He was more affectionate than time - Chapter 828

This situation has been stalemate, Wenyi is not willing to give him any response except indifference. Moshchen wants to break this situation, but has not found the right opportunity. She is like an ice wall.

Until one day, he couldn’t go in and drive to pick her up because of work, so he had to send a driver to replace him, and after informing the driver, he still called her in person.

She didn’t seem to care whether he went or not.

The phone was answered half a minute after dialing out. When her cool voice sounded, he was distracted to think whether the woman didn’t even want to answer him. Fortunately, the next second, she asked in her ear, “what’s the matter?”

Mo Shichen asked subconsciously, “can’t I call you if I’m ok?”

In this rhetorical question, there is also some meaning of questioning.

Wenyi is still light, “what’s the matter, say it.”

Mo Shichen was quiet for a moment, then he kept his temper. “I can’t pick you up today because I have asked the driver to wait for you in your company when you are usually off duty.”

“Well, good.”

“I may come back later.”

“Is there anything else?”

Mo Shichen listened to her estranged tone, and his heart and mouth seemed to be heavily pressed by something. For so long, he was not used to her indifference. He half closed his eyes, and only told him low, “you have a bad appetite recently, whether you want to eat or not, you should try to eat more.”

“I see. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up. There’s a phone coming in.”

The shadow on the man’s face is heavier, but he can only say, “OK.”

After that word, the end hung up.

There was silence in my ear.

There is indeed a phone call from Wenyi over there. After I hung up the phone from Mo Shichen, I got a call from wenmu. “Yier, take your brother’s car after work later, come back with him, and go home for dinner in the evening, OK?”

“Oh, yes.”

Wenmu hesitated for a few seconds and asked tentatively, “do you want to call Mo Shichen to let him come after work?”

Wenyi said plainly, “he just called me and said he was busy working overtime today. I don’t think he has time.”

It sounded like an excuse to say no, and she felt the same.

Coincidentally, she answered his phone half a minute ago.

Wenmu obviously didn’t believe it, but she didn’t say much. She sighed, “well, I’ll wait for you at home.”

“OK, mom, bye.”

Mo Shichen received the driver’s phone call sent by him 15 minutes after the call with Wenyi. “Big boy, I just went to pick up Miss Wen. She said that she would go to Wen’s house, so she took Wenshao’s car and let me go first.”

“Didn’t I ask you to pick her up?”

“Miss Wen said that if there is a dinner party at home, I will”

he is a driver. What else can he say.

Dinner party?

Mo Shichen sat in the chair, holding the mobile phone hand and unconsciously tightened his strength.

In the past, she would definitely call Wenjia for dinner.

What does she mean?

Or, there was no dinner party at all, but she didn’t want to go home, so she found an excuse to go back to her mother’s house?

Mo Shichen hung up the driver’s phone directly.

I turned to think about it, or I couldn’t help it. I dialed Wenyi’s phone again, and asked directly, “why don’t you call me when you come back to Wenyi’s house?”

Wen Yi is sitting on the front passenger of Wen Hanye’s car. He laughs when he hears, “I’m just going home for dinner. Is it necessary?”

He works overtime and late himself. What’s the effect of her coming back earlier and later?

Mo Shichen can’t help his temper, but even so, he can’t help the tone of questioning, “your mother will let you call me every time you have a dinner party. You don’t have enough cold war with me now, are you ready to kick me out directly?”

Wenyi felt that he was inexplicable. She would kick him out if she didn’t ask him to come back to her home for dinner?

She smiled faintly, “I don’t know when you are so good to play.”

The man didn’t speak, but she could hear his breath clearly and suddenly it was heavy.

He has been patient and restrained his attitude during this period of time. Obviously, when he tolerated much more, his temper became more irritable, but he still couldn’t let it out. Such a vicious circle.

Wenyi has a kind of absurd illusion. Sooner or later, this man will explode.

Mo Shichen didn’t take the other hand of his mobile phone and held the signing pen. The black pen can be broken at any time by him, but it still hasn’t, and the man’s voice also dropped, “I’ll pick you up after work.”

Wenyi didn’t say well or not, just said, “let’s talk about it.”

The ups and downs of Mo Shichen’s breath were more obvious. He wanted to say something more, but he chose to cut off the call directly.

He’s afraid to go on. He’s really going to lose his temper with her.

Wenyi takes a few seconds to realize that the phone has been hung up. This is a rare situation. She doesn’t need to know that the man is angry at that end. She sips her lips and takes her cell phone back to her bag.Wen Hanye looks at her and asks with a smile, “don’t you suffer from cold war with him with pregnancy?”

She lightly replied, “how can it be? I think he’s very cool in his bending.”

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Wen Hanye shakes his head and smiles. There is more than one hand in the world that can make master Mo shrivel.

He wants to use his children to keep Wenyi in check.

Now, this child has become his biggest concern.

With his usual style, he would not tolerate Wenyi’s cold for such a long time and dare not force him as he used to. Undoubtedly, he knows that if something happens to the child, it will be more bloody than he was pregnant.

He can’t afford to gamble, so he dare not act rashly.

Wen Hanye’s car drives into Wen’s villa, and Wen Yi is stunned just a few steps from the car.

The long snowflakes fell from the sky and danced under the dark sky.

She looked up, cold and white on her cheek.

It’s snowing.

Her new marriage to Mo Shichen was on a snowy day in the late winter.

Moshchen finished the rest of the work with the highest efficiency. By the end of the work, it was already more than 8:00, and it was just about 9:00. He simply picked up the things and picked up the car key to go out, and his cell phone rang.

He glanced down, and the message on the caller ID was: Mrs. mo.

It’s amazing that this is the first time she has called her child since she’s been with him for such a long time.

It’s just that

his lips are thin, his radian is cold and he laughs at himself. His hunch of ten is sure. It’s nothing good for her to call him actively, mostly – she won’t go back to the manor tonight and let him not pick her up.

But even so, he will take it.

“Job’s tears,”

“are you finished?”

In fact, it’s just a greeting as an opening line, but it warms Mo Shichen’s heart, because even such a polite greeting, she hasn’t had it for a long time.

So Mo Shichen lost his ability to think for a few seconds, and told the truth softly, “just after that, I will come here.”