Xu moling's long black and shiny hair comes into view, and a pleasant smell penetrates his nostrils. Ye Shicheng can't help rubbing his hand on Xu moling's head.

Xu moling looked up for a moment, the doting in the man's eyes flashed by.

Xu moling didn't care about the hand Ye Shicheng touched on his head. She got up and pushed him to continue aimlessly strolling. About ten minutes later, ye Shiqian's tall figure suddenly appeared on the elevator.

"Cheng Mo Chen!" Ye Shiqian saw her from a distance and cried with a cold face.

Xu moling stopped and said, "Why are you here?"

Her words make ye Shiqian's face a little bit cold again, "take you home."

"I didn't say I was going back now." Xu moling "cut", said disdainfully.

"I can't help you." Ye Shiqian strode forward and grabbed her arm.

"Hello! I'm not your personal belongings. You can do whatever you want! " Xu moling glared at him.

The atmosphere instantly becomes tense, ye Shicheng slowly turns around the wheelchair and says, "Mo Chen, I'm a little tired. Let's go back."

"Xu Beicheng, send elder brother back to the mansion."

Ye Shiqian's eyes flashed by. Xu Beicheng immediately took the wheelchair from Xu moling and said, "yes! Young master, ah Cheng will take you back to the mansion. "

Ye Shicheng closed his eyes slightly and pushed the wheelchair away by Xu Beicheng.

"May I go back?" Ye Shiqian's voice is cold.

Xu moling shook off his arm and turned to leave.

A gray Bugatti sped down the street.

Ye Shiqian's handsome face reflected on the car window is frozen.

Xu moling turned to look at the street view outside the window, and neither of them spoke. The atmosphere was very awkward for a time.

"Stay away from my brother in the future." Ye Shiqian suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone was particularly bad.

"What do you mean?" Xu moling frowned.

Ye Shiqian glanced at her coldly, "for his good! I don't want big brother to be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives. "

"If you think so, I have nothing to say." Xu moling disdained to stir up the corners of his lips, "anyway, my good intentions will always become sinister in your eyes."

Ye Shiqian snorted coldly, "are you kind? A piece of kindness to use a disabled person to go out and buy contraceptives? "

"How to use it? By the way. " Xu moling looked at him contemptuously and said, "I just don't want to increase unnecessary quarrels - just like now."

Ye Shiqian's deep eyes suddenly added a hint of coldness. "If you don't want to quarrel, you should be your Mrs. Ye honestly at home."

Xu Mo Ling immediately replied, "Mrs. ye, not every woman is willing to exchange her identity with freedom! Ye Shiqian, which do you think I would choose between the two options of freedom and Mrs. ye? "

Ye Shiqian grasped the hand of the steering wheel.

Indeed, the position of "Mrs. Ye", which is envied by many women, is not worth a cent in this woman's eyes!

She was once bound and controlled by this identity and suffered a lot.

After returning from her disappearance, the woman began to take control of everything.

The atmosphere became cold and oppressive again. Ye Shiqian drove his car and drove hard on the street until he went back to the villa. Neither of them was willing to talk to each other.

Xu moling got out of the car and went straight to the room. Because of some discomfort in her abdomen, she wanted to take a bath and went straight to sleep.

The housekeeper chased Xu moling all the way and reported, "madam, the clothes you bought have been sent here. Please take a look."

Xu Mo lingdun, do not look at the list handed over by the home, coldly way, "directly sent to the laundry, thank you."

"Yes, ma'am!" Said the butler.

When ye Shiqian stopped his car, he came back to see the servant carrying six bags to the laundry room, so he asked them to take them to have a look.

Ye Shiqian picked up a skirt and looked at it. The dress is an improved version of cheongsam. Although the materials and cutting are very exquisite and elegant, it is not the style of Cheng Mochen at all.

He didn't feel cold and snorted. It was obvious that this was the dress that my elder brother bought for her. This style is what my elder brother always likes.

Looking at ye Shiqian's calm face, the maid said carefully, "Ye Shao, madam's clothes..."

Ye Shiqian raised his eyebrows and said, "throw it away."

The maid was startled. "Ah? You mean... "

"Throw it away, all of it!" Ye Shiqian snorted unhappily.

"Yes! Yes The maid's face showed a surprised expression and did not dare to ask more. She quickly took out her clothes and planned to throw them in the public garbage can outside the villa.

When throwing clothes, the maid is very distressed. These clothes are all famous brands, and each one is worth several thousand yuan. It's really a loser to say that such expensive clothes are lost!

The more the maid thought about it, the more distressed she felt. The hand that threw the clothes also stopped. It's a pity to throw away such good clothes. It's better to take them back and sell them cheaply to earn some extra money!……

Second floor bedroom.

When passing by the room with Xu moling's door closed, ye Shiqian raised his head haughtily, but his eyes couldn't help glancing at the door.

Ye Shiqian thought that if they became a real husband and wife, they could sleep in the same bed every night, but she shut them out.

This woman is really hard to surrender. Every time she resists, it will arouse ye Shiqian's greater idea of conquest.

Xu moling tossed and turned in bed, is it the side effect of drugs? She felt as if her stomach had been stuffed with a handful of grass.

I really want to drink a bowl of hot tomato and egg soup. Since returning home, Xu moling has been fascinated by this kind of sour and delicious hot soup!

In the dead of night, the whole villa is quiet.

Xu moling covered his stomach and went to the kitchen to make his own soup.

After a rummage in the refrigerator, she finally found all the ingredients for the soup. When she turned to get the soup pot, she was startled by Ye Shiqian, who was standing at the door holding her arms and looking at herself coldly.

"Ye Shiqian, can't you make a sound when you walk?" The egg in Xu moling's hand almost fell to the ground and said bitterly.

"Make one more. I'm hungry, too." Ye Shiqian is not polite.

"No! I don't make food for people I hate! " Xu moling frowned and her stomach was chilly. She just wanted to drink a bowl of hot soup as soon as possible.

Seeing that Xu moling's face was not good, ye Shiqian came forward and grabbed the things in her hand, and said contemptuously, "Cheng Mochen, are you sick? This is the end of death! "

Xu moling's eyes widened

Ye Shiqian looked at the materials in his hand, "do you want to drink tomato and egg soup? The living room is waiting! "

Xu moling didn't care about him, so he went to the living room and sat on the sofa waiting for soup.

"Housekeeper!" Instead of making soup quietly, ye Shiqian stretched his neck and yelled out, "help your wife get a blanket!"

"Well, do you have to shout everyone up?" Xu moling quickly stopped, "I just want to drink a bowl of soup!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" The housekeeper responded from a distance and quickly brought the blanket.