Chapter 797

She didn't think so, but when she thought about it, it seemed that there was such a suspicion. Wenyi snatched her cell phone back. "You think so, I didn't say anything."

The man doesn't care about her cell phone either. He just pulls her wrist, squints and asks, "he gave you a gift before?"

Wenyi shook his head. "No."

How could she have received moshiqian's gift? She estimated that Chi Huan would not receive many gifts from him.

Mo Shiqian's gift to Wenyi?

It's impossible to have a simple gift. It's mostly about something or something to tell her.

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, folded his eyes and thought. Wen Chong's low smile was on his lips. "I'll send a driver to pick you up, and you'll accompany me to dinner and then go back."

Wenyi refused. "I'll go myself. He must have something to tell me."

She still has this awareness. In general, Mo Shiqian will not find her, let alone let her go in person.

Mo Shichen's face was a little overcast, but for a while there was no reason to stop her.

It would be too heartless to force her out.

"Well," he said, loosening his hand, "I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"Yes." There's nothing wrong with being sent.

"You'll come back to dinner with me after seeing him. It's only four o'clock now, and the time is almost right."

"

Wenyi looks at him," you want me to run back and forth for a dinner? "

"Tomorrow you and I have to go back to work. The chance to eat together is not as much as recently. And when I get well, I don't know if you will take care of me."

"

seems to make a lot of sense.

Wynn's eyes closed. "All right."

Anyway, today is indeed the last day.

The man said, "be careful on the way."

Wenyi went out with her bag.

Mo Shichen got out of bed, walked to the balcony and looked out at the direction of black Rambo towards the gate of the manor. He just went back to his bedroom, picked up his mobile phone and opened the address book. He dialed Mo Shiqian's phone, which was soon available.

"What are you looking for Wenyi?" he said, his voice twining with the cold

Mo Shi smiled modestly and indifferently, "your vigilance is really strong."

"Then say it."

"Are you afraid that I will take her away, or do you do something that you dare not let her know?"

"Mo Shi Qian --"

Mo Shi Qian is still in a bland tone, "she can't turn over your palm at all, what are you afraid of."

"I warned you --"

a light sneer interrupted him, "you can't take my woman, what can you warn me?"

Then the phone was cut off.

If he dials it again, he'll just hang up.

Mo Shichen holds the mobile phone tightly. If he doesn't have injuries on his body, he may have twisted the body of the mobile phone.

Wenyi meets Mo Shiqian, who is about to leave, at the cafe near the airport.

He sat there leisurely and indifferently, leaning to his body, with outstanding temperament. After she looked around and found him, she saw that he was looking down at the time on his wrist, and then looked up again, and then she was in line of sight.

Wenyi sat down opposite him.

Mo Shichen raised his hand and moved the small box on the table to her.

Wenyi, is it a gift?

It's not quite like that. It's either a brocade box with jewels or a very common box.

She was stunned and reached for it.

"A bullet"

Wenyi was shocked, "what are you doing for me?"

"This is the bullet from his body."

Who he refers to? There is no other possibility except for Mohist Chen.

"

Wenyi's fingers, ready to touch them, immediately retracted. His pupils widened and he said incredibly," what are you doing for me? Are you two freaks? "

And called her to the airport.

But when she finished, the man also stood up. The radian of his lips was like a smile. "On perversion, no one can match the man you like."

After that, he didn't give Wynn any time to react, so he turned around and left.

"Mo Shiqian"

Wenyi looked at his back and felt puzzled for a while, but finally she did not choose to catch up with him. She felt that he would not say more.

Take your eyes back and look at the lying bullet.

What did he give her this for?

She thought of the last look in his eyes before he left again, but the smile was very meaningful.

It's clearly to suggest something to her.

What do you suggest to her?

What's wrong with the bullet?

Or is there something wrong with Mo Shichen?

His injury? His injury is real. She took care of him for a month or two. It can't be fake.So what's the problem?

A thought flashed through her mind, and Wenyi suddenly stood up from the chair, closed the box, picked it up and walked out.

She didn't go to the parking lot to wait for her driver to follow her. She went to the place where she waited for the taxi and stopped a taxi and reported the address of Shen Yu's hospital.

Shen Yu is ready to leave the hospital these two days, but he was injured last time. Shen's father and mother didn't allow him to leave the hospital, so he still lives in the ward.

Wenyi pushed the door straight in.

There was only Shen Yu in the ward. He was looking down to read a book. He was stunned at the sudden movement. When he looked up and saw her, he was in a hurry. His expression was not ordinary. It was not like he came to see her.

Quiet, Shen Yucai said, "job's tears, what's the matter with you?"

Wenyi went straight to the hospital bed, his voice was hoarse. "Can you tell me how Mo Shichen got that shot?"

Shen Yu looked at her for a while. "Why do you suddenly ask?"

"Moshiqian left Paris today and gave me something before he left."

She took out the box containing the bullet and handed it to Shen Yu.

Shen Yu takes over and takes a look.

He didn't speak.

"If I'm not wrong, bullets and bullets should be different. Caliber, function, power and so on, although I don't know much about them."

Shen Yu held back his eyes and said lightly, "you doubt him. Why don't you ask him directly?"

"He'll lie to me," Wynn said, biting his lips. "Can't you tell me?"

"He did save me that day."

Wenyi basically understood what he said.

She didn't speak for a long time.

I don't know for a long time, but Shen Yu thinks she won't say anything more. She opened her mouth hoarsely. "Tell me, I'll ask my brother or aleb with this bullet, or the police in charge of the terrorist attack that day. They can also give me a short answer. You can tell me directly so that I don't have to rush."

Shen Yu was silent for a while, but he said slowly, "he really saved me that day, but he was not injured."

Wen job pupil Mou a shake, "then how is he hurt?"

Shen Yue pulled his lips, mocking and helpless. "He fired that shot himself."