you?"
He really didn't know many of her friends except those in the company, but Shen Yu, if she hadn't deliberately concealed something or felt guilty, she could have answered him casually instead of evading the question.
Wen Yi answered truthfully, "Because Shen Yu said... don't tell you before I go out."
The man became more and more stern, "What did he say?"
She didn't say anything for a while, looking at his angry face steadily.
Then he smiled softly and said, "You are really tempered today. Is it because I went to an appointment to have dinner with Shen Yu, or did I go out to have dinner with him without telling you?"
His voice was cold and hard, "Maybe it's because you went to dinner with him on an appointment without telling me."
Although it was for muse, she didn't know it beforehand.
The man was cold and angry, but Wen Yi smiled. She leaned her head in front of him and studied his face for a while, "Are you jealous?"
With a sullen face, he stared at her face coldly. He suddenly reached out and clasped the back of her head, forcing her towards him. His four lips were pressed tightly by gravity. Together, leaving no gaps.
The driver driving in front silently glanced at the two people behind him in the rearview mirror, and then quickly withdrew his gaze. He sat upright and stared straight ahead, not daring to reveal the corner of his eye.
Wen Yi wanted to push him away, but she was still worried about his injury when she started, so she didn't use much force and only made a fist to hit his shoulder.
This kiss was more than just a kiss. The kiss gradually became full of teasing flavor, and in the end it developed into an aura of eroticism, and the entire car was filled with an ambiguous heat.
Occasionally, Wen Yi made a sound, and her face turned red and bloodshot.
Is this man still shameless? !
This is in a car, and there is a third person in front!
She wanted to break free and return to her original position, but her waist was tightly restrained by the man's hands.
When the kiss finally ended, the man let go of her lips, and Wen Yi gasped lightly and stepped back, glaring at him with a pair of eyes.
When she thought about the strange noise the driver in front of her had just heard, she wanted to hammer this bastard to death.
Seeing her annoyance, Mo Shichen felt a little better. He licked the corners of his lips, his smile was a bit feminine and a bit sexy, "You came so close, I thought you were asking for a kiss."
The driver in front almost burst into laughter, but fortunately he gritted his teeth and held back his laughter.
Wen Yi was speechless by him. She turned her face away and looked out the car window, pretending that she didn't want to pay attention to him.
Mo Shichen didn't know whether it was his spine that restricted his movement, or whether it was "remaining anger", so he didn't take the initiative to go over to coax her, or even talk to her.
Since she turned her face away, she couldn't see his expression or face at this time. She could only fall into a quiet silence. Somehow, the pain in her heart became even worse.
In this way, with heavy silence all the way, the car drove back to the villa in the manor.
After the car stopped at the parking lot, Wen Yi opened the door to get out of the car, but before her feet even touched the ground, her arm was pulled by the man. In a deep voice, she said in a deep voice, "Shen Yu will pull the strings for you. Don't you have something to say for muse?" What do you mean, after eating someone else’s food, you will be angry with me when you come back?”
Wen Yi turned back to look at him, "Who stipulates that I have to do things for her after eating her food? If I had known it was her, I wouldn't have gone today."
Besides, it even hurt her forehead.
His tone was relaxed, "Oh, didn't you say before that there was really no need for me to do this to others?"
"Didn't you still have a cuckolded expression on your face before? Your mood has improved so quickly?"
He said frankly, "I'm jealous."
"Then your jealousy fades pretty quickly."
"Hurry up and give me a kiss."
Wen Yi, "..."
There is no way to talk about this.
She wanted to leave, but her arm was pulled by the man and she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she tried.
Mo Shichen stretched out his legs and kicked the driver's seat in front of him, "Why don't you get out of the car and wait to watch the show?"
The driver said, "... Sir, I'll leave immediately."
After saying that, he immediately opened the driver's door and got out of the car, and quickly left the scene.
Suddenly only the two of them were left.
"Wen Yi," Wen Yi didn't look at him, so she didn't know where he took out a cigarette. She heard the lighter click, and then the faint smell of tobacco wafted into her sense of smell, "To be honest, in Do you think I am really a bad person?"
When she heard this sentence, the first answer that quickly ran through her mind was: no.
She didn't have any strong or special resentment towards him. She just loved him, loved him, and then slowly faded away, and it became a thing of the past.
It's not that he is a bad person in her mind, it's that she has no such thoughts about him.
Although recently, I occasionally think about it.
She answered truthfully, "No."
Mo Shichen unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car in a leisurely manner. Then he walked around the back of the car, opened the door on her side, clasped her wrist and took her out of the car. Smoking a cigarette, he closed the car door with one hand and pressed her against the body of the car.
He blew a smoke ring to the side, then looked down at her, "I admit that you also know that the reason why I approached you when I first came back was because in my judgment, you are someone who cannot... at least not for the time being, be lost at will. That’s why I don’t want to divorce you.”
Due to her height disadvantage and not wanting to stare at the buttons of his shirt all the time, Wen Yi still raised her head to look at his face.
The wind was warm and cool, blowing her fine hair.
She didn't speak, just listened.
"I drafted those divorce agreements not only to keep you for three months, but also to give myself three months. I followed my own thoughts and decisions, but I can't live just for the past. "
His voice was low and deep, like the sound of a light drum, beating her eardrums rhythmically. The wind was strong, and his thin lips were very close. When the wind blew, it made a hollow sound, as if the world was very big, and they were the only ones dependent on each other. , "If these three months have passed and you still want a divorce, and I feel that you are not the person I absolutely want, then we should really forget it."
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