Chapter 755

Wenyi lowered his voice and replied, "I don't know yet."

Shen Yu said naturally, "then call me when you want to go home."

"I'll call you if it's late. If it's early, I'll take a taxi myself."

Shen Yu didn't speak, just said, "OK."

Although it's nothing, Wenyi still doesn't want to talk to Shen Yu in the face of Chen when she is inking. It seems that no matter which kind, she can infer a very bad result, so she tries to hide Shen Yu's name.

After hanging up the phone, she gently breathed out a sigh, Unconsciously leaning her head slightly when she was still at a loss, and then she suddenly ran into the man's deep and unpredictable dark eyes, which scared her heart. Before he closed his eyes, it seemed that he didn't want to bird her at all

Mo Shichen asked with a smile, "Shen Yu?"

She carefully recalled the conversation just now, and confirmed that she didn't say anything that would accurately reveal the identity of the other party. It was just a very simple exchange.

She neither admits nor denies, but just laughs like him, "Mr. Mo, you and I are divorced. Are you still interested in Shen Yu?"

"You and I are divorced. Miss Wen, you still want to invite me to dinner."

She leans to him at an angle of 30 degrees and keeps smiling. "In order to avoid disturbing Mr. Mo with some unpleasant things when we eat later, why don't we spread things out in the car?"

Mo Shichen smiled like a smile. "You say, I can't close my ears."

"I know that Vicky and Miss Li qianrui played a kidnapping case for me, which made you angry. You despised me for doing this, and you were angry with me for divorce. The former proved that I was a scheming bitch with more than a simple mind, and the latter showed that I didn't know what to do. Your status and appearance are first-class. No more I'm sure I can find someone who is more beautiful than me. It's like a young version of muse. It's so bright and bright that you can love it. You don't need to haggle with a woman like me. I apologize to you for what I've done. If you don't like Mr. Mo, I'm willing to bear your dissatisfaction, but... "

She slowed down, then looked into his eyes and continued, "there's a saying that it's worse than my wife and children. Master Mo wants to teach me a lot of ways. I have no complaints. I hope you let us go, Wenshi, my father, mother, brother and sister-in-law, and didn't offend you."

The man looks at her coldly, the corner of his lips leads out a smile arc, "then we go to remarry?"

Wenyi's beautiful and correct facial features are frozen.

She looked at him as if trying to read jokes or sarcasm from his face. He wasn't serious, but she didn't dare to joke back.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he didn't worry. His right arm was randomly placed on the top of the seat between them. "Miss Wen, you have been enjoying so many years, and few people dare to say that you didn't speak a few words or disrespected you. How do you leave your pride and self respect behind and do your best to belittle yourself? You despise it in a low voice Sorry? "

Although these words come out, the tone is like reciting the text. If he said a few more words, he might be sleepy.

"Master Mo, who is not so in front of you?"

The smile on the man's lips was fixed and he looked at her face.

It's uncomfortable to hear that.

Who is not so in front of you?

What other people do, what she does, what he does to her, is no different from what he does to others, just a superior person.

She had a good and low attitude, as if they had never been in the past, as if she had never loved him, as if she had never been his wife, as if she didn't know it at all, as if she could be arrogant in front of him.

She had no heart to him, no hatred, no feelings, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing but misery.

They are suffering from his embarrassment. They have nothing to do with him.

She didn't even mean a thing to him.

It's obvious to everyone that it's too much for him to do this to her.

Wenyi

Mo Shichen looks at the face that he can touch with his hand. For the first time, he thinks, is he He didn't control her as he thought.

He congealed her, his eyes didn't ripple, and his voice seemed to have a smile. "Are you happy after my divorce?"

"I'm very busy, not to mention happy or not."

"Is it not pleasant to think that things will be done?"

"Maybe? I may not have been happy for a long time, so I don't understand what kind of feeling it is? "

He stares at her. "The days I was with were not happy?"

Wenyi squinted and recalled, then looked at him and said, "I said no, isn't it worse?"

If she wants to be happy, she may feel happy when she first married him.It's been a long time, but she hasn't had many happy days.

He chuckled. "It seems that I really failed."

"Master Mo, if he can let us go and get together, I will not regret marrying you."

The man looked at her, a little bit of convergence smile, said, "you do not regret later, that is your thing, I want you not to regret what to do?"

Wenyi closed her eyes and almost didn't suppress the surging emotion. Her hands were on her knees and her fingernails were deep in her hands, which could bring out viscous blood at any time.

Forbearance.

Forbearance.

Forbearance.

Keep going.

She has no capital to bear, even if her parents don't mind being dragged down by her, her brother has already married, she can never be dragged down.

Mo Shichen stared at her lashes, which were shaking violently when she closed her eyes, and her hands tightly clasped on her knees. The bottom of her eyes was dark. "When you were with me, you wanted to see me, you wanted to shake me, you wanted to make me a bun for you. You did everything you could to get divorced from me, just to be patient in front of me. You didn't dare to have a temper at all?"

"I can't remarry with you," Wenyi opened his eyes, and finally answered the question he asked her before, word for word, low and slow. "Unless one day, you grind me into a walking corpse, which makes me feel that my existence is meaningless except to protect my family. In that way, I may marry you again."

Her voice was not high, nor as determined as an oath, and her voice was light and empty, but it was weightless to say it in such a tone.

Mo Shichen looks at her. Her dark eyes suddenly shrink. She looks at her face with a kind of sad smile. For a while, her hair smothers, like a hand tightly holding his heart.