However, she has her own right to choose her husband.
Given the choice, she didn't want her partner to work in the same industry as the Mo family.
Growing up, she had experienced too many worries about Father Mo. Every time Father Mo went on a mission, she and her mother would pray in fear at home. This kind of mood was not something ordinary people could understand.
In the past nineteen years, Mo Xier has been worried for so many years. In the future, she can choose an ordinary life for the other half of her life, why wouldn't she choose
Qing Muchen didn't seem to expect that she would give such an answer. His head seemed to be bombarded by something, and he stood stiffly on the spot, without replying a word for a long time.
Mo Xi'er looked away from his face, straightened her back, and went into the house as if nothing had happened.
Her expression was indifferent from beginning to end, and it was the same after Qing Muchen came up.
He washed up with an expressionless face, and after taking a bath himself, today he unexpectedly and virtuously put out the bath water for him.
She has never done anything like this on her own initiative since she married Qing Muchen.
This is the first time.
Qing Muchen stood stiffly on the edge of the bathtub, looking at her squatting on the ground to test the water temperature, as if he hadn't recovered from what she just said.
"Okay, it's time to wash." Mo Xier moved his hand in the water, feeling the heat that was neither hot nor cold. He stood up and wanted to leave, but his wrist was unexpectedly grabbed by Qing Muchen.
Mo Xi'er was slightly startled, her body facing away from him visibly stiffened.
With her back straight, she waited quietly for him to speak first.
Qing Muchen's hand pulled her wrist tightly, and the fingers holding her wrist were so white that they lost their color.
He seemed to be considering something. He turned his back to her and was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly said, "What if my significant other has no choice?"
His words were a follow-up to what Mo Xi'er said just now, when he said he didn't like that his other half was of the same nature as the Mo family.
Normally, Mo Xi'er would just think his words were ridiculous.
His marriage to her was just a marriage agreed upon earlier.
He doesn't love her, and she doesn't love him either. The two of them can barely get along for a few years for temporary benefits.
After waiting for a long time, he will get tired of her, will he keep holding on to her
This is Mo Xier's view on their marriage.
However, now, Qing Muchen suddenly asked so seriously, which forced her to seriously think about their future.
What Qing Muchen said was just what if.
It was a what-if that Mo Xier had never considered in the past.
What if, even if he is tired of her, he is still unwilling to let her go for the benefit of the family
What if he doesn't love her, but he won't get tired of her body
And what if she fell in love with him
Mo Xier's head seemed to be exploded by something. Thinking about these questions, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Qing Muchen's hand kept holding hers, not urging her, but quietly waiting for her answer.
He stared at her sideways, observing her reaction calmly.
Seeing the subtle fluctuations in her expression, his chest seemed to be lightly touched by something.
There was another what if, Mo Xier had not imagined.
That is, what if he loves her too and never plans to let her go
Mo Xi'er seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, her back facing him stiffly, and she didn't speak for a long time.