President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 193 Divorce Agreement?

Xi Mo hugged her over and gently rubbed the tip of her small nose, "How long have you been preparing for today's fireworks?"

"secret."

He chuckled hoarsely, "How did you know that I like Van Gogh?"

"There are several biographies of his life in a prominent place in your study, as well as the watch you wear most. It is a commemorative model from the Melone family to commemorate the 160th anniversary of Van Gogh's birth."

"So careful?"

"It won't be obvious what you like. You have to be a careful and smart person like me to see it." Wen Hua played with his tie from time to time, "I went to a certain school when I was in college. I took a general elective course called "History of Western Art". As for the elective course, you know... I didn't listen as carefully as the professional course. Although I forgot many things the teacher said, I deeply remember the section where Van Gogh was introduced. The class teacher said that boys who like Van Gogh are mostly lonely, passionate and paranoid in character. Others don’t know, but from your perspective, I think it’s accurate.”

Xi Mo raised his lips, "Then tell me, where am I passionate and where am I paranoid?"

Wen Hua raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at him, "It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words."

He watched her slender white fingers slowly curling up his tie with idle eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Why don't you listen well when general courses are not as important as professional courses? How do you catch fish and knit scarves?"

"..."

"No, I'm just reading other books down there."

"That's pretty much it." Xi Mo said slowly and calmly: "I have loved reading books since I was a child. This advantage must be passed on to the next generation."

Wen Hua coughed lightly, slowly unrolled the rolled tie, and then rolled it up again.

In fact, she was reading romance novels at that time.

Watching TV and movies always feels a bit lacking in taste. Reading novels directly is much more interesting. Generally, film-based things always limit the characters and plots.

I used to like reading romance novels, but in recent years I have been busy and haven’t read much.

"Have you ever taken the general elective courses very seriously, but you have never touched a fish?"

"No."

"You were someone who didn't often go to class when you were in high school."

Xi Mo: "We have been apart for three days, so we should look at each other with new eyes."

"That's right." Wen Hua's voice was soft, "You have a good mind and strong execution ability. This advantage should be passed on to the next generation."

Seeing his deep gaze staring deeply at her, Wen Hua was confused.

His calm words moved his lips, "Aren't you drunk?"

"Ok?"

Seeing that her eyes were still clear, he murmured softly: "The drinking capacity has improved."

Is he waiting for her to get drunk?

What does he want when she is drunk?
Wen Hua slowly pursed her lips, tightened her knuckles on his tie, and brought him closer little by little. Their eyes met, and her voice was as soft as a gust of wind, "Actually, you were very touched tonight, weren't you?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled, "Yeah."

"Very touched."

He looked into her eyes and said, "I was so moved that I wanted to commit myself to her."

The eardrums were beating slowly and clearly. Wen Hua looked into the depths of his dark pupils and said, "Xi Mo."

He said hoarsely, "Call me husband."

"Husband," she called him softly, "Let's have a baby this year. I like children so much."

Xi Mo paused, "It's too early."

"It's late. Xie Juan and the others all have children, but you don't."

He was helpless, "Why are you comparing yourself to others?"

"Don't you want a child? You have obviously lied to me once before, but now you have changed."

"When did I lie to you?"

"In the conservatory... That time, you said you wanted a well-behaved and beautiful daughter like me."

"I want it."

Wen Hua looked at him, enduring her heartbeat that was beating faster and faster, and leaned over to peck his lips, "I also want a son who is as smart and cool as you. A family of four, just thinking about it. So happy."

His heart and back were tingling, Xi Mo's eyes gradually darkened, and he carried her to the round bed.

The gauze curtains are layered on top of each other, the brocade silk bedding stirs up waves due to gravity, figures appear and disappear in the tent, and the gentle and warm smell of scented candles lingers delicately.

The doorbell rang at an inappropriate time.

Wen Hua's cheeks were slightly red, "She seems to be a doctor."

"I'll send it off."

After sending the doctor away, Xi Mo accidentally glanced at the small box on the cabinet. He paused but still took it in his hand.

The person on the bed shyly covered his body with the quilt, turned his head when he heard the sound, and happened to meet his gaze.

His cold and perfect handsome face in the sight slightly raised his chin, his eyes were careless, and he confirmed to her again, "You really don't need it?"

Of course she saw the small box between his two fingers, and her ears felt even hotter. She turned her head, leaving only the back of his head, and said in a soft but firm tone, "No need."

After getting the answer, he threw the small box back and got into bed.

Someone squeezed into the bed, Wen Hua shrank back as if on conditioned reflex, and moved further in, "Turn off the lights..."

"Turn it off later."

Turn it off later, what’s the point of turning it off later?
"You turn off the lights first."

He was leisurely watching her shy look as she pulled the quilt up to her chin, then lifted her lips calmly, "If you turn off the lights, I won't have a baby with you."

"...?"

Wen Hua was stunned for a while before she was sure that the gangster's words came from his serious and ascetic face.

"I said I would repay you with my love today, don't be so shy."

"Come here, baby."

"Xi Mo...don't tease me all the time..."

"I told you to call me husband."

……

Then, in the name of repaying her, he asked her to call her husband many times.

With the arrival of the new year, everything is new, and the relationship between the two is more comfortable and sweet than ever before. Every time Luo Qingyu sees Wen Hua, she always jokes that she looks like a little woman surrounded by love, with colorful love bubbles all over her body. .

Ever since Xi Mo's accident and his safe escape, Wen Hua's attributes as a doting husband have reached their peak.

She used to be a calm and dignified persona, but later she became a married woman who showed affection in front of her friends and was not afraid of their jokes. Lin Wei and Chen An once said that she had been brainwashed by Mr. Xi, and she looked like a different person compared to before.

It was spring and the flowers were blooming. She was feeding the fish in the corridor in the back garden that day. She received a call from Xi Mo, saying that a document was left at home and asked her to help deliver it.

After taking the documents, she went to the garage and drove away the Maybach that he had not driven for a long time.

While driving, I was thinking about how he always drove that Bentley to the company recently. I remembered that he used to like this Maybach very much.

The car was parked in the Shengyi underground parking lot. I took off my seat belt and was about to go upstairs. Before I closed the door, I caught a glimpse of a dazzling document on the back seat.

She opened the back door with doubtful eyes and picked up the front of the document. When she saw the big words on the cover clearly, she petrified on the spot.

The clear words 'divorce agreement' came into view.

She stared blankly at the words for a moment, then read them again one by one, for fear of misunderstanding the meaning.

But there are only four words in total. No matter how they are arranged and combined, there is still only the central idea of ​​'divorce'.

(End of this chapter)