"What a woman's opinion!!" Father Mo shouted coldly, then picked up the newspaper and went upstairs.

Mother Mo shrugged, picked up the phone and punched in a series of numbers and ordered, "Yan, don't come back. Weiwei came back just now to ask me about Xiaoyue's whereabouts. She just left now, you..."

She wanted to say something else, but a busy tone came from the phone receiver.

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In this car, Mo Jianyan's sports car has entered the Fugening villa area.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning when he received the call. He had just entered the conference room when he received a call from home.

The servant said that the young mistress was back, and the wife asked him to go home quickly.

Without any time to think, he abandoned the senior executives in the conference room and hurriedly took the special elevator downstairs.

After hanging up the phone, as soon as I looked up, I saw a figure flashing outside the car window.

He quickly slowed down the car, pressed down the window and looked outside.

Out of style in the autumn, Chu Weiwei was walking forward slowly, wearing a plain and elegant knitted cardigan sweater.

Her back was extremely thin, as if she was malnourished, and the autumn wind blew by, as if it could blow her away at any time.

My heart felt like it was blocked by tiny pebbles. It felt heavy and heavy, and even started to hurt. This feeling was really terrible!

At this moment, he actually didn't know whether he should stop the car and say hello to her.

It seems that it hurts the same whether I see her or not.

He was not sure whether he would say hurtful words to her again or do something hurtful to her after seeing her.

But when he didn't see her, he really started to get scared.

He was afraid that he would never see her again.

After thinking for a moment, he parked the car on the side of the road, and then looked through the rearview mirror and watched the thin figure getting further and further away until it disappeared from sight.

He didn't look away until his cell phone rang.

"Yeah." He answered the phone in a daze, not knowing who it was.

There was only a silent breathing sound on the other side of the receiver, until he was impatient and about to hang up, when a voice finally came.

"It's me..."

Mo Jianyan frowned, "Who?"

"It's me, Shen Chuyi..." This voice was as gentle and gentle as ever in front of him.

Girls like Shen Chuyi are what all men like.

Being young, beautiful, weak, well-behaved, and neither fighting nor grabbing makes men protective.

"Is something wrong?" When Mo Jianyan looked toward the back of the car, his eyes dimmed a lot.

"Yan, I want to see you."

After not seeing her for a few days, this man forgot about her and didn't even recognize her voice.

She had been with him for half a year. During this half year, in his eyes, was she nothing more than a tool to take revenge on his wife?

But what can she do? If she hadn't planned all of that herself, she might not even have the chance to be a tool by his side.

"Did they not make it clear? The money is not enough?" Mo Jianyan said coldly, his tone full of disgust, as if even talking to her felt disgusting.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau that day, Mo Jianyan sent someone to deliver a check for two million to Shen Chuyi.

"Yan, that's not the case!" Shen Chu hurriedly explained, her voice trembling, and she was extremely emotional, "What I want is not money, I just want to stay by your side, even if you are your shady lover, I don't want it.
Chapter completed!