The man inserted one hand into his trouser pocket and said indifferently, "If you hadn't come, she and I wouldn't have gotten into this kind of trouble. But if we have to pursue it, it's because there's something wrong with her relationship. You're just the cause of the problem." The fire cord is not the root cause. As for you, I made it very clear when I was in Jiangcheng and gave you enough compensation."
Li Qianrui finally couldn't help it and cried, "What I want is not compensation at all. I just want to see you. Is this wrong?"
The man's eyebrows remained basically unchanged, "My feelings for you were originally based on the Li Ru you built and created with lies. If I were the one who met you in the first place, then I probably wouldn't even look at you. Second glance.”
Li Qianrui's tears were like broken beads, flowing continuously as she looked at him sadly.
Unfortunately, Mo Shichen was used to seeing her tears, and remained indifferent. "I will let someone take care of the hospitalization expenses and the air ticket back to Jiangcheng. As for the rest, I gave you the money and the house, so let me You came to Paris in your leisure time. In that case, you have gone to college and can support yourself. You can go back and find a job. When you can’t eat, you won’t have time to be sad and miss a man.”
After saying that, he opened the door to the ward and raised his feet to leave.
Since divorcing Wen Yi, his thoughts have been focused on her. These days, the people under him must have felt his unhappy mood and the low pressure around him. No one dared to take the initiative to bother him. Li Qianrui Even if something happened in the hospital, they would solve it themselves, so if he hadn't "encountered" her, he might not know when he would think of her.
"If you don't care about me at all, then why did you divorce her?"
The man paused and said calmly, "Maybe the timing of my divorce from her gave you this illusion, but I chose to divorce her just to get her in another way."
Mo Shichen left.
There was silence in the ward. Li Qianrui knelt and sat in the ward blankly. She knew that this was the last time.
In other words, he actually didn't plan to see her again from a long time ago, even though she looked forward to it every day, she just wanted to take a look at him and say a few words to him.
But now this expectation has come to nothing...
Since she brought him back from the sea five years ago, the focus of her life has been him, or in other words, only him. Now, her father is gone, and she is helpless when she goes back...
When she came, she used all the money and house he gave her to buy a ring... But this time, except for medical expenses and air tickets, he would not give her another penny...
What will she do next
Without love and without a father, how can I live in such poverty and loneliness
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When Mo Shichen knocked on the door and entered Shen Yu's ward, Wen Yi was feeding Shen Yu porridge.
She was sitting beside the hospital bed, her patient and gentle look, at first glance, gave Mo Shichen the illusion that she was supposed to be like this, instead of the delicate and cold Vice President Wen.
But this thought only passed by for a moment. He immediately frowned in displeasure and said lightly, "He is not your boyfriend. Why do you feed him porridge with your own hands?"
Wen Yi didn't look at him, but still answered, "Auntie has been a little stimulated these past two days and is not in good health. Uncle Shen asked her to rest at home for two days."
Although she and Shen Yu haven't reached the stage of being boyfriend and girlfriend, firstly, it's because she hasn't been divorced for a long time, and secondly, because they both have relatively slow personalities, so this kind of thing is okay. nature.
But she also has the intention to go in that direction, so she has been very close recently. Even as a friend, there is nothing wrong with her taking care of him.
Things like feeding didn't seem to go too far, but the intimacy was so dazzling that Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and said tepidly, "If it's so inconvenient, I'll ask Kang Ding to find a professional." I'll take care of you and make sure there won't be any hidden dangers in this business for more than ten years."
Shen Yu turned his face to look at Mo Shichen, moved his lips and was about to speak, but frowned before the sound came out.
Wen Yi hurriedly said, "What you say will hurt the wound. Just ignore him and don't say anything."
Mo Shichen's face became a little gloomy, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he said nothing.
Shen Yu closed his eyes, his expression gradually softened, and he stopped trying to be brave. He continued to eat the thin porridge slowly with his mouth open.
Wen Yi didn't say anything anymore, but patiently and carefully fed the small bowl of porridge with a spoonful.
Mo Shichen walked to the window and stood leaning forward. After scanning the ward with a pair of deep eyes, his eyes finally fell on the woman.
The heating in the ward was turned on, so she took off her coat. She only had a bottoming sweater on her body. It was soft and slim-fitting. It was not a turtleneck. Her short hair fell on her neck. The boundaries were very clear. From the back, she had an indescribable warmth. Wan.
The word gentle should actually suit her very well, but he could only capture it very occasionally.
But I have seen enough for another injured man.
Mo Shichen looked at her back and gradually fell into thoughts.
After Wen Yi finished feeding Shen Yu the porridge, she felt that the other man in the ward was strangely quiet. She put down the bowl and turned around, ready to ask him what he wanted to do.
He stood leaning against the window, as if he was watching her, but there was no ripple in his eyes, like the calm and unfathomable midnight sea, he was just looking at her in a trance.
She called him out loud, "Mo Shichen?"
The man ignored it, as if he didn't hear it.
Wen Yi's face showed some confusion, then she stood up and walked towards him. After standing in front of him, she called again, "Mo Shichen?"
She pursed her lips, looked at his handsome but somewhat dazed face, reached out and waved her hand in front of him, "Hey, Mr. Mo."
This man seemed to be in a daze.
Wen Yi lost her patience and raised her foot to kick him, but before her foot left the ground, the standing man suddenly leaned closer to her, and before she could react, he held her face. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.
As soon as the lips touched, Wen Yi's head exploded slightly.
This man plotted against her again!
There was no mercy under her feet. She raised her foot without mercy and stepped hard on his instep.
Women like Wen Yi, except for wearing flat shoes at home, usually wear shoes with heels when going out. The difference is only a few centimeters or ten centimeters.
The man seemed to be in pain and took two steps back. His tall body was pressed against the wall. The trance on his face was broken, and his eyes focused on a new sobriety.