Chapter 559

Jiangcheng.

It seems that the waves and wind of Jiangcheng will never stop.

Wenyi stood in front of the window, looking at the distant sea, calm, far away, can not see the end.

A minute ago, Mo Shiqian pushed the door out, probably to find Chi Huan.

Do you have lovers.

She closed her eyes, pale lips pulled out a few smile, is really sentimental ah.

"Dong Dong", the sound of two slamming doors sounded in the quiet sound of the waves, and then the door of the advanced ward was pushed open, and there was a footstep behind her, from far to near.

Wen job did not look back, the voice is very light, mixed with some not deep not shallow tired, also cool thin, "that woman died."

A voice of extreme magnetism, indifference and ridicule sounded behind her, "do you want her to die?"

She was stunned, turned around and turned her head. As expected, a beautiful and gloomy face came into her eyes.

Mo Shichen's face was no less than that of Mo Shiqian. Even when he did not lose his memory, his temperament was noble and pure, elegant and gentlemanly. He was a standard noble childe, and in a sense, he was a real and honest son of heaven.

At this time, standing in front of her, half body stained with blood, dark red and insidious, a pair of eyes dark and opaque, cast on her body from a high position, wrung the obstinate and cold irony, the radian of the corners of his lips was also a mockery.

Wenyi heart laugh, these years she was in a high position, but really few men dare to put a mocking face at her.

Still unbridled, craggy, no meaning of convergence.

When this man was the president, he was still fond of acting but not in color. He was regarded as elegant and precious in the eyes of all women.

Now he is full of arrogance in catching a fish.

She slightly tilted her head and curled her smile, "if I said I was looking forward to her death, would you still want to vent your resentment on me?"

He stares at her, light mouth, "are you Mo Shi Chen's wife?"

Wenyi looked at his indifferent face and pulled his lips. "Do you not recognize yourself as Mo Shichen, or do you not recognize that I am your wife?"

The man drew up the corner of his lips, showing a low soft smile, "I want to ask, are you the woman he chooses, or is someone forced to give him?"

Her facial features were hard to find, and the stiffness of the trace was included in his eyes.

The man stepped forward with long legs, nearly 1.87 meters in shape, forced her to face her, only slightly lowered his head. From a distance, it looked like an intimate whisper. But only Wen Yi could clearly catch the malice hidden in his voice, "let me guess. You have a name and social elite written in your hair and heel It's like a template for walking. "

He was slender, but as if still with the smell of blood fingers picked up a wisp of her black hair, low smile, that malicious melt deeper, "but how to look, it's not like I would like and choose the type."

He was too close to her.

For a long time, no man was so close to her that the contents of her brain faded like the tide, leaving only a blank.

His breath enveloped her and drowned her sense of smell, which was not the same as her memory, but became more intense and aggressive.

Wenyi stepped back two steps and stepped out of his range.

She raised her eyelids and sneered, "Li qianrui is more like the woman you choose?"

This is an understatement, but it is not difficult to guess the contemptuousness and superiority of the words.

Especially Mo Shichen such a person, even if he is amnesia, this ability is still in.

She did have the confidence to be contemptible and superior.

Because in terms of beauty, education, family background and almost all aspects, she was able to crush Li qianrui, who grew up in the fishing village with absolute advantages.

Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, hooked his lips, and said in a soft, soft voice, "you shouldn't say that, Miss Wen. First, she is my unmarried wife. I don't like it when anyone says her half word in front of me. Second, she died of gunshot wounds. It's a bullet for me. If she really dies, it's for me, even if I recover in the future No matter how much I remember, I will never forget her again. "

Do you still love him.

From receiving news in Paris and flying directly to the present, she has not thought about such a problem in the long more than ten hours.

In fact, five years, enough to forget a person.

Oh, it seems that sometimes it's not enough, just like when Mo qian can't forget Chi Huan, no matter how much hate, it's also covered with the background color of love.

She knew that when he was alive, he was only full of joy.

Does she still love him?

When he was "alive", she had almost exhausted her love. She had tempered her young girl's heart to be cold and hard, too tired to make waves again.

Except when he died, she was wrapped in grief and despair.

He was alive, and she was still overjoyed.

These years, she thought of him, there is no unforgettable feeling, just a large period of time trance.Apart from life and death, she felt that she had been indifferent to other things about him, but this sentence [she has been my unmarried wife for a long time] still stuck in the softest place of her heart like a cold needle.

That's too much.

This man seems to always feel that she can be wantonly hurt.

Those suffocating emotions were sunk into her heart. Wenyi's manicured nails pierced into the palm of her hand, but her face showed a slight smile and said coolly, "you have so many unmarried wives in your heart. Unfortunately, after you told me last time, you still married me in disgrace."

Ink when Chen lip lead out more indifferent radian, "it seems that you used to be very unpopular appearance."

"You are not a good thing. You can match me like this because my eyes were not good ten years ago."

Wen Yi looked at his "ragged" face, but he was still beautiful, curled up his fingers and turned around, facing the deep blue sea again. On the surface, she had always been warm and indifferent, "Abel."

With this sound, a tall foreign man came into the door, who was her bodyguard.

He walked to Mo Shi Chen's back, respectfully said, "Miss Wen, what do you want to order?"

She light way, "go to the mall to buy a suit of clothes for your eldest son, and then arrange the best doctor, ready to do a general examination for him."

"Yes."

The bodyguard took the word and quietly backed out.

Mo Shi Chen looked at her back, squinting his eyes and said in a cold voice, "what do you mean?"

"Duty," she didn't look back. Her eyes were like the deep sea in the distance. Her eyes were calm and the deep was the undercurrent that no one could detect. "My name is Wenyi. I married you seven years ago. I will take care of you during this period. You can't remember me now. It doesn't matter, but you should treat me better, because before your accident, you always regret that you didn't treat me well enough, hoping to make up for me. ”

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