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Long Fei came back very late today. When he came back, Mo Chi was already asleep. She was woken up by the smell of alcohol coming from his body. She turned on the light button and sat up on the bed, watching him search the world for slippers and pajamas.

His hair was messy, and his clothes were askew. He looked like a drunkard, incomparable to his usual meticulous appearance.

Mo Chi frowned, walked over to support him and reproached, "Why are you drinking so much? Who did you drink with? "

"Who do you think you're drinking with? Am I too drunk? "Not much at all …" Long Fei's words were slurred as he sloppily fell on her body. As he spoke, he bent down to kiss her on her lips. Mo Chi avoided his lips, but he could smell the strange perfume on his body. A trace of anger flashed through her heart as she said, "Of course I know, Yao Zhu, right?"

"Yao Zhu? "Ugh …" Yes... "That's her." Long Fei nodded.

Mo Chi angrily pushed him away and clamored, "Then why did you come back? Sleep at her place? "

After Long Fei was pushed so hard by her, his entire body fell to the ground. With a "dong" sound, Mo Chi was shocked. However, she did not step forward to help him. Instead, she turned around and walked back to her new bed. She decided to ignore him even if he died from drunkenness or cold.

She lay back in bed, unable to sleep, watching him curl up on the floor, listening to his uneven breathing. She was worried that when she woke up tomorrow morning, he would be too sick to get back on his feet.

With that thought, she got off the bed again, knelt beside him, shook him, and angrily yelled: "Get up! Get up and sleep on the bed, Long Fei … Hurry up and wake up, did you hear that? "

"I want to drink some water …" Those who were drunk were always particularly troublesome, so Mo Chi had no choice but to go to the water dispenser to pour him a cup of water, support his body to drink it. His body was heavy and strong, but he wasn't willing to use any strength at all, causing her entire arm to almost go numb.

Long Fei drank the water and felt better. In his daze, he knew that Mo Chi was taking care of him. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Mo Chi, turning around and pressing her down. Mo Chi cried out in shock as he struggled to get up.

"Let me go, Long Fei, let go …!" Mo Chi was pressed down by him, afraid that the baby would be pressed down by him.

"Don't even think about leaving … "You're mine …" Long Fei mumbled these words as he lowered his head to kiss her lips, deeply kissing her.

"Ugh …" When Mo Chi tasted the alcohol in his mouth, he was both angry and helpless. What she hated the most was a man getting drunk. What she hated the most was the alcohol in a man's mouth. She used all her strength to struggle, but was kissed even more deeply by Long Fei. His clothes were also half retreated by her, and his warm palm flowed across her skin.

She was afraid that Long Fei would really want her when he was this delirious and on the cold ground. She was already used to his improvisation, but she was afraid that he would crush the child. She had heard that the first few months of pregnancy were dangerous periods, so she had to be careful.

"Long Fei, let me go, I don't want to do this today …" cried Mochi in exasperation, and at the same time beat him with her little fist, her other hand holding on to the nightgown he had pulled away from.

"Why not? Don't want to do it, or don't want to do it with me? "Huh …?" The more she shouted, the more intense Long Fei's emotions became. He tightly held her under his body and took off the rest of her clothes one by one.

As the cold air hit his skin, she couldn't help but shiver and think better of it. Struggling like this would only stir up all of his passion, only bringing more danger to the baby. It was better to not do anything!

She stopped struggling, and Long Fei's movements also became gentler, bit by bit conquering her resistance.

Ever since their conflict a few days ago, Long Fei never touched her again. He didn't expect that tonight, he would instead touch her, moreover his whole body was filled with alcohol. Shouldn't he be with Yao Zhu tonight? Shouldn't they already be satisfied? Why did he insist on taking her? Mo Chi tilted his head back, unable to hold back his tears.

That night, Mo Chi was so exhausted that he lay on the cold floor without even having the strength to climb into bed. Her consciousness slowly blurred in her mind as she and Long Fei fell asleep on the floor together.

The next morning, Mo Chi woke up from bed. The darkness of the room made it impossible for her to see the time. She slowly sat up, feeling sore and sleepy all over. Her mind flashed with the events of the previous night. She turned her head to look at the other side of the bed, but she did not see Long Fei. It seemed that he had already left the bedroom.

Mo Chi pulled the bedsheet over his body, walked to the French window, and pulled open the heavy curtains. The glaring sunlight instantly filled the entire bedroom. Looking at the sunlight outside, Mo Chi was stunned. He raised his head and saw that it was already past 10 AM on the wall.

No wonder Long Fei wasn't here anymore. It was already so late, she still had to work today.

Mo Chi quickly took a set of clothes from the closet and changed into them. He then rushed into the bathroom to wash up. After cleaning himself up in the shortest time possible, he took his bag and quickly went downstairs.

Rita was wiping the floor with a rag. When she saw her, she stood up and smiled. "Madam, you are up. I will warm up the breakfast. I will go and bring it out." As he spoke, he put down the cloth and walked into the kitchen.

Mo Chi had no appetite at all for breakfast. Plus, he was already late. As he walked towards the door, he said, "No need, I'm in a hurry to get to the company." Before he could finish his words, he had already run out of the house.

Mo Chi was not only late when he arrived at the company. He was almost off work at noon, but her appearance surprised Qian Cheng. Qian Cheng sized her up and asked, "Didn't your firestorm husband say you needed a leave of absence because you were sick? Why are you healing so quickly? "

"Work is more important than the body. You should reward me for my work spirit." Mo Chi glanced at him and returned to his seat. Qian Cheng shrugged with a smile and lowered his head to continue his work.

Mo Chi thought to himself, so it turns out that Long Fei had already helped her request a leave of absence. Actually, there was no need for him to ask for a leave of absence, it was too much!

He didn't expect that he would sleep so deeply. He didn't even know that he got up and left. Last night, when he drank so much, he still hadn't properly questioned the perfume on his body.

He had said that he was with Yao Zhu, so they were definitely together. He didn't expect that the two of them were still meeting. Could it be that he still wanted to get back together one day? That was why she was so cold to him?

Long Fei went to treat Tiantian as usual today, and the old lady kept asking Mo Chi why he didn't go sit. Long Fei only smiled, thinking that he couldn't just keep her by his side every time he came, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood today.

After leaving the old granny's home, Long Fei remembered that there were some things that he hadn't brought back from Long Han's place. Thus, he drove in the direction of Long Han's workshop and planned to go to his office before returning to the hospital.

Because the art exhibition was going to be held in a few days' time, Long Han was extremely busy in the past few days. Even Long Fei, who was standing by the door, didn't notice it.

Long Fei stood by the door and watched the busy Long Han, watching him steadily. No, he wasn't looking at Long Han, but at his mother, who was wearing a red shirt. He had seen the shirt in Mochi's shopping bag the day before, and he had thought with pleasure that he had learned to buy clothes for himself, and that he was getting better and better at it, more like a wife.

He didn't think that he had thought too highly of the situation. The other party hadn't bought it for him at all. The clothes looked good on Long Han's body and fit perfectly. His eyes looked as if they were pierced with needles as he was in excruciating pain.

He waited at the door for a long time before a worker found him. The worker ran over to call for Long Han, who walked over and sized him up. He said in surprise, "Big brother? Why are you here? What can I do for you? "

Long Fei took a deep breath and bit by bit suppressed the anger in his heart. He didn't even lower his eyes to look at the dazzling cloth and said: "Did you get the disc back? I'll be using it tomorrow. If you bring it back, you can give it to me. "

"Disc? Didn't I pass on the Tomoki to you? " Long Han asked in puzzlement.

"What?" Have you given it to her? When did this happen? Why didn't she tell me? "

"You can ask her about what happened last night. I personally gave the disc to Mo Chi last night. She might have forgotten about it." Long Han stood by the door somewhat uncomfortably. After all, he was wearing clothes bought by Mo Chi, so he felt guilty.

"You met last night?" This was what Long Fei was concerned about right now, but the disc didn't seem that important anymore.

Long Han knew that he was definitely thinking incorrectly and hurriedly explained, "Big Brother, don't misunderstand. After I sent the disc over, I didn't stay for long. Mo Chi also didn't say anything, so we … "Nothing."

"Is that so? In that case, I'll leave first." After Long Fei finished speaking, he turned around and opened the door to get in.

After returning from Long Han's studio, Long Fei went straight home. He originally thought that Mo Chi would be home. Lingda told him that Mo Chi wasn't here and wouldn't come back for dinner tonight. Hearing this, he became even more furious.

He rushed back to the bedroom and started rummaging through the boxes for the Armani shirt. He still didn't want to believe that the shirt that Long Han was wearing was the one that Mo Chi bought. This was because Mo Chi had assured him more than once that there was nothing between her and Long Han. Since there was nothing, why would she buy clothes for him?

He searched the entire wardrobe but didn't find that shirt. Long Fei didn't even let go of the bedside table as he took everything out. It was scattered all over the ground. On the bedside table, there was a small drawer that Mo Chi used. Long Fei tried to break it with his strength, but the little lock on it actually opened. The drawer fell out and the things inside were scattered on the bed.

Long Fei swept his eyes over it. Other than a few folded pieces of paper, there were also some bills and some jewelry that he had given. He picked up the folded paper and unfolded it. He was stunned by what he saw. It was a list of people signed by doctors and dated this month.

Was Mo Chi pregnant? Aborted? He didn't know anything from pregnancy to miscarriage.

Anger was slowly burning in his heart. He wanted a child so much, and now that he finally had one, she didn't even discuss it with him before letting it go. He had always thought that Mo Chi was a very loving person, but seeing how much he cared for Tiantian and the other siblings, he didn't think that Mo Chi was someone who would kill his own children so mercilessly.

The originally smooth paper gradually crumpled into a ball inside his white fist. He angrily smashed away the ball of paper and took out his phone to pull out the number of Mo Chi. He was unable to get through every time he pulled out the phone.

He slammed the phone into the wall in anger, causing the poor phone to bounce off the wall and scatter all over the place.

When it was almost time to get off work, Mo Chi brought out a lot of information that needed to be organized. He planned to work overtime to sort them out. When it was time to get off work, her colleagues began to pack up their stuff. Only she was still sitting in her seat desperately.

Qian Cheng walked out of his office and saw that she was still fighting with her life on the line. He sized her up and asked, "Mo Chi, why are you working so hard? "Just leave those documents for Xiaoli and the others tomorrow. Hurry up and get off work."

"It's fine, I'll finish it myself. Director Qian, you can leave first." Without raising his head, Mochi had to leave.

Qian Cheng was right. Actually, Mo Chi didn't even need to complete this information. It was just that Mo Chi didn't want to be involved with his family so he had nothing to do. She purposely didn't come home to eat and came home late on purpose. Long Fei could come home at any time, and she could also come home at any time.

She had even switched off her cell phone when she was about to get off work. By doing so, she was trying to take revenge for his late return last night. And the Yao Zhu he spoke of, he said he spent time with Yao Zhu.

At around 9 PM, Mo Chi finally raised his head from the pile of data and rubbed his sore eyes. She was finally willing to get up and pack her things to go home.

At this time, the outside of the company was still bustling with activity. Mo Chi was walking in the middle of a field of neon lights. The oncoming crowd was either happy or angry as they brushed past her one by one. For no apparent reason she felt a pang in her heart, a feeling that came too suddenly, so strangely, that it frightened her.

In her memory, she had only felt this way when her father had suddenly been admitted to the hospital. At that time, she had just started working when she felt a stab of pain in her heart. Immediately after that, she received a call from her sister informing her that her father had been admitted to the hospital.

Is there something big happening this time? Did something happen to father again? Although Long Fei had treated her father two years ago, his health had not been very good in the past two years. This was also what she was usually worried about.

She hurriedly took out her cell phone from her bag and dialed her number. The little sister excitedly called out, "Sister …"

With this excited call, Mo Chi's high and mighty heart calmed down a little. If her little sister could still come out happily, that meant that they were doing very well. If her father was doing very well, it would be great.

"Little sister, is everything alright at home?" she asked with a smile.

"Of course." As the sound of her voice faded, Mo Chi's heart sank. He anxiously asked, "What's the matter?"

The little sister laughed and said, "It's a good thing. Dad cooked dumplings for Mom and me today and even said that he would call you back to come eat. Will you come back?" Take four hours to go home and eat dumplings, haha. "

"So it's this. It scared me to death." Mo Chi scolded. He thought that something had happened. Her father being able to serve dumplings in the kitchen was indeed a good thing. If possible, she really wanted to eat the dumplings that her father made for her again.

After hanging up the phone, the gloom in her heart immediately dissipated, and her footsteps became lighter as she walked home.

It had been a long time since Long Fei had come to take her home from work. Today, she was still on the subway home, and the moment she stepped into her house, she could feel the smell of ice. Stunned, she walked in.

Rita didn't even dare to watch TV anymore. After hearing the door open, she came out of the bedroom, pointed upstairs and whispered, "Madam, you're finally back. Mister seems to be quite angry, smashing all the tea cups and vases upstairs. You didn't even eat dinner."

Mo Chi's heart skipped a beat. In her impression, Long Fei didn't smash anything, but of course, he wasn't really angry either. But tonight, he was so angry that he smashed something? What could make him so angry? Just because of her late return?

Impossible, it was impossible for Long Fei to be so angry because of her late return!

"Madam, be careful when you go up. Mister is angry." The more she said that, the more nervous Mo Chi became, and the more nervous he became. His legs stayed in place for a long time without moving.

However, she couldn't continue to evade. After pausing for a moment, she started to walk up the stairs. The decorative vase by the bedroom door on the second floor was indeed broken. Dry flowers were scattered all over the floor, and the bedroom was in a complete mess. All the jewelry that she liked and didn't like were on the floor, as well as the crystal accessory case that she and Long Fei bought together.

As for the gloomy Long Fei, who was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, the smoke lingered around him and his expression was as cold as frost. When he heard the sound of footsteps entering, he didn't even raise his head as he sneered, "Why are you back so early? I thought you were going back to the Dragon Residence to live. "

"What the hell are you doing?" Mo Chi walked over and picked up the shattered ornament case on the ground.

"What do you think?" Long Fei stood up and walked over, and grabbed her arm as he looked at her closely: "What are you doing, not turning on your phone, not going home? Hm? Shouldn't I have asked you? "

"Long Fei!" Mo Chi flung his hand away with all his might and said angrily, "Are you done yet? I've said it before, I don't want to explain to you what happened between me and Long Han anymore, and I'm too lazy to explain.

"Why didn't you explain? I want to hear your explanation! If you still had the face to explain that you had nothing to do with Long Han, I'd die of laughter. Oh, is it a guilty conscience not to explain it? Are you worrying about something? "

"You're crazy! "You're crazy enough to say no more!" Mo Chi was also angry: "What do I feel guilty about? What have I done that makes me feel guilty? Or are you the one who is guilty and is complaining to the villains? "

With regards to this issue, these past two years, it had always been a matter of dispute between her and Long Fei, and she had indeed grown tired of it.

Not only was she tired of it, but how could Long Fei not be annoyed as well? No one was willing to be upset because of a third party, but … He took a deep breath and gnashed his teeth. "You have no relationship with Long Han, right? Then why did you buy him clothes? We've been married for two years and you've never bought one for me. Are you going to admit it? "

"When did I buy him clothes?" Mo Chi was momentarily stunned. She bought clothes for Long Han? When did she ever buy clothes for him? As for not buying it for Long Fei, she admitted that she didn't do it enough because …

She turned her face away and said, "Madam Long said that the quality of the clothes bought outside is not good, so I want to customize them for you. She didn't even give me a chance to buy clothes designed by the design."

"She wants Long Han to wear the best one. How did you get the chance to buy one for Long Han?"

"I... I said it already, I didn't buy clothes for Long Han! " Looking at his angry face, Mo Chi's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly understood what was going on. Last night, Long Han wore the clothes she bought for Long Fei. When she bought the clothes that day, Long Fei was the one who brought her home. He must have already seen the Armani clothes.

Her voice softened and she said, "You mean the scarlet shirt? That's the shirt I bought for you. Long Han came here yesterday to deliver a disc. He was drenched in water and I gave the shirt to him. "

"You finally remembered? But that's a good reason. " Long Fei laughed coldly.

That cold smile angered Mo Chi once again, and she roared: "Long Fei! Do you have any right to argue? If the shirts were bought for Long Han, why would I bring them back here in the open? I even asked you to help me get it. Why do you always have such a strong aura to deal with me? Why didn't he look at what he was doing? You and Yao Zhu messed around with me yesterday and I didn't want to say anything to you, you know, because I'm too lazy to argue with you! "

"Everything between me and Yao Zhu is your own fantasy. Don't bring up Yao Zhu every time you talk about Long Han." This was also the rumor Long Fei hated to hear.

"Really?" Was it my imagination? "But last night, it was clearly you who said it. You said that you were together with Yao Zhu, and you spouted the truth after drinking. Could it be that you don't remember what you said?"

"Not only do I not remember what I said, I also don't remember that I saw Yao Zhu last night." Long Fei laughed coldly: "Forget it, what's the point of fighting over this? Tell me, why didn't you tell me when you were pregnant? "Why didn't you tell me when you were doing the chore?"

His voice was much softer, but his tone was even colder than before. Mo Chi didn't expect him to suddenly ask these two questions. His heart suddenly trembled as he looked at Duan Ling Tian in astonishment.

"I want you to talk." Long Fei pinched her lower jaw, a trace of killing intent filling his hazy eyes.

Mo Chi could not help but gasp. Killing intent, she actually saw it in Long Fei's eyes! That meant that he was extremely infuriated!

"I …" Mo Chi felt pain from his pinch, and he shook his head with a pale face.

"Miss Mo, what qualifications do you have to hit my child? What qualifications do you have? "Hmm?" The strength in his hands increased, causing Mo Chi to be unable to speak due to the pain. After much difficulty, he managed to squeeze out a few words, "I didn't …"

Her voice was very low and it was even trembling. Long Fei, who had lost his mind, was completely unable to hear what she was saying. All he knew was that Mochi had beaten the child and his own, and he only believed that he had seen it with his own eyes.

Long Fei's hand slid down and instead grabbed her neck. The strength behind this was just as unbearable. Mo Chi's face turned from pale white to purple. His nails dug into the back of his hand, forming crescent moon marks. However, Long Fei did not feel any pain at all.

"You … "Let go …" Mo Chi spat out these words word by word. His gaze slowly lost its luster, as if he would be strangled to death in the next moment. But this time, Long Fei was clearly angry. He repeated: "If you kill my child, then I will kill you too. I will kill you too."

"Mister!" Just then, Ling Da finally could not hold it in and rushed over. She pulled Long Fei's arm and screamed: "Mister! "Please let me go, if you don't, I'll be strangled by you, mister …!"

"I want to strangle her to death so that she can take revenge for my child!" Long Fei gritted his teeth as he spoke, but he didn't let go of his hand in the slightest. She lowered her head and bit his arm, her teeth sinking into his flesh. Finally, Long Fei released his grip with a groan. Mo Chi slipped out of his control and slid to the ground.

"Sir, I'm sorry. Please calm down." Seeing that Long Fei's arm was stained with blood, Ling Da immediately panicked and felt extremely guilty. However, in order to stop him from harming Mo Chi, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and do so.

The wound on his arm didn't have the slightest effect on Long Fei, because his entire mind was focused on the matter of the stream of people. He was completely unaware of whether or not he was injured. Ling Da took a step back in fear. Together with Long Fei, she looked at the unconscious Mo Chi on the ground, as if afraid that Long Fei would go crazy towards her.

Long Fei saw that Mo Chi, who was lying on the ground, was not panicking at all. He took a few steps back and walked towards the door. As he walked out of the door, he turned around and looked at Mo Chi. He said lightly, "Lingda, tell her that I agree to a divorce."

"Sir, you can't be so impulsive …" Before Ling Da's words left her mouth, Long Fei had already walked out.

His steps were steady and he didn't show the slightest hesitation. He was so determined that even Ling Da was frightened by him. How could the previous him be so cruel and cold to Mo Chi? He really had changed.