Wen Yi's heart shook, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.
Her fingers holding the tea cup suddenly tightened, so tight that the joints turned white, and the skin against the cup wall was reddened without noticing it. She lowered her eyebrows, but the night covered her expression, and she sat opposite her. Mo Shichen couldn't see much.
After a moment of relief, she raised her eyes to look at him again, and said with a smile, "Do you have any misunderstanding? The Lawrence family and Clod-Summer are the ones who have followed you since you were born. You have trained them as heirs since you were young. They should be your place of belonging, more than any other woman.”
Mo Shichen smiled faintly, "Really," he raised his eyes to meet hers and said lazily, "In my opinion, the direct source of the position of president is because my dear brother wants to return to Lancheng. The woman who accompanies him, so she unloaded her burden and had to leave it to me."
Wen Yi explained, "It was because your plane crashed and your father thought you were dead, so you handed it over to him. These are yours to begin with, and they are also the burden you have shouldered since you were born."
The man lightly shrugged, "Maybe, but I've never seen what my father looks like..." He looked straight at her, with a slight smile on his lips, "Maybe I don't care about living things. More interested."
The living thing undoubtedly refers to her.
Wen Yi lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.
Mo Shichen stretched his hand across the table, held it in her hand holding the tea cup, and said in a low voice, "Come back with me, okay? Even if you are still dissatisfied, want to lose your temper or want to have a cold war, go back with me... Okay?" He paused slightly and continued, breathing calmly, and said in a deep voice, "When you are not here, I am absent-minded at work."
Wen Yi was startled again when she heard this, and tried hard to pull her hand out of his palm, but he refused to let go. As a result, the tea spilled accidentally during the argument.
The water was said to be hot enough not to burn her skin, but even though it wasn't hot, the man reacted quickly and covered the back of her hand, which was still obviously burnt red.
He took the cup out of her hand and let go of her hand.
Wen Yi pursed her lips, not knowing how to react.
As night fell, the evening breeze blew in, covering up this rather embarrassing situation.
A distant voice came, "Second Miss...Second Miss, Madam asked me to treat you to a meal with Mr. Mo."
"Oh... Okay, I got it," Wen Yi subconsciously agreed, then stood up, "Let's go eat..." She hesitated for a few seconds, and tried her best to use a normal and natural voice, "If you're burned, , I’ll ask my mother for some burn ointment to put on you later.”
Mo Shichen stared deeply at her face and hummed.
… …
By the time Wen Yi led Mo Shichen back to the restaurant, the rest of the Wen family had already sat down.
Mo Shichen's movements were always quick and precise. Just as Wen Yi was about to reach out to pull the chair, the man beside her had already pulled it open for her, as naturally as if he had done it countless times and should have done so.
Wen Yi glanced at him, said nothing, and sat down quietly.
Then the man nodded and asked Wen's father and Wen's mother before sitting down in the empty seat next to her.
Wen Hanye ignored him, Ye Siran lowered his head to drink the soup silently, Wen's father was serious and calm, only Wen's mother had a complicated expression and glanced at him from time to time, and a strange silence spread on the dining table.
Wen Yi lowered her head and ate quietly.
This went on for about five minutes. In the end, Mother Wen couldn't hold it in any longer. She frowned and asked in a bad tone, "Shi Chen, what's going on between you and that woman? Do you know that there are a lot of rumors going around outside now?" How unpleasant does it sound?”
Mo Shichen turned his head to look at Wen Yi, but she had no expression at all. She was half quiet and half cold, and she didn't even seem to hear the question at all.
Of course Wen Yi heard it, but her mind was still wandering to the scene outside just now, what he said, and his subconscious action of protecting her hand.
Then, she heard the man next to her patiently explain Li Qianrui's matter to her mother, in a low, slow and orderly manner. Yes, it was basically the same as the truth. She had told her mother about this before.
Probably because she saw his humble and good attitude, Mother Wen's face improved, but she still said with a straight face, "If you can't find that woman back, what are your plans?"
The man replied calmly, "If I can't find you after using all my connections, then of course I'll have to forget it."
Mother Wen asked again, "What if we find it?"
"Of course let her go back to Jiangcheng."
Mother Wen looked at him, then at her daughter who had never said a word, "Yi'er refused to tell me, can you tell me, if you wanted to find her just because of the friendship in the past, why did you want to find her again? She quarreled with Yi'er and even made her go back to her parents' home... Didn't she let you find Yi'er?"
There was silence for ten seconds.
"No," he frowned, but his tone was still good, "It was my fault. I knew at the time that she might have been deceived by a trafficking gang, so I was impulsive and angered Yi'er when I was on the phone."
Wen Yi chewed the food in her mouth and thought faintly in her heart that this man really had a good attitude in front of his elders as always, and her mother-in-law was very fond of this. Besides, this matter didn't sound very serious. After all, in From the elders' point of view, there is no principled issue involved.
It is true that he did not touch on the issue of principle, but he only criticized her a few words. She did not care about these accusations, but this incident made her feel... She herself had no energy or enthusiasm to maintain and fight for this relationship. , when something happens, you instinctively want to turn around.
And he was not sure about her... She wasn't sure, and she wasn't so sure.
… …
After the meal, the other three members of the Wen family left the restaurant one after another under the look of Mother Wen, leaving only Wen Yi and Mo Shichen.
Mo Shichen turned around and raised his hand to touch her face, "Madam, come back with me, okay? You saw it, and your mother also hopes you can go back with me."
Wen Yi turned her face away, causing his hand to fall away. His hand froze, and then he took it back calmly.
His thin and beautiful lips pursed into a cold straight line, and his voice deepened, "Or is it like your brother said, you want to divorce me because of such a thing?"
Wen Yi looked forward, her eyes not meeting his. He could only see her side face, "Not to mention our failed marriage five years ago... In the past three months, every time I wait for this marriage... I have gained some confidence in our relationship, and if I want to get closer to you, things related to Li Qianrui will come up... Let me tell you the truth, unless you have restored your memory now, maybe we can be a little different, otherwise... you should wait. Let’s finish things with her completely.”
Mo Shichen pursed his lips and looked at her. After a minute, he said flatly, "You're not coming back to me tonight, are you?"