After Wen Hanye finished speaking, Ye Siran came over with a servant carrying tea. She held the steaming cup and exclaimed from the corner of her eyes, "It's Mr. Mo who's here."
Mo Shichen didn't say hello to Ye Siran this time, because his eyes were always locked on Wen Yi's face, and he lacked his usual modest demeanor and became more cold and gloomy.
Wen Hanye reached out and took the tea cup from Ye Siran's hand. The smile on his lips remained unchanged, and he said calmly to Wen Yi, "Okay, you guys can talk slowly, and we'll make room."
After saying that, he turned around, glanced at the tea in the hands of the servant behind him, and said, "If Mr. Mo doesn't leave later, I'll bring him a cup too."
The servant sighed quickly and put the cup in his hand in front of Wen Yi.
Wen Hanye led Ye Siran to leave.
After walking about two meters away, Ye Siran suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "Master Mo, do you want to have dinner at my house?"
Wen Hanye lowered his head and glanced at her coldly.
Mo Shichen finally gave her a response. He looked sideways and a smile appeared on his thin lips, "Of course, I'm sorry, sister-in-law."
Ye Siran wanted to say something else, but was dragged away by the man before he could speak.
As soon as they turned the corner, Wen Hanye removed his hand from holding her arm, inserted it directly into his trouser pocket, and walked leisurely without squinting.
Ye Siran blinked, followed a few steps to hold his arm, touched his nose with the other hand, and glanced at him, "Husband, don't you want him to have dinner at our house?"
The man sneered, not even bothering to glance at her this time, "Don't think that I don't know that you are making love to that man."
Ye Siran's eyes widened with justice, "Nonsense!"
"Ha~"
She quickly said, "I am determined to stand by Yi'er unwaveringly."
The man ignored her.
Ye Siran held his arm and had to speed up his pace to barely keep up with his long legs, "Honey, are you jealous?"
Wen Hanye stopped, turned to look at her, and chuckled, "Who would be jealous of a nymphomaniac?" Then he calmed his expression and said lazily, "Go and kiss her yourself tonight."
Ye Siran, "..."
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The setting sun has set, and the afterglow has dissipated, leaving only the sunset hanging on the horizon.
Mo Shichen pulled out the chair and sat down opposite the woman. He looked at her with deep eyes. He thought of what Wen Hanye said just now and frowned. Then he thought of the smell of smoke that he had just smelled on the tip of his nose. He was addicted to it. He also came up. He took out a cigarette and lighter from his body, lit it, took a puff quietly, and then slowly exhaled.
He didn't speak, and Wen Yibing never took the initiative to speak.
The man held a cigarette in his hand, and the curling smoke was quickly blown away by the evening wind. His voice was hoarse, "Madam, what will it take for you to come home with me?"
Wen Yi lowered her head and blew into the pale mist from the tea, "I told you, wait until your affairs are finished and settled before we talk about it, don't worry for a day or two."
He frowned, "Is there any connection?"
Wen Yi didn't answer.
Mo Shichen looked at her, "Are you concerned about what I said about you on the phone that day, or do you hope... that I will stop meddling in her affairs?"
She stated calmly, "As I said, regarding Li Qianrui, apart from the issue of loyalty, I don't make any demands on you. I just hope that you don't make any demands on me."
He pinched his eyebrows and smiled, "Do you think I like her?"
Wen Yi smiled back, "I think you might like me more."
The word "gentle" has a profound meaning and can be interpreted in many ways.
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and was slightly stunned for a few seconds after hearing this answer. He put the cigarette in his mouth again, took a puff, flicked the ashes with his long and beautiful fingers, seemed to think for a few seconds, and then said, " I didn't think about this issue... I didn't remember anything after I woke up. Only she and her father took care of me, and then we got together naturally."
The transition of their relationship came from Li Qianrui's initiative. He was silent for a long time after waking up, and his temperament was particularly cold. Others thought that few people could get close to him. She liked him, and she did pay a lot for him.
The formal relationship was actually confirmed less than two months before Wen Yi came to Jiangcheng. At that time, a slutty rich boy pursued her... Oh, to say pursuit was too polite, it was just entanglement and sexual harassment. He was at that time Only then did he stand up and acquiesce in their relationship.
His world was blank and helpless, and he couldn't find his roots. Now that someone was trying to pull him, he was settled.
Wen Yi looked at him quietly.
He smiled and said, "Wen Yi, let me tell you the truth, no matter what mistakes she has made or what kind of person she is, she is the first tie that appears in my world. When she blocks the gun for me, I It was indeed shocking, so at that time, I refused to accept the past you brought to me. My feelings for her were not deep, and pursuing her was not a strict relationship between a man and a woman. This kind of feeling can be given up, and as time passes, It will be forgotten for a long time, but it exists, at least for now, and it makes it impossible for me to stand by and watch her."
She sighed, propped up her chin and looked at him, "I know you don't like her much."
Mo Shichen nodded, and said gently and lowly, "What happened that morning was my fault, and I apologize to you."
Her expression remained unchanged, but she asked suddenly, "Where did your obsession with me... come from?" After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel something was wrong, saying that he had an obsession with her... herself They all felt their faces getting hot, so they quickly waved their hands, "No, I'm asking. I think at least in the beginning, you didn't like me more than you did Li Qianrui. Why do you insist on pestering me? Just for those things. The past that you have forgotten?"
After saying that, she smiled uncontrollably, "Have you never thought about it, just because you think you should be with me, so you came to pester me?"
He was silent.
It was so silent that the sunset glow on the horizon gradually faded into the dark blue night.
Just when Wen Yi thought he wouldn't answer, or that he couldn't answer, the man said calmly, "Maybe it's because being with you makes me feel like I belong."
Wen Yi was stunned, then felt funny, and asked with a real smile, "A sense of belonging?"
"Um."
When she looked at him, she really found it incredible. He was Mo Shichen, always calm and calm, with a mind that was so strong that he was cold, and a man who was confident to the point of arrogance. She even felt that he was a kingdom of his own, only waiting for others to pay homage to him. share.
How could he... not have a sense of belonging.
He raised his eyes, shrouded in smoke, "With you, I know better who I am and what I should do."