"Come in."
Mo Shichen opened the door and walked in.
She sat in the big chair, looked up at him, and asked out of concern or politely, "Is there any progress?"
He stood in front of her desk, his dark eyes staring at her face for a moment, and his tone of voice was very calm, even casual, "She sent me a video."
Wen Yi asked subconsciously, "What?"
"Rape scene."
She frowned but said nothing.
He looked down at her, "Madam, do Vicky and you really have such a deep hatred?"
"I don't know," Wen Yi narrowed her eyes, "Everyone's brain circuit is different. Vicky has different ideas from most people. She really hated me back then, and..."
She paused briefly, and then continued, "After she became enemies with me, I have indeed used my status to suppress their family's business and development over the years. Although it is not deliberately looking for trouble, as long as I bump into In my hands, I will cause trouble for their family."
The corners of Mo Shichen's lips curved slightly, "I can't tell that my wife is still such a vengeful character."
Wen Yi smiled, "Otherwise, does Mr. Mo think I am gentle and kind?"
He stared at her with deep eyes, "What do you think, madam, of Vicky's kidnapping of Li Qianrui this time?"
"It's not the first day that she has done something thankless just to express her so-called bad temper. I'm not surprised that she has done this. Ignorant people are fearless."
Mo Shichen stood upright. He had been imitating the manners of aristocrats since he learned to walk. He wore a dark blue suit with no buttons or tie, and a white shirt underneath. He looked handsome and noble.
He spoke in a low voice and slowly, "I have never felt shameful or disgusted with a woman's scheming and methods. In this world, everyone should rely on their own abilities, but..." He looked into her eyes, as if he wanted to look into her body. In the deepest part, "First, if anyone wants to play tricks and tricks with me, don't cry to me if you lose. Second, as a woman, you should know better that some injuries are the most fatal and unbearable to women, and you still wantonly know that." Trampling and hurting others—such despicable ways as Vicky has done, I will return them to her."
Wen Yi looked at him without saying a word. She pursed her crimson lips and looked at him silently.
Finally, he said calmly, "As a person, my bottom line is indeed not very high, but there is still one thing that crosses my line... Even I don't know what I will do to her."
Even if Wen Yi's study was unoccupied for a long time, Wen's mother would ask the servants to clean it on time, so it was clean, but it was too quiet and cold, lacking in popularity. Even if there were two people there, it was still extremely quiet. .
It's so quiet that you can hear the needle drop in people's hearts.
After Wen Ye spoke for a while, he raised his lips and said, "Master Mo is worthy of being the quasi-heir trained by the Lawrence family since childhood, and a loyal implementer of the laws of the jungle."
Mo Shichen looked at her without saying a word.
"You came to me when you were so busy. You didn't come here specifically to say these things, right?"
The corners of his lips curled up, "Madam should have guessed it."
Wen Yi held her forehead, smiled, and said softly, "Vicky thinks I stole her position. She wants to see me become an abandoned wife of a wealthy family, and divorcing you will become a joke, otherwise I will destroy Miss Li." … Are you here to get a divorce from me?”
Mo Shichen looked at her, "How do you feel?"
She answered without much thought, "To be honest, I'm a little sad, but more of a happy person."
The meaning of his tone was unclear, covered by a faint smile, "Are you really sad?"
She smiled frankly, "Of course, you have been pestering me for so long, and in the end you gave up this marriage for another woman. Although it is what I want, it is inevitable that there will be some disagreements. Women Well, thoughts and feelings are always so entangled and complicated."
"I feel very relieved that my wife can still be sad."
"Miss Li is more important."
"If I divorce you, will I never have the chance to get married again?"
She said clearly, "Yes."
"But in this world, there should only be things I don't want, and there shouldn't be women I can't want."
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, otherwise the eldest son would not be in a plane crash. Five years is more important than a woman."
Mo Shichen looked at her deeply and long, and whispered, "I will make everyone involved in this matter pay the price."
She twitched her lips and said, "I know."
"Then let's go," the man's tone became calm, as if all his emotions had been drained away, "My wife wants a divorce so much, she should have prepared a divorce agreement a long time ago. Just sign it as you wish."
Wen Yi's eyes moved and her pupils shrank. Even though she heard what he said in person, she still found it unbelievable and unreal, and she opened her mouth, "You agreed?"
"Um."
"Are we getting divorced?"
"as you wish."
"Are you going to go through the formalities now?"
He said indifferently, "Isn't it a different man every hour? Although there is no big difference for me if there is one more and one less, but if the result is the same, one less is one."
Wen Yi stood up from her chair. The sudden result made her unable to think straight, "Aren't you afraid that if you divorce me, Vicky will regret it?"
"I don't know if I'll regret it or not. Regret is inevitable."
Wen Yi looked at him steadily. The man's handsome face was covered by a thick layer of fog. His facial features were clear, but his expression was blurry except for the indifference. Seeing her stunned, the thin and sexy lips curved in a seductive way, " Madam, you can’t let me go?” He said in a low voice, “If you can’t let me go, we won’t leave.”
She subconsciously raised her head and said hurriedly, "I'm going to change clothes."
After saying that, he stepped out of the desk and ran directly outside.
Mo Shichen turned his head and looked at her "impatient" back. All the contours, including the jaw line, were stretched to the extreme. It was so cold that it seemed like ice-cold white frost could condense on her side. The hands were clenched into fists, the joints turned white, and they made a low and clear sound of bones cracking.
He closed his eyes and put away the cold and stern evil rolling in his eyes.
Wen Yi quickly changed her clothes. She even wiped her hair with a towel and didn't dry it. Her clothes were just put on casually. Compared with her usual sophistication and elegance, they looked extraordinarily casual.
He glanced at her half-wet hair and didn't warn her. He only showed a hint of mockery.
When the two of them went downstairs to the parking lot, they met Wen Hanye coming back from outside.
When Wen Hanye saw Mo Shichen, a bit of surprise flashed through his eyes, but his expression was not obvious. He just asked Wen Yi calmly, "Yier, you just came back, where are you going?"