The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 112 His Overbearing (1)

Tang Xinyan was pulled into the sports car by Mo Chiwei, remembering how he was standing aside with a faint smile when he was being educated by several little girls just now, she became angry.

It's so unreasonable, he just apologized, and he can attract little fans who have never met before to train others for him.

They didn't see him getting angry, the image of his noble son was completely different from his usual image.

After getting into the car, Mo Chiwei didn't even look at him, the back of his head was always facing his little woman, his eyes were dark, "Put on your seat belt."

Tang Xinyan pulled on her seat belt without saying a word.

Still not looking at him.

Mo Chiwei pursed his lower lips tightly, and stopped talking. He started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away immediately.

Ye Ran, who had been standing in the corner taking pictures with her mobile phone, came out.

She leaned against the wall weakly, flipping through the photos she just took.

Some Mo Chiwei kissed Tang Xinyan, some hugged each other, some Mo Chiwei apologized, and some looked at each other affectionately.

Didn't Xinyan say that she wouldn't be tempted by Mo Chiwei?
Maybe she didn't feel it herself, but in these photos, the way she looked at Mo Chiwei was not completely indifferent.

Even, like those little girls, she couldn't help showing admiration and admiration in her eyes.

Mo Chiwei is handsome, dignified, mature, restrained, and has all the elements of a successful man. Any woman who marries him will be attracted by his charm.

After all, Tang Xinyan is just an ordinary person!

It's just that she shouldn't have lied to her!
Ye Ran's heart was already filled with negative emotions of jealousy and envy. She never thought about it. She and Mo Chiwei had never met before. Even without Tang Xinyan, it would be difficult for her to walk into his heart.

……

The atmosphere in the small sports car is very silent and condensed.

From time to time, Mo Chiwei glanced at the little woman who was always looking at him with the back of her head from the corner of his eye.

"Aggrieved?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

Tang Xinyan pursed her lips, feeling confused, "How dare I, Mr. Mo, stop on the street, and within a few words, there will be girls willing to fight for you, how charming you are!"

Her emotions come and go quickly, and she is not very angry now.In fact, compared to Fu Sichen, Mo Chiwei's daring actions made her unspeakably moved.

Hearing her eccentric tone, Mo Chi Wei Qingjun smiled faintly, which weakened the sharpness of his outline, "Husband is too popular, are you jealous?"

"Mr. Mo, don't be too sentimental. Fu Sichen is with my sister in name, and I don't even have the energy to be jealous, let alone we have only known each other for a few days..."

In the middle of what Tang Xinyan blurted out, she noticed that the man's handsome face was a little gloomy, and then realized that she had mentioned Fu Sichen's name.

Although the two made their misunderstanding clear, he didn't like her contact with Fu Sichen, and even less liked hearing the word Fu Sichen from her.

But she and Fu Sichen's childhood sweethearts did not have an overnight relationship. Even if there was no love, there was still a tacit understanding and affection that Mo Chiwei could not yearn for.

Just realizing this, he clenched his hands holding the steering wheel tightly, feeling an indescribable depression in his heart.

Tang Xinyan bit her rosy lips. She looked at the man's sharp side face, like a schoolboy who said something wrong, and anxiously tugged on the seat belt on her chest.

There was silence in the carriage for nearly 5 minutes before he said in a low voice, "Bring me your phone."

Tang Xinyan knew how scary it was for this man to get angry, she hesitated for a moment, took out the phone from her bag and handed it to him, "What do you want my phone for?"

(End of this chapter)