Chapter 200

The man is indifferent to the extreme. "What else can I do?"

Song Shu had no choice but to say, "Mr. Mo, maybe I shouldn't say something, but since I happen to know I'll let you know. "

Chi Huan looks up at the man's face. His eyes and eyebrows are drooping. His expression is extreme indifference.

"Because I'm the junior sister of the president's wife. I knew her when I was in College Just now, she called me and briefly described the following situation - according to what she learned from her old subordinates and friends who had been with the chairman for more than 20 years, as well as other elders, the chairman didn't know that your mother had passed away these years, and he always thought that she had married someone else with you... "

Because it's the phone, Mo Shiqian doesn't speak, Song Shu can't see his expression, so he can't guess his present attitude.

After a while, she continued to ponder, "what happened then It's very complicated, and time is too far apart, but sometimes I'm in a big family, bearing the rise and fall of a family, and many times There's nothing to do. "

Chi Huan looks at the man holding himself, puts his face on his cheek, takes his cell phone from his hand, and says, "what's wrong with Mr. Lawrence?"

Song Shu is stunned, "Miss Chi," but she quickly responds with no change in tone. "Mr. Lawrence and Mr. Mo always quarrel I'm in hospital in a hurry, but now I'm awake. The doctor says it's OK. "

Fight?

Is it about her father?

Chi Huan wanted to say that it was ok, but when she thought that her father had been beaten in prison, she changed her way, "OK, I'll ask him if he will go to the hospital tomorrow."

Song Shu sighed, "the chairman seems to have been in a bad health all these years In the past two years, the business of the group has basically been entrusted to the president and the president's wife. The doctor said that the president's body should be kept still So he should be back in Paris tomorrow. "

After a moment's silence, Chi Huan said, "I'll tell him."

Song Shu naturally guessed that the phone should be hands-free, but she didn't break it, just smiled and said, "if it's OK, Miss Chi, I'll hang up first.

"Bye."

Hung up the phone, Chi Huan put the phone back on the small table, reached out and circled the man's neck, asked softly, "did you quarrel with him?"

Mo Shiqian bowed his head and kissed her cheeks and lips. His voice was light, but he was a little dumb and fuzzy. "No, I just told him that he was not qualified to interfere in my private affairs."

He just quipped, as a man, should we let our women work hard and die early because of overwork and consumption?

Then there was a long time of silence before I asked, who died.

He just sniggered and hung up.

Later Song Shu called him and said the chairman was in hospital.

Of course, Chi Huan also saw that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say anything more. His soft and delicate face rubbed against him intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly, "don't you want to see the documents, or you can go to the study and I can take a bath, OK?"

The man looked down at her, his long, strong fingers running through her long hair, his other hand around her waist, locked her in his arms, and said, "go later, you sit with me."

Chi Huan blinked and buried himself in his arms.

If he doesn't speak, she doesn't break the silence. She reaches for his big hand and plays with it.

After a while, she asked in a low voice, "Song Shu said that he I don't know about your mother's death. Do you believe it? "

Mo Shiqian holds her hand on the other hand. His voice is not cold and oppressive. He only sneers, "even if he doesn't know, he just doesn't know."

How hard is it to know whether a person is alive or dead?

Besides, she used to be his woman.

Don't know?

That's more ridiculous than knowing.

Chi Huan is sitting with him in his arms. He doesn't say he gets up to go to the study, and she doesn't say she wants to take a bath, so she sits intimately.

She chatted with him Of course, it's not about chatting. It's just that she talks about interesting or uninteresting trivial things by herself.

He listened quietly, occasionally responded to two sentences, occasionally bowed his head and kissed her, occasionally pulled his lips and smiled.

About forty minutes later, he asked her to take a bath, and he got up and went back to his study.

After taking a bath, Chi Huan studies the next script with the iPad, checks up a lot of background information about the play and speculates about the role. Until about 11 o'clock, he is pulled into bed by the man who comes back from the study.

"You are so annoying I have a little more information to read. "

Mo Shiqian puts her to bed, then directly covers her body, and kisses her lips, chin, stretching down.

Chi Huan is helpless. Although he is in a better mood, he is still depressed. He can't tell where he feels it, but he can feel it clearly.A man in a bad mood always needs to vent. Being in love is one of the effective ways. At this time, she didn't want to refuse Even though they just

But

She had to remind him, "if I remember correctly, you put the last set in your family last night Have you bought a new one? "

Mo Shiqian, "..."

He frowned, obviously unhappy.

Chi Huan coughs gently, "if you didn't buy it Then we can only bear it. "

The man continued to kiss her, vaguely saying, "if you have one, you will be born."

Chi Huan reached out and pushed him. "No, I don't want to get pregnant before I get married," she tooted her mouth, "and my movie is about to start. If I get pregnant, it's not good for my child, it's not good for me."

Seeing her insistence, moshiqian didn't continue. Besides, it's not the time to get pregnant. He lowered his head and kissed her ear. His hoarse voice accompanied by warm breath seemed to be particularly bewitched. "No, then you can help me in other ways, eh?"

Chi Huan, "..."

………………

With a soft and fragrant woman in her arms, she sleeps in peace until dawn, until the biological clock wakes up automatically.

I didn't feel lonely before.

But now I feel more and more lonely.

Of course, he doesn't know now that it's not lonely to be able to feel lonely in the morning.

Loneliness is tossing and turning. It's hard to sleep at night.

Is to hate to thick but miss.

It's a respectful or beautiful smile, but it's not the one you want to see.

He habitually picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time above his eyes, only to find several missed calls on the screen.

Basically all from the same person.

Xiao Yu.