Chapter 800

"I know the eldest son."

After hanging up the phone, he put his mobile phone on the tea table in front of him. The wound hurt not only, but also easily made people tired. Mo Shichen put the pillow on the sofa on the top, head on it, and half of his body was lying on the sofa.

In the bedroom.

Wenyi fell to the bed after entering the door, and let herself fall deeply into the soft bed. There was no movement outside. She didn't know whether she didn't hear the sound of opening and closing the door or whether the man outside really didn't leave.

She was lying in bed with her eyes closed. She said she didn't feel anything, maybe she didn't feel anything.

A few minutes later, her cell phone, which was still in bed before she went in for a bath, rang.

If it wasn't for the man, she might have thought it was his phone that she didn't want to watch. She followed the source and touched it. She soon felt it and held it up.

Caller ID: brother.

She pursed her lips and chose to answer without much thought. Her voice was low

"Where are you now."

"In my own apartment."

After a moment's silence, Wen said in a low voice, "Shen Yu just called me."

What has been said is self-evident.

"I'm fine," she said in a low, sullen voice

"I'm not happy."

She pursed her lips and said, "it's not something to be happy about."

"Did you have dinner?" he said with a smile

"No, I don't want to."

"That's what makes you unhappy?" Wen Hanye's voice is like an ordinary chat, and there's no special comfort in it. "Or, if he doesn't cheat you, you're ready to be with him, so now you're so disappointed and angry?"

"I'm mad at myself, can't I? "

" still angry at his own soft heart, was he pinched again and again? "

"

it took a while for Wynn job's voice to open, fretting," he's still out there. "

"He came to you so soon?"

"Well."

"Find the property to let the security guard throw him out, or directly report to the police for a complaint."

"

" I threw him out today, and he will come tomorrow. I will find a bodyguard to deal with him. He can find more people. "

Wen Hanye said lightly, "at least it's clean today, or if you're cruel enough, take advantage of his weakness and injury, hit him where he was shot, and let him roll to the hospital for another two months, then you'll have another two months to stop."

"

Wenyi said nothing," brother, are you serious? "

"Why, reluctant?"

"No."

"He can shoot himself. You can't even do this. Just because of this fierce disparity, you will not be his opponent for another ten years. A man like Mr. Mo can eat you to death as long as you have a little soft heart for him. Now, you have been eaten to death by him."

Wenyi didn't make a sound.

She didn't fail to understand what her brother said.

She could not Miss Mo Shichen, not regret, not miss him, or refuse all his advances after she separated, but her skill was not enough to see him hurt and indifferent.

"Or," Wen said faintly, "if you can't be cruel to him, just be cruel to yourself. Don't struggle any more. Forget about him."

After hanging up, Wenyi was even more upset.

She didn't want to go out and smash his wound. She didn't want to see him at all.

I turned over for a long time in the bed, from the head to the end of the bed, and then turned over from the left to the right in a different position. At last, I simply lay on the bed and let my brain empty. I just went to sleep until tomorrow.

The brain that should have been thinking nonsense, because of fatigue or the negativity of avoiding the world, gradually even has sleepiness.

"Jingle."

The doorbell rang abruptly, Wenyi woke up at the last moment of sleep, and suddenly sat up.

A few seconds later, she slowly thought of the situation. She held her head and didn't get out of bed.

The doorbell not only awakened Wenyi, but also awakened Mo Shichen in the living room sofa.

After waiting for a minute, he was sure that Wenyi was not ready to go out. Holding the sofa, he opened the door slowly.

Outside the door is the driver he sent out an hour ago, carrying two big heat preservation boxes. "Big boy, you and Miss Wen's dinner."

Mo Shichen made a sound and reached for it.

The driver saw that he was pale, and asked with some worry, "eldest son, your face is not very good, is your body uncomfortable?"

"It's OK. Close the door for me."

He has everything in his hands, no extra hands to close the door.

"Good big boy."Mo Shichen turns around and walks back to the living room. The door behind him is also taken by the driver.

He put the two heat preservation boxes on the dining table in the dining room, then turned back to the living room and went to the front door of the master bedroom. After standing, he raised his hand and buttoned the door, whispered, "job's tears, come out for dinner."

The woman inside didn't respond to him.

Through a door, it seems more peaceful, like there is no one inside, or she is sleeping in the past.

Mo Shichen continued to knock, "you are angry with me. There's no need to go out and eat something with your body."

Still fruitless,

after Mo Shichen didn't get any effect for five minutes, he raised the volume and said, "if you come out for dinner, I'll leave."

One minute after that, the door suddenly opened.

Wenyi looks at the man standing in front of him.

Speechless look at a few seconds, his eyes have some cold and indifferent mockery.

She broke the silence. "You can go."

When Mo Chen pulls up the lip Cape to ask, "so don't want to see me?"

"Do you like to ask clearly?"

After half a sound, the radian of his lips turned light. "OK, you have to eat rice, I'll go."

Her eyelashes moved, and there was a fine accident in her eyes.

Probably used to his entanglement, suddenly willing to withdraw, she will subconsciously not used to.

But it's just a fleeting subtle feeling. There is no mood fluctuation on Wenyi's face, just a light look at him.

Mo Shichen looked at her deeply and long, then turned around. He went to the coffee table and picked up the mobile phone on it. He didn't look back at her. He walked towards the door with long legs.

Wenyi doesn't know what he is out of. He may have to watch the door open to rest assured? The line of sight has never left the figure of the man.

When Mo Shichen came to the porch, he seemed to be unable to support his body and raised his hand to hold the wall.

Her eyes narrowed and her consciousness stepped forward, but it stopped at the next second.

Is he really so weak, or the bitter meat plan broke out again. A few days ago, he oozed blood from the wound and didn't stand still. She just pressed harder. As for the wound, is it so.

It's mostly loaded.

So he fulfilled his wish again. She was really going to die as her brother said.