Chapter 167： He ... was angry?

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He put the phone down and stared deep into her face. "Her explanation, do you believe it?"

"I?"

The man whispered, "Well, if you believe me, leave her. If you don't, I let her go."

Chi Huantong's eyes widened slightly, looking up at him.

But the man's expression was very bland, apparently he said that, he would do it.

"She's your subordinate. What she said is really false. Shouldn't you know better than me?"

Mo Shiqian raised her jaw with her fingers, and her voice was cool. "I don't care if what she said is true or false, I just care if she will become a puppet in your heart."

Chi Huan turned his head before he understood what he meant.

If she minded, he let the woman go, even if the facts were just what she said happened to be misunderstanding.

If she doesn't mind, even if the woman is playing tricks ... he doesn't matter.

Yeah, as long as she doesn't respond, the relationship cannot be provoked. No matter how many other women do, and if there is any means, it is useless, because Mo Shiqian is a copper wall and an iron wall, and it cannot be broken at all.

As long as he didn't disturb his work and life, he never cared about what other women did.

The explanation given by Song Zheng can undoubtedly be completely passed.

Even if she wasn't sure if she had a narrow metric or if someone else really had it.

Besides, the problem between them has never been another woman.

Suddenly, Chi Huan suddenly realized that it didn't make sense to care about these things.

Mo Shiqian can't be hooked by other women, no one can hook him, she even has some ridiculous hope that a woman can stir his heart.

Prove that he is not really hardhearted.

Prove that he doesn't love her, but she doesn't love him.

It was about seeing that she didn't talk for a while, and the man held her chin hard, "Talk, huh?"

Chi Huan smiled with a lip sigh, and his voice was a little low, "Mo Shiqian ... I now think that you man is really ... tasteless, it is a pity to give up."

Mo Shiqian's thin lips suddenly became a straight line, and his face was not good-looking.

He always knew he was not so good.

Apart from being rich, there is a face that a woman likes, and there seems to be no other. Even before the popularity, she said half-jokingly that a woman with him would suffocate.

Because he is a stuffy gourd, the most boring kind.

He sniffed, because he didn't care, but now he suddenly remembered it, and then his heart was choked.

He arranges everything for Chi Huan, takes care of her daily life, takes care of her work, takes care of her travels, and even takes her position as the president of Clod-Summer Asia, acquires her agency, and replaces her in the world she wants to fight for. She paved the way.

It's not all about taking care of her. He has never been as powerful and responsible as she imagined and thought.

When the full moon was sixteen or seventeen, even the first year of college, she liked him very much, and she was shy and confessed, and loved him.

But when she met Tang Yueze, she came to a new conclusion-there was no way to feel love in him.

He couldn't give Chi Huan the so-called feeling of love. Sooner or later, she would meet a Tang Yueze-like man. Besides, she was young and beautiful, and the chance of encountering him was much greater than the full moon.

So he hoped she depended on him, and he couldn't live without him.

Just like now, as she said, if he has no money, if he can't mention her to the media, if he is not the president of Clod-Summer, she won't stay with him.

He didn't care about these, because he always focused on the results and not the process.

He didn't even care what she stayed with him because of what she was doing. She was just money.

Food is tasteless, it is a pity to abandon ...

Did she also find him boring?

The eyes of men are as dark as dark ink.

He suddenly let go of the arm that restrained her, and released her from his arms.

Before Chi Huan responded, the man would have put her in the sofa, got up on his own, picked up his phone slightly, and said quietly, "Tell me to tell me, I'll go to the study room for a while."

After that, the man walked away with long legs and left the bedroom.

Chi Huan froze.

What did he mean by not responding for a while?

After another minute or so, she didn't realize ... he was angry?

Isn't she the angry person, why did he suddenly become him?

Chi Huan recalled for a while ... Could it be that she just said that he had no food and was a pity to give up, so he was angry?

She was at a loss for a while, and it took her a while to understand why she was at a loss.

Because Mo Shiqian was never angry with her.

Even if she was occasionally angry, she directly reprimanded her, just like she just wore a bathrobe and went out. Most of the trouble between them came from her unilateral.

He is so indifferent that almost everything can be done publicly with him.

This is the first time.

Or is it because of a painless evaluation?

She wasn't even sure, he was really angry because of this sentence.

... isn't he so glassy?

She was sitting on the sofa, at a loss, with an indescribable complex mood, like mixed feelings.

………………

The winds outside the window have never been heard.

Mo Shiqian never returned.

At more than ten o'clock, Chi Huan was distracted by him after all. He couldn't get into the script. When he was almost going to bed, he simply went to the bathroom to wash and apply the usual skin care products.

But one person was missing, and she couldn't sleep because of it.

Until 11:30, Mo Shiqian had not returned.

Chi Huan didn't know why he was looking for him, but she didn't hold back, opened the quilt, put on slippers, and went out.

Maybe he was angry, she seemed to be coaxing?

Just like Mo Shiqian coaxed her.

He didn't do anything wrong and didn't love her, but he did.

Mo Shiqian is indeed in the study. He has no office, his notebook is co-authored, and his mobile phone is set aside.

He turned on the desk lamp and was reading a book.

Quiet, deep, handsome, and exciting.

Chi Huan stood at the door for a while, and walked in.

After hearing the movement, Mo Shiqian looked up, "Thinking about it?"

Chi Huan pursed his lips, and it took a few seconds to reflect that he was talking about Song Yan, and was about to open his mouth, glancing over the book in the man's hand inadvertently.

She froze slightly.

He didn't see anything strange about this novel, maybe it was just a pastime, but at this time, Chi Huan felt very subtle.

Her face was still pulling, and she seemed reluctant, "Why don't you go back to sleep?"

Mo Shiqian's deep eyes stared at her, "Do you want me to go back to sleep?"