Chapter 712： Mrs. Mo who stayed all night

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Mo Shichen stood on the balcony and watched the white Bentley drive out of the manor. He held his mobile phone in his hand, his expression was faint, and he turned and went downstairs until the car completely disappeared into sight.

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At eight thirty in the evening, the study.

The man was sitting in the chair behind the desk, leaning back slightly, the notebook on the table was open, but his gaze was fixed on the mobile phone beside him, and his eyes were down, like a thought.

Suddenly, he moved, glanced over the time on the laptop screen, and then got up, pacing to the window and standing for a while, overlooking the lights and lights in the distance, he stood for about a few minutes before turning back to the desk , Picked up the phone, opened the address book after unlocking it with the fingerprint, and clicked on the word "Mrs. Remarks".

The night is quiet and the study is even more, so the beeping sound on the mobile phone waiting to be connected is particularly clear and audible.

For one minute, no one answered.

Mo Shichen's thin lips were ridiculed, and it was no surprise that if she would answer his call obediently, she would not be such a difficult woman.

He didn't continue dialing, leaned on the desk, and sent her a text message, [Are you going home? Would you like me to pick you up? 】

Clicked Send, then sent successfully.

He also knew that she would probably ignore him.

Her will to divorce was more determined than ever before, otherwise he would not know this time that she would force her to rebound, but chose to use such an extreme method because there was no other way.

Although she knew that she would not return, but time passed gradually, he still glanced at the mobile phone from time to time, whether there were any incoming calls or text messages, but none at all.

He put the phone on the desk, got up and went to the wine cabinet to pick up a bottle of red wine. He placed the cup casually next to the phone. When he lowered his head to pour the wine, he pressed the home button again. I don't know why to do it, but when I glanced out of sight, I found a missed call displayed on it.

Of course it wasn't his wife who was usually soft and casual, and harder than the harder one.

It was Li Qianrui.

He retracted his gaze, his face pale and without emotion, let alone carelessness, and continued to pour alcohol. Then he casually drank and drank. After a few sips, the phone vibrated.

He glanced, still the phone.

He picked up the phone, picked it up, and his voice was a little lighter than his face. It was the kind that had no coldness but absolutely no warmth, as if he was talking to an indifferent person. So can't hold the mood down, "What's the matter?"

Li Qianrui is also good at checking words and listening to her words. After hearing these three words, her nose was sore and whispered, "If it's okay, I can't find you or call you?"

"Qian Rui," he said lightly, without accusation, but he was extraordinarily cold and ruthless. "You need to know yourself."

The four words of self-knowledge, such as a silent thunder, suddenly exploded on her forehead, and her face on the phone went pale, "I ... I just want to ask ... your wife Is she ... still angry ... "

Since that day, although the person who took care of her told her he had taken her to the hospital, she was drowsy at the time, and he never showed up at the hospital afterwards and did not call her.

For so many days, she had been afraid to contact him, but she missed him too much and couldn't bear to think of it.

Mo Shichen's tone remained unchanged. "My care for you is based on our past feelings, and also because you were robbed and lonely. I can't bear to see you being destroyed at a young age. Wen Ye quarreled with me because I kept her privately to raise you. My fault is with me, so I do n’t blame you. I will continue to pay for the medical and care workers, but Qian Rui, maybe I gave you an illusion. I'll tell Wen Ye that I can't live without it ... "

He paused, and his indiscreet voice had an indescribable cruel taste, "I took care of you for a while, but I never thought of taking care of you forever, except for my woman and daughter, I can't take care of anyone for a long time. Moreover, in my eyes, if the meaning of a person's life rests on a man, it is really meaningless. I am willing to help you to stand up. If you want to rely on me from then on, I can't avoid it. "

"You ..." Li Qianrui was in the ward, listening to him clearly low-alcohol, but every word was indifferent, tears burst out desperately, "Don't you blame me ... you guys quarrel?"

Mo Shichen squeezed his eyebrows and had a little impatience. He said lightly, "I said, that's my decision, my fault."

"I ..." she whispered softly, as if she could endure it but still couldn't bear it, "then I won't disturb you."

He didn't seem to hear the leaking cry, "Um."

With this syllable, he hung up.

Looking at the time again, it's nine o'clock, and Wen Ye naturally didn't return. He even regretted it at this time. Why did she send her a text message, maybe he didn't send it, she would come back after eating outside. Already.

Or, if I knew it, I should send someone to follow her when she went out.

Put down the wine glass in my hand, find out the car key neatly, and then picked up a coat, then got up and went out. After getting in the car, I called Kangding with indifferent voice. where."

"Good president."

"She drove out, and started with her friends."

"I know."

Hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside and started the car.

He had a hunch that if he didn't go to her or find no one, she would not return all night.

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Kang Ding quickly found out where Wen Ye had eaten and her friend who had an appointment with him, that is, the girlfriends who had traveled abroad with Wen Ye last time. After they finished eating at about 7 o'clock, they seemed to go to a nearby restaurant to clean up. After playing, I may have a drink, but I do n’t know how much.

Wen Ye's girlfriend's husband and her customers ate nearby. After the end, they went directly to pick up his wife, and Wen Ye followed.

Mo Shichen called his girlfriend's husband directly. After speaking, she didn't even say a few words of politeness, so she asked, "My wife is having dinner with your wife. Where are they now?"

My girlfriend's husband was a little surprised, "We're home, hasn't she arrived yet?"

Mo Shichen sank his voice, "What do you mean?"

"The two of them drank. I was a bit drunk when I went. I was going to send Mrs. Mo home first, but I just met your wife's friend ... he offered to send it, and they looked familiar. , I just ... didn't grab him. "