Chapter 10

Su Murong threw the orange peel into the garbage basket on the balcony, and his tone was not too harsh. "When you see Dad, can you still face song Yixi as if nothing had happened?"

"It's just because of dad that I can face him as if nothing happened. Sister, this is my decision! You believe I won't let you down

Su Enron in the eyes of stubborn, Su Murong see clearly, her hands on the balcony guardrail, "then you say, how do you want to do? How are you going to get our Su's things back? "

"Song Yixi's business is not clean. As long as he holds the handle, it's not difficult to bring him down! What's more, elder sister, we should cooperate with each other inside and outside and drag him down earlier, can't we? " Su Enron's voice is soft but firm.

"No, I don't need you to take meaningless risks. Don't make people think too simply, and then you will lose to the ground!" Su Murong admonished Su Enron with his past experience.

After two years of shopping malls, Su Murong has seen too many intrigues. Su Enron's idea is too natural and naive. You know, people fight for their interests and they don't recognize each other. Without security and retreat, Su Murong does not allow her to take any risks.

The conversation lasted more than ten minutes, but no one could dissuade anyone. The Su family were stubborn in their bones.

Finally, a phone call from Xiaojiang made them stop arguing.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Mo's assistant wants you to go home." Xiaojiang's voice was worried.

What does Mo Shibei do when she comes home? Is there a new pattern of divorce? Su Murong hooked the corner of his mouth, "did you say anything specific?"

"It seems that Mr. Mo has something to do with you. You'd better go there in half an hour. Now I've driven out and I'll pick you up at the hospital." Xiaojiang has been with Su Murong for two years. Shen Yuan calls again and again to talk about divorce. This time, instead of talking about divorce, she realizes that it can't be delayed.

Now that Mo Shibei has found it, she can't avoid it. "I'll drive by myself. You can go to the hospital and send Enron to Su's home. Go back and have an early rest." Finish saying, Su Murong turns head to Su Enron to explain to warn a few words, take bag to leave ward later.

The distance from the hospital to the villa is not long or short, but Su Murong is stuck for half an hour and slowly enters the door.

Put on slippers and went to the living room, Su Murong smile sweet and enchanting, "husband, you come back to me?"

Mo Shibei is standing in front of the French window and doesn't know who to call. When she comes back, her eyes fall on the paper box with the dress on the sofa. "Take it and change it. Come out with me later."

Su Murong put down her heart in an instant. Fortunately, she didn't come to find fault. She accompanied Mo Shibei to several upper class banquets in Hong Kong City. After all, she was a right husband and wife. When necessary, she took her dress and went to the cloakroom on the first floor.

After Mo Shibei finished the call, he took a look at the time and sat on the sofa waiting for Su Murong to come out.

But after waiting for nearly seven or eight minutes, Su Murong was still dallying in the cloakroom. He couldn't help but get up and go over. His tailored suit pants wrapped his long legs, and his feet looked impatient.

"All right? I'm in a hurry. " Mo Shibei stood outside the cloakroom and said in a cold voice.

His voice fell. The valuable door was pushed open by the woman inside. His long black curly hair fell on his shoulders. His white skin and elegant dress made women more charming.

Mo Shi North has a moment of shaking God, ink eyes flash a trace of indistinguishable emotion dark awn.

"Who asked you to buy this dress? It's a bandage and a zipper. How do you want me to wear it alone? " Su Murong is not happy. He turns around and tucks his long hair in front of his chest, revealing his beautiful back.

Mo Shi's hands on both sides of the North didn't move, and his pupils couldn't help contracting, because there were traces of Madness on her back that night.

"Hurry up, aren't you in a hurry? You don't say you have dinner party to attend earlier, otherwise I can go to the studio and do a modeling. " Su Murong didn't dislike his eyes, but the way he wore this evening dress, which he got from nowhere, was a bit complicated. It was more troublesome to wear it alone.

"It was pushed off, but there was an accident in the middle of the way. I was asked to go there for a scene." Mo Shibei rarely explained to her, reached out and began to tie the bandage on her dress.

His cold fingers touched the woman's warm back, which made Su Murong take a step forward to avoid his hand.

"Why?" Mo Shibei asked her.

"Mr. Mo, your hands are too cold." Sure enough, cold-blooded animals, it is autumn, his temperature is so low, winter that can hardly imagine.

Mo Shibei, on the contrary, put his whole hand on her waist, and pressed her delicate skin with fingertips. His voice was dangerous. "Su Murong, you hate it?"

Su Murong was shocked by his temperature first, and then felt his hand swimming down. She quickly grasped his hand, smiling as before, "husband, how dare I despise you. Hypothermia doesn't matter. I'll warm your bed. Now, help me put on the dress first, otherwise it will be late, don't blame me