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

Chapter 558
Zhao Xinxin watched Mo Chiwei helplessly, and left with Tang Xinyan in her arms. Their intimacy made her hold hands together.

"Leaving like this, don't you feel a little bit reluctant?" Tang Xinyan, who got into the car, said, with a hint of irony, the words clearly rang in Mo Chiwei's ears.

"Reluctance?" Mo Chiwei started the car. "Why is the leading actor Feng Qu?"

Mo Chiwei asked coldly.

Tang Xinyan didn't have any answer to this question, she turned her face away from the window directly.

On the way back, neither of them spoke. Mo Chiwei was driving very fast. Even though Tang Xinyan was a little afraid of such a fast speed, but...but she still stubbornly did not make a sound.Even if the stomach is already uncomfortable as if it is about to roll over.

When the car parked in the courtyard of the villa, Tang Xinyan jumped out of the car immediately, and squatted beside the car with an upset stomach.

Mo Chiwei did not expect that Tang Xinyan would vomit so badly.

It took a while for Tang Xinyan to feel more comfortable. She struggled to stand up, probably because she had been squatting on the ground for too long. When she got up, her body instantly lost its stability.

"Be careful."

Mo Chiwei, who had been standing by her side all the time, wrapped his arms around her and hugged her directly.

Snuggling in Mo Chiwei's arms, Tang Xinyan was happy, but thinking of this chest without a trace of fat, and that other women had snuggled up to her before, the nausea that had just subsided in Tang Xinyan's body surged up again.

She quickly covered her mouth and ran directly to the room.

Her arms made her sick?
Looking at Tang Xinyan's leaving back, Mo Chiwei's handsome face was covered with a layer of coldness like a thousand years of ice.

Tang Xinyan, who returned to her room, rushed straight into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, she walked out of the bathroom with a weak voice.

"Mo Chiwei, I don't have the strength to argue with you. If you have enough energy, you can go to your good friend Zhao Xinxin to pass the time."

Tang Xinyan said coldly.

Mo Chiwei stood up from the sofa and went directly to Tang Xinyan.

"You haven't answered me yet, why did you choose to film with Feng Qu?" Mo Chiwei asked again, his black pupils as deep as the sea locked tightly on Tang Xinyan's body.

"I don't need to report to you about work, because you never told me about work, so I... have no way to give you an answer."

After saying this, Tang Xinyan lay down on the bed, and she closed her eyes as she was physically and mentally exhausted.

Seeing that Tang Xinyan fell asleep quickly, Mo Chiwei frowned tightly, and after covering Tang Xinyan with the quilt, he left the room lightly.

Mo Chiwei, who returned to the office, directly called Jian Cheng to his office.

"Go and investigate immediately. In the next half month, all my woman's itineraries, remember, all of them."

Mo Chiwei ordered.

"Investigate the young mistress?" Jian Cheng was a little surprised to hear such an order. "President, you... you investigate the young mistress, are you not afraid that she... will be angry?"

Jane asked cautiously.

A sly fox-like smile flashed across Mo Chiwei's handsome face.

"She won't have a chance to get angry because I'll keep her so busy she just wants to sleep and not be able to think about anything else."

Mo Chiwei opened his thin lips and said in an unhurried manner.

(End of this chapter)