Chapter 595

The driver was stunned for a few seconds, then replied, "madam, after you and Mr. Lawrence died It may be that I was more sad for fear of the change of things and people, so I moved out quickly. In the first half of the year, because I had a bad abortion, I was living in Wen's house and cared by her family. Later, it seemed that I bought an apartment near the company and lived alone all these years. "

Miscarriage

When Mo Chen puckered his lips, his throat was a little more astringent, "she miscarried after I died?"

"Yes."

He was silent for a few seconds. He said in a low voice, "is it because I am dead that she shed the fatherless child, or because of other accidents?"

"I don't know the details, but it seems that I heard about your death I fell down the stairs by accident, and I lost it by accident. "

Mo Chen's pupil shrank. I didn't expect to hear such an answer.

Because of his unexpected accident, she was so lost that she lost her child.

Lose your husband, and then you don't have any children in your belly?

He suddenly had an idea in his mind that had never been before. If there was no such accident, would there be a four-year-old standing in front of him and calling him daddy?

Mo Shichen didn't speak, but his throat was tight, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

The driver at the side of the bus saw him look deep and gloomy, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

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Even though the manor has been cleaned all the year round, it has also been temporarily cleaned and prepared for his occupancy. However luxurious and clean the five-year vacancy can not resist the deep desolation and cold of those years.

There are no flowers in the garden, and the grass has been in disrepair for years.

He passed through it with a sense of isolation. It seems that he should be familiar with it, but he doesn't know it. There's no place for his heart to settle. It's like he just opened his eyes half a year ago. The whole world has no sense of familiarity with him.

Mo Shiqian's secretary arranged several servants and cooks for him in advance. When he saw someone else, he immediately asked him if he wanted to have dinner or go back to the room to have a rest.

He said in a light tone, "make something to eat, and call me when you're done."

"Yes, sir."

The only skillful and natural one is to switch from Li Ru to the eldest son of the Lawrence family. He has no adaptation period.

It took him a while to get along with people when he woke up, but when he came back here, he automatically recovered his warm and dignified posture, which was probably in his blood, which he should have been.

After asking about the location of the servant's bedroom, he went up alone.

The corridor is secluded and long, with plenty of light in the daytime, but it is too quiet.

Mo Shichen went to the door, held the handle and pushed the door open without thinking. He stepped in with one leg, but the other foot was still on the carpet, so he stopped.

Feet slowly landing, he looked at the head of the bed hanging above the wall, huge wedding photos.

Wenyi took no more things when he left than when he married him and moved here. Lawrence has been busy with the company and Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan since his death. Naturally, he would not deal with these trivial matters himself, and Mo Shiqian would not even care about them.

There was no sign, and the servants did not dare to make their own decisions, so that after so many years, the room remained almost the same except for the changed sheets and bedding.

It seems that he just went on a long journey, and here is waiting for his return.

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Wenyi went back to her apartment directly from the dining room. She took a bath and talked to her mother and father for half an hour. After she yawned a few times in a row to show her sleepiness, it was over there.

Lying on the familiar bed, she had a kind of unspeakable and no reason to be at ease, holding the quilt corner and quickly fell asleep.

Until about six o'clock in the evening, she was woken up by the jingling door bell. As soon as the door opened, she saw her mother standing at the door with two hands of ingredients. She quickly reached out to pick up, "Mom, why don't you let the driver bring you so many things, or ask someone to bring them to you?"

Wenmu waved her hand. "I sent the driver to the elevator and sent him away. It's just a few steps away Have you had dinner? "

"No."

"I knew you wouldn't eat if I didn't come."

Wenyi, "..."

Wenmu mentioned the things to the kitchen, obviously not for the first time. She looked at Wenyi, who was still wearing pajamas, and hurried, "go wash your face and change your clothes. I'll fry some dishes quickly."

Wenyi is helpless, obediently turned back to the bedroom.

Her mother is the gentlewoman of the whole upper class society. She has no posture and is very grounded. I don't know whether it's because of her parents' heart or because her widowed looks pitiful. Now she is more worried about her than when she was a student.

After washing and washing, Wenyi found loose clothes at home in the cloakroom and put them on himself. He was about to go to the kitchen to help him. When he got to the living room, he heard the doorbell ring again.

Is it brother and sister-in-law who are here?She took this guess to open the door, and there was a man standing in front of the door who had never thought of.

Wenyi stared at the man standing in front of her.

She even had a kind of illusion just now, the illusion of time and space travel. In the past two months or so, she was used to his being Li Ru. Occasionally, she could see the distinctive style of Mo Shi Chen, but at this time She can't seem to find Li Ru's shadow on him.

He turned back to the warm and dignified, polite but cold and alienated son of heaven.

Wenyi frowned. "What are you doing?"

He laughed, as if she had asked a funny question, "of course I came to see you."

"How do you know where I am?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly. "Is it hard to hear?"

Of course, it's not difficult. It's easy to find out from the company. If you ask Mo Shiqian, it's just a matter of words.

Her frown Never eased, and her tone was even colder. "What's the matter?"

He smiled. "I want to come and have dinner with you."

Wenyi looked at his gentle and elegant demeanor, and two words floated in his heart, ha ha.

She remembered what moshiqian said on the phone.

She doesn't seem to know him very well.

What do you mean? He went to bed with her. He returned to Mo Shichen's identity. He even planned to Continue to be a husband and wife with her?

He just Give up Li qianrui?

Is emotion just a choice for him?

She told Mo Shiqian some time ago that their brothers are one kind of people. It seems that The heirs cultivated in the family will not change in their bones even if they lose memory.