Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Because there are many things—

This is not the first time she has moved out of Mo Shiqian's villa, but it is the first time she has moved out completely.

It just so happened that Ge Ge arrived in the company's van, so Chi Huan still asked him to go with her to Mo Shiqian's villa.

The villa was still the same villa, but it was no longer the one she was familiar with.

Because it is too deserted.

When I opened the door, there was no Mama Li coming, no servants, no cooks, although they rarely talked at ordinary times, but now they are gone...

The villa was deserted and quiet as a tomb.

She didn't see Mo Shiqian either.

Grid asked, "Sister Huan, is there anyone here?"

Ever since Mo Shiqian was hospitalized, no one has lived here. For almost two months, it was enough for a layer of dust to spread everywhere, making it even more deserted and unpopular.

"You wait on the sofa, I'll go up and have a look."

"Good Miss Huan."

Chi Huan was still wearing high heels today, but the stairs and corridors were carpeted, so even if they stepped on them, they wouldn't make any obvious sound.

The first floor is empty, while the second floor is quiet. The corridor lights are not turned on, making it even darker.

Looking from the stairs, only the door of Mo Shiqian's study was opened a little, and she walked over directly.

Standing at the door, she immediately saw the man sitting behind the desk.

He was wearing a dark green V-neck knitted sweater on his upper body. He was so handsome that he was cold and deep, with a calm demeanor. The man lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were raised, staring at the photo frame on the desk for a moment.

His expression was indifferent. If he hadn't stared too long and his eyes were too focused, it might make people think that what he was looking at was just insignificant things, or maybe he was just in a trance.

Chi Huan naturally knew what the photo in the frame was.

It's their photo.

She "forcibly" took the photo, and it was she who washed it out and found the photo album and "forcibly" put it on his desk.

Standing there, she hadn't decided whether to make a sound, or what to start with, the man seemed to sense her presence, and turned to look over.

He looked ordinary, and said in a calm voice, "Your things are in the bedroom, bathroom, your study, and the cloakroom. Do you need me to ask someone to help you clean up?"

"No...no need."

The man hummed and looked away.

The notebook on the desk was open, and when he moved his fingers, the light on the screen came back on.

He didn't intend to talk to her anymore, so it was naturally impossible for Chi Huan to take the initiative to talk to him again. After standing for a while, he turned around and left.

After the figure at the door disappeared, Mo Shiqian raised his head again and looked at the empty space.

I didn't look away for a long time.

Chi Huan took out the suitcase, and mechanically put all her things into it.

Until the man's deep and indifferent voice sounded behind her, "Even the used towels have to be put in, how many suitcases are you going to pack? Are you short of these things?"

Her hand paused, and she put the towel back again.

When I stretched out my hand again, I found that he reminded me that there was nothing I really "needed" to bring back.

They are all daily necessities, towels, toothbrushes, toiletries, etc...

She then hugged the things she was holding in her hand, turned around and walked out, passing by his side, passing by without any physical contact.

Chi Huan went to get the pajamas and nightdresses in the bedroom closet, and tidied them absent-mindedly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man walking out.

She didn't know what he came in for, it seemed that he just said a word to her.

Chi Huan packed everything by himself. Except for this sentence, he never came out and stayed in the study all the time.

This was the first time she packed her luggage by herself when he was around.

After scanning the bathroom, bedroom, and cloakroom, she finally came to the study.

Some of her professional books, her usual notebooks, and a lot of miscellaneous things were put in a suitcase. Finally, she opened the drawer, and the few things she put in were still there neatly. .

Two watches, one ring.

Touching it with fingers one by one, I wanted to take it out several times, but I never picked it up.

She recalled carefully, if she broke up with Mo Shiqian, would there be any other commemorative things besides these...

He doesn't often give her presents...

It's just that he has everything she needs in place, but it's basically daily, and they haven't been together for a long time, birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine's Day... none of them.

Mo Shiqian sat in front of the desk, the screen of the notebook went dark and bright, and after a while, it went dark again, and he clicked the touchpad again to make it light up.

He used to think that he couldn't concentrate on his work when she was in front of him, but now she was just on the same floor as him, so that he couldn't concentrate at all.

All I could think about was what she was doing now.

So he noticed it the first second the footsteps sounded at the door.

But he didn't look up, he was still looking at the laptop screen, looking serious.

Chi Huan walked up to him and put the brocade box in front of him, "Mo Shiqian."

The man raised his eyelids and saw what she pushed to his eyes at a glance.

The fingers tightened unconsciously, and the thin lips were pursed, but the outline became more indifferent, and the voice was tense and indifferent, "Your things, whether I bought them or gave them as gifts, are all for you. Yours, I don't recycle trash."

Rubbish.

Chi Huan bit her lower lip, "I know, I took everything else, except the ring."

Mo Shiqian looked up at her, played with the ring box with his fingers, and sneered on his thin lips, "What do you think is the use of me keeping this ring? Give it to another woman? I won't give it to me." A woman gave a ring to another woman."

Chi Huan's heart was blocked.

No matter how natural things are, it is inevitable to block the heart.

She turned her face to one side and said calmly, "Isn't it quite expensive? Sell it, if you have money, you shouldn't waste it. Besides, you gave me all your money, so I'm probably poor."

Mo Shiqian stared at her face.

In the past, it was easy for him to judge her emotions, and it was not difficult to even guess her heart, but now he can't even be sure of himself, let alone the other party's thoughts.

It's just that she looked a little unhappy.

He narrowed his eyes a little bit, and said softly, "Give me back the watch."

Chi Huan turned to look at him, seemingly in disbelief.

She could have guessed that he refused to ask for a ring, but she hadn't thought of it when he asked her for a watch.

But she brought three things together.

Chi Huan gave him the watch with the red strap that he gave her later, "This is new, I haven't worn it before."

Mo Shiqian stared into her eyes and said, "I'm talking about the golden one."

"Why? I've been wearing that for months."

She just wanted to keep this.