Madam, it's time to coax the paranoid Lord Mo after he's blackened.

Chapter 8 What an independent white lotus
During dinner, Wen Sui was the only one at the table.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Wen Sui glanced at the second floor, his eyes darkened a bit.

Or maybe he was just busy and would go downstairs for dinner when he was done with work.

An hour passed quickly.

The seat opposite Wen Sui was still empty, and the man never showed up.

Wen Sui was a little disappointed, he pursed his chapped lips, and when he lowered his head, his hair scattered on his forehead, covering his lonely eyes.

What went wrong?Is he still angry because of that phone call in the office?
"Ma'am, should these dishes continue to be heated?" The nanny would repeat this question every 10 minutes.

Wen Sui didn't take a bite of the dish in front of him. She was waiting for him to eat together, but he didn't seem to give her this chance at all.

"There's no need to heat it up, I'm not hungry." Wen Sui's eyes dimmed, and he was a little powerless when he got up.

She turned around and went upstairs, and when she reached the second floor, she turned her head again, "Heat it up again, remember to go to the study and remind the husband to have dinner."

She is no longer in the mood to eat, she needs to think about what to do next, how to coax her husband back.

It was already late at night when Mo Chen finished his work.

The man went downstairs after washing up in the guest room. He used to drink a little red wine before going to bed.

When passing by the master bedroom, the warm yellow light of the master bedroom leaked a little through the gap in the wooden door. The warm light seemed to have an attractive magic power, which made Mo Chen push the door open like a ghost.

By the time he realized it, he had already stood in front of the bed.

"Anything." The man's slender fingers gently stroked the sleeping face, and the warmth came from his fingertips. All this was not a dream.

"Whatever, don't lie to me." The man's voice was very soft, as if he was muttering to himself.

In the next second, the fingertips landed on those plump red lips, and those intimate memories during the day were out of time and emerged one after another.

Thinking of the warmth of red lips during the day, the man's eyes became a little hotter, and the calmness he deliberately maintained during the day disappeared at this moment.

That night, the man stared at the side of the bed for a long time, and did not leave until dawn.

There was no dream all night, and Wen Sui woke up early the next morning.

Wen Sui had just changed out of his pajamas after washing up, when he heard a familiar voice from downstairs.

She opened the door and went to the landing, where she could see the hall.

In the living room downstairs, Mo Chen was sitting on the sofa, looking down at the mail.

Wen Sui stared at the elegant and delicate profile, feeling more and more blind in his previous life.

The bony hand landed on the coffee cup, like a delicate work of art, Wen Sui gradually became fascinated by it.

The next moment, an untimely voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Wen Sui's appreciation.

"Sister, are you angry with me?"

Wen Sui shifted his gaze, only to notice that Xu Jia was standing at the stairs, apparently planning to go upstairs.

Wen Sui suddenly looked back and walked downstairs, she didn't want this woman to dirty the living room and her room as well.

"I didn't miss you on purpose. I was busy with work yesterday and wanted to ask Mo Chen about your situation." When Xu Jia got home yesterday, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Wen Sui's attitude towards her changed a lot yesterday. Maybe she discovered something, she came here to confirm it today.

Wen Sui went down to the first floor and gave Xu Jia a blank look. Does this woman think she is a fool?

She was obviously in the hospital, and Xu Jia obviously had her phone number, so why didn't he ask her directly, but went to find her husband.

"Sister, I came here to apologize today." Xu Jia couldn't wait to grab Wen Sui's hand, "Wen Sui, yesterday was my fault. I should make reasonable arrangements to see you earlier."

Wen Suiliang smiled. When this woman was apologizing to her, her eyes were still shining brightly on her husband, and she never left for a moment.

When she is dead?

Wen Sui didn't speak, he broke free from that hand, stepped on his slippers and walked slowly to the living room, and slowly sat beside Mo Chen.

While lowering his head, a familiar cold fragrance lingered in his nostrils, Wen Sui knew it was the smell of Mo Chen.

Wen Sui looked at the man who was handling the mail with his head down and holding the tablet, and remembered the smell he smelt when he was half asleep and half awake last night, and his heart softened.

"Husband!" Wen casually dropped his hand on the man's shoulder, and leaned against the man's arms.

Mo Shen's face was calm, but the paused fingers on the screen leaked his thoughts.

"Xu Jia, thank you for your concern, but now I have nothing else to do, you can leave."

Wen Sui issued the eviction order. She figured it out last night. She should spend more time with this man and coax him more, so as to warm up the relationship between them.

Xu Jia felt that Wen Sui in front of her was becoming more and more unfamiliar, and her eyes kept falling on Mo Chen.When he saw that handsome and elegant man who didn't even give her his eyes, his heart became more and more unwilling.

Why, obviously all of this should belong to her, and she should be the young wife of the Mo family the most, but Xu Wensui snatched all of this away.

Her heart was filled with displeasure, unwillingness and resentment engulfed her, she forgot the plan on impulse, and said: "By the way, Du Kang is also very worried about you, sister, after all, when you were dating the day before yesterday..."

The man who had been dealing with work with his head down finally reacted, his face was gloomy like clouds gathering, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "What date?"

Xu Jia covered her mouth with a surprised expression, "President Mo, don't you know?" Then she looked at Wen Sui apologetically, "Sister, I don't know you haven't told President Mo about this. "

The corners of Wen Sui's mouth curled slightly, admiring the woman's deliberate performance, his eyes were clear.

If Xu Jia didn't become an actress, she really buried her acting talent.

"Sister, I don't know you haven't said you want a divorce yet...Ah, did I say something wrong again." Xu Jia covered her mouth with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, I listened to Du Kang about your divorce. As I said, I..."

Sure enough, this Xu Jia is really a white lotus, every word and every sentence is framed, but every sentence picks herself up completely, she is like an independent white lotus.

In the previous life, Xu Jia was also like this. In the name of being good to her, she spared no effort to pour dirty water on her and frame her.

Mo Chen noticed that her mind was distracted, and the arms around her waist suddenly tightened, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his big bony hand pinched her chin and raised it, "Are you thinking about that man again now? "

Hearing the word divorce, everything that happened yesterday clearly emerged.

Wen Sui felt the man's hostility, and the air pressure around him dropped suddenly.

"Sister, how could you slander me so much? My husband is so nice, why should I get a divorce!" Wen Sui rubbed his eyes, tears welling up in his eyes, "There are so many goblins out there, of course I want to take good care of my husband, where is the time? Dating some other man."

Wen Sui held the man's face in both hands, and moved it down a few minutes, until the distance was so close that the tips of their noses touched, those wet eyes looked at the man without blinking and asked, "Husband, would you be happy because of other things?" Did the goblin abandon me?"

(End of this chapter)