He is more affectionate than time

Chapter 810 The news just received, Mo Shichen had a car accident

Pregnant so go to bed early?

When Wen Hanye said this, Mo Shichen glanced at Ye Siran.

His woman went to bed early, and this woman is still in good spirits now?
It's just...he quickly remembered that he and Wen Yi had been sleeping in separate rooms for almost a month. During this time, he only knew when she returned to the bedroom, but he didn't know when she turned off the lights and went to sleep.

After Wen Hanye finished speaking, Mo Shichen looked at Shen Yu indifferently, "Is Mr. Shen planning to sleep here too?"

Shen Yu replied with a calm smile, "Of course not, I was chatting with Han Ye just now, and I should leave when the conversation was almost finished. My house is very close, so it doesn't matter."

Mo Shichen looked away calmly, put the cup in his hand gently on the coffee table, stood up and said, "No, I'd better go back, I'm not used to resting at other people's homes," he said casually after a while, " I will go to Wen's tomorrow evening to pick her up."

Wen Hanye smiled without showing any signs of dew, "Okay, Mr. Mo, then drive carefully on the way back."

Mo Shichen glanced at them, turned around and strode away.

When he stepped outside, the wind and snow blew the hem of his coat up like black wings.

Only then did Shen Yu ask, "The two of them...are they fighting?"

Wen Hanye smiled casually, "In the Cold War, it is said to be."

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Mo Shichen opened the door and went directly to the co-pilot.

He started the engine and the headlights came on, sending a straight beam of light far into the distance.

The snow falling in this artificial light has a kind of beauty that seems to be specially created, like a dream.

He looked ahead, then turned his head to look into the villa.

There are lights on everywhere, bright and dark, people can't see clearly.

It wasn't until the black Lambo's body was covered with a thin layer of snow that Mo Shichen reversed the car, stepped on the accelerator, left a few rows of wheel marks in the snowy night, and quickly went away.

The snow is still falling, and the traces left behind are slowly being submerged, as if they have never appeared before.

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This time is not too early, of course, it is not too late, after ten o'clock in the evening.

It's just that it may be because of the winter and the snow, so the vehicles on the road are also very sparse.

Deep cold, deserted, silent.

The man's bony hands are holding the steering wheel firmly, his eyes are usually forward, dark and dark, and there is no trace of excitement or loss of control, only the constantly changing numbers on the speedometer show that his heart is not showing on the face so calm.

Or maybe it shouldn't be, because in a way, he's still calm.

It's just that the speed of the car in such weather is calmly raised to a madness comparable to drag racing, so it's hard to describe it accurately.

It should be going back to the manor, right?

Because he seems to have no other choice.

What's the point of going back?

Nothing but the dog wagging its tail at him.

The larger the space, the more deserted it appears.

Designing her to be pregnant... Is he so unforgivable?

Is he that heinous?

Women need a sense of security... She is the one who feels insecure and has no confidence in him, and she is the one who keeps the distance between work and marriage. She is ready to withdraw at any time. Does she think he doesn't know?
He just wanted her to follow him wholeheartedly in the future. Children are the best bond, so he did this without even thinking about it.

Despicable, it seems.

He considered himself mean, but never thought of hurting her.

There is a child that will hurt her?
He didn't know, but he knew that because of this child, she was very disappointed in him, and he was already a despicable image in his heart. She didn't want to see him, talk to him, let alone sleep with him.

No matter how actively he talked to her, looking for opportunities to get along with him, taking time to pick her up from get off work when he had no time, and mother Su talking side-by-side and praising him for being gentle and considerate, she always looked indifferent.

He didn't even know if she didn't love him anymore.

He used to not care whether this woman loved him or not, because he was always conceited and careful, whether she loved him or not, she would always fall in love with her, but now...he couldn't be sure.

And...Shen Yu showed up at Wen's house tonight.

Even as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, it was like a vine wrapped around his throat fiercely, strangling him so much that he couldn't breathe.

The traffic light at the intersection is red.

He stopped the car and looked at the light shining through the snow.

After waiting for about 45 seconds, the red light went off and the green light came on.

The way back to the manor was to drive straight ahead without turning, but when the Lambo started again, Mo Shichen suddenly changed his mind and turned the steering wheel to the left road.

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At two o'clock in the morning, Wen Yi woke up with a sudden knock on the door, "Yi'er, Yi'er..."

She opened her eyes in a daze, and after listening to a few times, she realized that it seemed that her brother was calling her outside the door, and the speed of her speech still carried a bit of his usual anxiety, low and serious.

She woke up immediately, what happened?

Wen Yi threw off the quilt, put on her slippers in a panic, and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Wen Hanye standing outside the door, and he was not wearing home clothes, he was dressed as if he was about to go out, with a coat on his arm, his handsome face was slightly gloomy.

"Brother, what happened?"

Wen Hanye glanced at her very quickly, and said calmly and quickly, "Okay, Yi'er, don't ask too many questions, just listen to brother, now go change and put on some clothes, we are going out."

Wen Yi was stunned, and panicked a little.

Of course she knew that this situation meant that something had happened, and it was not a trivial matter.

Biting her lip, she was usually calm and rational, so she didn't ask any more questions, but quickly went back to the room to find some clothes and put them on.

Fifteen minutes later, Wen Hanye took her arm and led her away. On the one hand, he wanted to stabilize her figure to prevent her from falling, and on the other hand, he wanted to speed up their walking.

It wasn't until Wen Hanye's car drove out of Wen's villa that he said sternly, "Yi'er, I just received the news that Mo Shichen had a car accident and has been rescued in the hospital."

Wen Yi's mind instantly went blank, and his hands and feet were completely cooled down as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on them.

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The wind and snow were too heavy, and it was late at night. Wen Yi in the co-pilot was pregnant with a child. Wen Hanye couldn't keep speeding up, so he could only rush to the hospital as soon as possible under the premise that the car was stable.

"Brother..." Wen Hanye heard the trembling voice of his younger sister who was forced to be cold but couldn't stop, "Did he get into a car accident...was it really a car accident or...because I ignored him for a while, so he It's a bitter trick...just like the one who shot himself last time...otherwise it's so late...why did he get into a car accident. "

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