Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss - Chapter 772

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Li Qianrui’s face froze, and she looked at him tearfully. “You’re blaming me. You came to Paris without permission? Do you think that if I didn’t come, you wouldn’t argue with her, and you wouldn’t make trouble? To divorce her? “

The man inserted his trouser pocket with one hand, and said indifferently, “If you don’t come, I and her will not get to this point, but if you have to investigate, it is also because I have a problem with her emotional foundation. You are just a guide to cause problems. Fire is not the root cause. As for you, when I was in Jiangcheng, I made it clear and gave you enough compensation. “

Li Qianrui finally couldn’t help, crying, “I don’t want compensation at all, I just want to see you. Is this wrong?”

The eyebrows of men are basically not fluctuating. “My feelings for you were originally based on Li Ru, which you piled up and made with lies. If I met you in the beginning, then I guess I would not look at you Second look. “

Li Qianrui’s tears continued to flow like a broken bead, and she looked at him sadly.

Unfortunately, Mo Shichen had already seen her tears, and was indifferent. “I will let you handle the hospitalization fee and the ticket back to Jiangcheng. As for the others, I gave you the money and the house, so let You have a leisurely time to run to Paris. In that case, anyway, you also went to college. You should have no problem feeding yourself. Go back to find a job yourself.

After speaking, he opened the door of the ward and raised his foot to leave.

Since divorcing Wen Yue, his mind has been betting on her. These days, the people under him estimated that he felt his unhappy mood and the low pressure around him. No one dared to bother him actively. Li Qianrui Even if something happened in the hospital, they resolved it by themselves, so if it wasn’t for the “encounter”, he might not know when he would think of her.

“If you don’t care about me at all, then why are you divorcing her?”

The man paused, and said indifferently, “Maybe the timing of my divorce gave you this illusion, but I chose to divorce her just to get her in a different way.”

Mo Shichen left.

There was silence in the ward, and Li Qianrui knelt down on the bed, knowing that this was the last time.

In other words, he actually didn’t plan to visit her anymore, even if she was looking forward to it every day, she just wanted to look at him and say a few words to him.

But now this expectation has failed …

She brought him back from the sea five years ago. The focus of his life is him, or he is the only one. Now, her father is no longer there, and she is helpless when she goes back …

When she came, he took the money he gave her and the house to buy a ring … and this time, he would not give her a penny except the cost of medicine and air tickets …

What will she do in the future?

Neither love nor dad, just live in poverty and loneliness?

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When Mo Shichen knocked on the door and entered Shen Yu’s ward, Wen Ye was feeding Shen Yu with porridge.

She was sitting by the bed, patient and gentle. At first glance, Mo Shichen had an illusion, as if she should have been this way, instead of the delicate and cold Vice President Wen.

But the thought just passed by. He immediately frowned disappointedly, and said lightly, “He’s not your boyfriend, why should you feed and drink porridge?”

Wen Zheng didn’t look at him, but still answered, “I was stimulated a little in the past two days and my health was not good. Uncle Shen let her rest at home for two days.”

Although she and Shen Yu have not yet reached the stage of male and female friends, one is because she has not been divorced for a long time, and the other is because both of them can be regarded as relatively slow personality, and this kind of thing goes with them natural.

But it also means going in that direction, so it has been very close recently. Even as a friend, she can take care of him.

Things like feeding do n’t seem to cross the border too much, but it ’s so intimate that Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes and said tepidly, “If it ’s so inconvenient, I’ll let Kangding find a professional Come here and make sure that there is no hidden danger in doing this business for more than ten years. “

Shen Yu tilted his face to look at Mo Shichen, moved his lips, and just frowned before trying to speak.

Wen Huan busy said, “You talk will affect the wound, you ignore him, don’t talk.”

Mo Shichen’s face was a little overcast, and Fei’s thin lips closed tightly, and he did not speak.

Shen Yu closed her eyes, her expression gradually slowed down, and she did not continue to be stubborn. She continued to eat the porridge, which was very thin.

Wen Yan didn’t talk anymore, just fed the small bowl of porridge with a spoonful of patience and care.

Mo Shichen walked to the window and stood leaning leaning on his body. After a long look through the ward, his eyes finally fell on the woman.

The heating was turned on in the ward, so she dragged her overcoat. She had only a base sweater on her body. It was soft and slim, not a high collar, short hair fell around her neck, and the boundaries were clear. From the back, there was a kind of indescribable warmth. Wan.

The word Wan Wan should be very suitable for her, but he can only catch it occasionally.

It was for another injured man that he had seen enough.

Mo Shichen looked at her back and gradually fell into thought.

After Wen Yu fed Shen Yu and drank porridge, she felt that another man in the ward was a little weird and quiet. She dropped the bowl and turned around, ready to ask what he wanted to do.

He stood leaning against the window, as if watching her, but there were no ripples in his eyes, like a calm and unpredictable deep sea at midnight, just watching her dream.

She called out, “Mo Shichen?”

The man ignored it, as if he didn’t hear it.

There was a bit of confusion on Wen Ye’s face, then she got up and walked towards him. After standing in front of him, she called again, “Mo Shichen?”

She pursed her lips, looking at his handsome but somewhat sloppy face, and reached out and shook his hand in front of him, “Hey, boy.”

How does this man look like a magic wand.

Wen Yi was impatient, raising his feet and ready to kick him, but before the feet left the ground, the standing man suddenly leaned closer to her, and held her face before she could react. He bowed his head and kissed her lips.

As soon as the lips touched, Wen Ying’s head lightly exploded.

This man counts her again!

There was no mercy under her feet, and she lifted her feet without mercy, stepping on his instep heavily.

Such women as Wen Zheng, except for wearing flat shoes when at home, usually step on heel shoes when they go out, only the difference between a few centimeters or ten meters centimeters.

The man seemed to be in pain, stepped back two steps, the tall body leaned against the wall, his face was broken, his eyes focused on a new soberness.