Mo Shichen looked at her steadily, and half a minute passed in the din of the sea breeze.
Then, he nodded slowly, his voice a little soft, "It has taken a lot of effort on my part to coax you to this point. I don't want our relationship to return to its original shape because of other people's affairs."
Mo Shichen took her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "I know they have hurt you, and you don't like them. After this matter is settled, I will not come here again, nor will I I'm sorry that I will have nothing to do with them again, please just bear with me for a few more days, okay?"
She stayed quietly in his arms, neither moving nor saying anything.
His chin rested on her shoulder, "Wen Yi, most people in this world are not purely good or purely evil. For example, Qian Rui's father is selfish and does not hesitate to hurt others for the sake of his daughter. He is also cowardly. He knew that what his daughter did was wrong, but he was unable to correct her, so he acted as an accomplice, but... "
The man's hand on her waist became harder and harder, "When I first woke up, they were very good to me. I don't remember what kind of father my father was, but Qianrui's father has been since I woke up." From the beginning, he had almost no reservations about me. After I woke up, I couldn't get out of bed for a month, and couldn't do anything for two or three months. When you came to Jiangcheng, I finally recovered and went to sea for the first time. , during this period of time, I couldn't give them any help, and I was still a burden. They had to make money to find a doctor for me, and they tried every means to supplement my nutrition. While they were busy working, they had to find time to come back and give me a day's care. Three meals…”
"He is a selfish old man and a cowardly and unprincipled father. But because of this, I cannot directly erase the care they have given me with all their efforts, the family affection I have truly felt, and the love I have received. , when he died, he had his own responsibility, Qian Rui's responsibility, and mine."
"You're right. I have to put aside these heavy feelings when I'm with you, because my guilt and feelings for them will hurt you and endanger the relationship we have finally built up during this period. I can't, but I'll be tired."
He didn't intend to show these obscure and complicated thoughts, but Wen Yi was still too sensitive after all, or in other words, she had loved him for too long and had an almost conditioned reflex sensitivity to his emotions.
With such a hug, Wen Yi couldn't see the expression on his face, but for the first time, she felt that he had taken off the mask he was accustomed to wearing.
With her face pressed against his chest, she could hear her heartbeat clear and powerful.
After he finished speaking, Wen Yi raised her head from the man's arms, grabbed the shirt on his chest and pulled his head down to her, and pressed her lips against his thin lips.
She only kissed her briefly, without going deeper, and she separated when the man wanted to unconditionally become his guest.
"Would you feel better if you tell me a little bit about your depression?"
Mo Shichen looked at her intently, as if studying her emotions.
"I thought it was shameful for you to hide so much, but it turns out that there are times when you can hold it in so much that you almost break it." She sneered at him mercilessly, "You have to hold it in yourself, and you have to think about what others are doing. I understand you, you can tell yourself whether you are boring or not.”
“…”
He lowered his eyes and looked at her silently, looking at her hair blown by the sea breeze on her face. He wanted to laugh a little, and his heart softened a lot. The haze and dust accumulated in his heart seemed to be blown away by the sea breeze. Blow lighter.
Wen Yi looked at his stretched eyebrows and kissed him again.
This time, Mo Shichen grabbed the back of her head without hesitation and deepened the kiss.
After the kiss ended, he whispered against her lips, "Sleep in my room tonight. No, when you return to the hotel later, you go directly to take a shower, and I will carry your luggage to my room."
"That won't work. What should I do with my sister-in-law? I can't leave her alone."
The man concluded calmly but without comment, "My woman should sleep with me, no matter whose woman it is."
Wen Yi, "..."
… …
Wen Yi was very hungry, and the food in this restaurant was really simple and delicious. She ate two small bowls of rice. After the meal, the two of them drove back to the hotel. Mo Shichen half coaxed and half forcefully took the woman back to him. Book your own presidential suite.
After he put her in the bathroom and heard the sound of water in the shower, he went downstairs again to pick up the luggage from Ye Siran.
Ye Siran was already unhappy when he was woken up by the doorbell. When he knew Mo Shichen's intention, he immediately...
"What?"
?
Mo Shichen patiently smiled and repeated, "She slept with me."
Ye Siran's eyes widened, "Why?"
"Mrs. Wen," the man said, "when you slept with your husband, did someone ask why?"
“…”
"But she came with me!"
"She and I, the King of Heaven, have to sleep with me."
"... But I would be scared to sleep in a hotel alone."
Mo Shichen was unmoved. Wen Yi's suitcase hadn't been opened yet, so he could pick it up and leave. He only said an understatement, "That's your husband's business."
"!!!"
He's still in Paris!
Ye Siran was very angry, but her anger was powerless. She really didn't expect that her sister-in-law, who usually looked reserved and cold, would actually do something like a man abandoning his companion. She was really beyond appearances.
He also laughed at her for being a husband-controller. She was a husband-controller and she left her husband to accompany her all the way to Jiangcheng. Who is the husband-controller
Sinkhole!
… … …
After taking a shower, Wen Yi climbed into bed and fell asleep. She was so sleepy that she had no extra energy to argue with Mo Shichen about whether she should accompany him or Ye Siran. After being forced to catch him, she also So I fell asleep.
Mo Shichen briefly packed Wen Yi's luggage in the living room, then went to the balcony to call his staff to confirm the process of Li's father's funeral, and then told the people here to arrange a suitable and long-term job for Li Qianrui. , and the three-bedroom apartment he promised to buy for her.
Buried the day after tomorrow.
He thought for a moment, then called Kandin and asked him to book a flight ticket for the day after tomorrow. He planned to take Wen Yi back to Paris directly after the funeral was over. Then before leaving, he would make all arrangements and handle everything properly. .
it's getting dark.
Mo Shichen put his hands on the railing of the balcony, his expression submerged in the darkness, looking at the sea that he could barely see clearly.
This sea is familiar to him, and even the air smells familiar to him. He has stayed here many times longer than in Paris, and he thought he would stay here forever.
He probably won't come here again, he thought calmly, and then turned around and went back to the master bedroom.
The beautiful woman was lying on her side. He walked over, got on the bed with his knees, and gently took her body into his arms.