Wen Yi smelled the smell of cigarette smoke on his body - it was so strong that she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.
She didn't want to think about this man, but her mind still started automatically. The smell of cigarettes was so strong, he might have been smoking for several hours, and then she thought of the time when he pinched Shen Yu and left just now...
He couldn't have been downstairs in the apartment and only came up again after seeing Shen Yu leave, right
She thought about it for a moment, but she did not think deeply about this issue. She just replied with a voice without emotion, "Now is indeed a good time."
The man's arm around her waist tightened in vain, so hard that it almost hurt her bones.
Wen Yi endured it, but her body couldn't help but stiffen, and her light tone was quite provocative, "Why didn't you say it in front of him?"
He asked in his ear, "Do you really want to see two men fighting for you?"
"You came all the way just to tell me that Shen Yu doesn't love me particularly?"
The man stroked her hair with his hand and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll have to seek medical attention in a hurry, madam."
"He said," her voice was soft but her tone was always very light, "If I give him a chance to start, he will not let me down."
This time, it was Wen Yi who felt the muscles of the man holding her stiffen, and even the breathing near her ears became disordered and heavy.
Wen Yi did not forcefully break away from the embrace, but just smiled and asked, "Mr. Mo, what do you think?"
Mo Shichen didn't answer her, and she didn't seem to need his answer. She just talked to herself in his arms, "I think if I can divorce you, he should be the best choice I can find." ... Or, if I hadn't fallen in love with you at the beginning, maybe I should have gotten together with him naturally, got married and had children, and lived a life of less togetherness and more separation, but with expectations and sweetness... "
"That's enough," the man interrupted her coldly, and tightened his arms around her waist, "There are no ifs. It was me you loved at the beginning. If you do it again, you will still love me."
"Yes," she said tiredly, "Don't pester me anymore, okay?"
His deep voice was almost vague and seemed like an illusion, "What if I love you more than he does?"
The air seemed to be silent.
After hearing this sentence, it must be a lie to say that she was absolutely indifferent.
She was hugged by him and her face was forced to be buried in his chest. Although this position seemed intimate, the biggest advantage was that they couldn't see each other's expressions.
Her heart seemed to curl up, and the hands on her sides clenched into loose fists.
After a long time, maybe a few seconds, maybe ten seconds, or dozens of seconds, Wen Yi directly appropriated his last sentence, "Mo Shichen, there is no if."
"Ma'am," he said, "let's make a bet."
"When you bet with others, you're usually guaranteed to win 10 times out of 10, but I'm not sure, so I don't bet."
"Bet on whether I can get Mo Shiqian to remove his protection from you."
Wen Yi said nothing.
"If I win, don't let me fight with you again. Just follow me home." His hand touched her head and his fingers slowly passed through her hair. "If you win, I I will return all your documents to you and stop pestering you in any way. Whether you stay in Lancheng and work under Mo Shiqian or go back to Paris to work for the Wen family, I will never interfere again—"
His low-pitched voice gradually became seductive, "Compared with Lancheng, you probably want to go back to Paris more, right? Huh? Your parents are old, and your mother has always been reluctant to let you go, not to mention... Shen Yu's circle is also there Paris, if you want to be with him, the best ending for the two of you is in Paris, right? The aristocratic family becomes in-laws, they live close to each other, and the two families live under the same roof, it couldn't be more perfect."
The chance of winning this bet made her very tempted.
She gave up everything and left Paris. Although she was determined and acted quickly, she was still forced to do so. What's more, when she got here, Mo Shichen still persisted in pestering her, which made her extremely frustrated, even to the point of frustration. Once upon a time, I was completely disheartened.
It would be great to be able to get rid of him and go back.
Wen Yi put her hand on his chest, pushed him away, and withdrew from his arms, "I want to think about it..." These four words were what she had answered Shen Yu in the evening, "Mo Shichen, I need to think about it.”
Her mind was a little confused, "It's very late now, and I'm sleepy and tired... Let's talk about this matter tomorrow."
"Okay," he didn't continue to be aggressive, and took a few steps back. His handsome face was gentle and gentle, but when his dark eyes looked at her, there was always a feeling of affection and doting, "I'll come find you tomorrow." You... By the way, how were the buns this morning, do you want me to steam a few more tomorrow morning?"
Normally, she would have really wanted to retaliate against him. With such simple buns, you might as well just buy one from a breakfast shop outside and make people eat it.
But in this situation, she chose the simplest answer, "No, do I like to eat steamed buns?"
She said it casually at first, thinking that steaming buns was a difficult job, so she deliberately made things difficult for him.
Not to mention that she is used to Western-style breakfast, even in China, few people say that she likes to eat steamed buns very much...
Mo Shichen looked down at his hands, with a rather disappointed expression on his face, and said calmly, "I also feel that I have made rapid progress recently, and I will be able to steam perfect steamed buns after practicing a few more times."
"..." No matter how perfect the buns are, they are just buns. Who can taste the delicious food in the world
but…
From the corner of Wen Yi's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the man's hands. The place where he was burned and cut last time had healed a lot and had become scarred, but it seemed like he had licked new wounds, making those hands that should have been quite beautiful look a little mottled. .
There was no expression on her face, "Please come back if nothing happens. Goodbye."
Before the man could reply, she had already stepped back and raised her hand to close the door.
Mo Shichen watched her side face disappear quickly, her eyebrows lowered as she closed the door, she turned away without looking at him again, and just disappeared from sight.
Separated by a door.
Wen Yi stood quietly at the entrance for a long time. She did not go back to the house immediately. She couldn't tell what kind of confusion was wrapped around her whole body. The thread in her mind was still messy. She just leaned against the door panel. , then the body slowly slid down, and finally sat down on the carpet.
The corridor outside the door is deep and quiet.
Mo Shichen looked at the closed door in front of him and had no idea of leaving for a moment. His handsome face was extremely dull. After standing for a while, he calmly took out a cigarette, then lit it in an orderly manner and took a long breath. Take a sip and spit it out.
He remembered what he blurted out when he held her just now, what if I love you more than him
In fact, what he wanted to say at that time was, but I love you more than him.