After saying this, Wen Yi left without looking back.
On the parking lot, Aleb performed the duties of a driver and opened the back seat door of the Maybach before she approached.
Wen Yi walked over, but did not get into the car. Instead, she gently pushed away his arm that was on the car door, then closed the car door and leaned against the car casually. , and raised his wrist to glance at the time, then lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Didn't someone notify him? It should be here soon, just wait a moment."
Aleb was stunned. He looked at her profile. The early winter wind was not strong, but mixed with the biting chill, it blew the black hair over her shoulders onto her face, making her face look a little blurry, but But she still couldn't hide the cold and distant look emanating from her contours.
He was silent for nearly a minute before speaking in a low voice, "Miss Wen, if you don't wait here to cool down, Mr. Mo will go directly to you later."
Wen Yi turned her face to look at him and smiled quietly, "I don't have to come. Why do you think I have to come in person?"
Although she was smiling, it was obvious that there was no smile in her eyes.
aleb fell silent.
Naturally, Wen Yi didn't need his answer. She tucked her messy hair behind her ears with her fingers and looked forward again.
She knew what Aleb meant when he said this. At this point, she already knew what she should know, and what Mo Shichen should know, he would soon know. There was no need to stay here, because in such a situation The occasion, no matter what kind of confrontation, is embarrassing.
It was not only Mo Shichen who was embarrassed, but also her.
But what she needs is an embarrassment that is so straightforward that there is no room for maneuver.
Because only the sharpest can make people wake up without reservation.
Mo Shichen did arrive quickly. Ten minutes after Wen Yi came downstairs, another black car drove into the villa.
She was still leaning on the car, watching the car drive into the villa, watching it stop, and then watching the man in a long black suit get out of the car and walk up to her step by step with long legs. .
Wen Yi didn't move at all, with a calm expression as if she was patiently waiting for him - of course, originally, she was waiting for him.
Mo Shichen lowered his head and looked at the woman's cool and cold face. His Adam's apple rolled up. The explanation he had prepared suddenly disappeared the moment he was about to speak.
She leaned against the car, raised her head, and held her fingers in the hair that kept blowing away, with a thin smile on her face. "I thought you had already thought of an explanation on the way here," she tilted her head slightly and spoke in a warm voice. Wen Juju said, "Or do you plan to... just skip this step?"
Mo Shichen looked at her, his brows furrowed tightly, and his voice was deep and urgent, "Wen..."
He didn't even finish reciting her name. He ran over with hurried footsteps in a chaotic manner, and he heard the panicked shouting from a few meters away, "Mr... Mr. Mo, it's not good... Li." Miss she..."
I don’t know whether it was because I was out of breath after running a few steps because of my age, or because I was really anxious and couldn’t speak coherently. The woman Wen Yi met before shouted to Mo Shichen anxiously, as if she was about to cry, “Miss Li. she… "
Wen Wen's cool voice trailed off and continued unfinished words unhurriedly, "Did you cut your pulse?"
The woman was stunned.
Even Mo Shichen, who had frowned and looked at the woman with a cold and handsome face, withdrew his gaze and looked at Wen Yi with an unclear look.
Aleb also looked at her silently.
After a few seconds, the woman came back to her senses. She stretched her not-so-well-maintained hand into the air, her lips seemed to be trembling, "Miss Li just said she wanted to stay by herself, so I didn't dare to disturb her." ... I just discovered that she cut her wrist in the bathtub... When I went in, the entire bathtub was full of blood... "
"Did you call an ambulance?"
Mo Shichen's voice was not high, but it was so sharp that it made people tremble.
"No... not yet..."
"Why don't you call an ambulance and come to me to cry? Are you going to keep silent if I don't come?"
When women usually see him, he always has a dignified and indifferent demeanor. Although he is difficult to approach, his speech and behavior have never been so cold and shocking. For a moment, he was so scared that he lost the ability to think, "I... I don't dare to be good at... Making the decision without authorization…”
When she said this, the corner of her eyes was timid, but she couldn't help but glance at Wen Yi.
The expression on her face clearly meant that she was afraid of Wen Yi.
This fear was not false, Wen Yi was scary, and more importantly, although she didn't know the specific relationship between Mo Shichen and the girl living in this villa, in the eyes of others like her, this relationship Apart from the beauty hidden in the golden house, I can't think of any other possibility.
The mistress is opposite to the main wife, especially the richer and more powerful the family, the less weight the mistress has. Because the interests are at hand, who cares about what she likes and loves, not to mention she doesn't feel that Miss Li who lives here is particularly favored. Love and care.
Besides, even in terms of appearance and temperament... they are not on the same level. Maybe they are used to eating Manchu and Han banquets and occasionally want to eat porridge and side dishes.
She had heard the sound of the car just now and knew that Mo Shichen was coming, so she dared to go to Li Qianrui and planned to report the news, but she saw the bathtub of blood.
How could Mo Shichen not understand the meaning of her darting expression? He tugged on the tie around his neck irritably to soothe his mood, and then said coldly, "Go and call an ambulance."
The woman responded hurriedly, "Okay... okay."
Mo Shichen turned to look at Wen Yi. They didn't talk to each other for nearly ten seconds.
The way he looked at her was complex and dark, as if several emotions were mixed together. Finally, he relaxed his tense nerves and said in a hoarse voice, "Wait until the ambulance arrives. I'll explain this to you again..."
Wen Yi smiled.
The smile was light and short, but it was undoubtedly full of sarcasm.
"Wen Yi—"
"Look, what's wrong with how we got together so easily before? Why do we have to make it so embarrassing now?"
The man pinched her shoulders with both hands, and the force continued to increase unconsciously, and he said word for word in a calm voice, "I didn't send her back to the country as I said before. It was my fault, but Wen Yi, you know that I only intend to I've been with you before, and you know that I'm just a little bit guilty and worried about her, and there's no more love between a man and a woman... Why do you insist on forcing things to the point where you don't leave any room?"
His emotions were probably a little out of control, so much so that he couldn't even control his strength, and Wen Yi's shoulder bones were aching from the pinch.