Wife, don't try to escape

Seeing the smelly vomit on his body, Mo Yichen had a black line on his face. It happened that Xu Xiaoya was still restless. She rushed over madly and hugged Mo Yichen.

"Yi Chen, please don't leave me, please!"

Jiang Yurou holds her mobile phone and stands on the terrace. She looks at the entrance of the villa without blinking. The sky has revealed the white belly of fish, but Mo Yichen has disappeared.

A few hours ago, Xiaojia told her on the phone that the reception was over. Worried about him, she called him and turned it off.

Wait a little longer, maybe he will come back. It is in this mood that she stood on the terrace for more than six hours.

At dawn, Jiang Yurou turned around with a bitter smile. At this time, her mobile phone rang. A text message came in. Jiang opened it to see the content of the message. Jiang Yurou's face became pale. She hurried out with her mobile phone.

On the 18th floor of Jingcheng Hotel, Jiang Yurou held her mobile phone and wandered in the corridor. Her face was still so pale and her hands were trembling slightly, showing her inner struggle.

The mobile phone in her hand suddenly made a sound. She looked at the screen. It was Zhou Yang's number. The familiar voice sounded "sorry, wife, I had something urgent to deal with last night, so I didn't go home for fear of disturbing your sleep, so I didn't call you." Mo Yichen's voice was as gentle as before.

"Yi Chen, where are you now?"

"I'm in the hotel and ready to go back to the company right away!" he replied.

"In the hotel?" Jiang Yurou clenched the phone in her hand. She tried her best to control her emotions, but her voice still trembled slightly.

"Wife, are you uncomfortable?" Mo Yichen noticed her abnormality.

"No, I'm fine!"

"Remember to have breakfast! I'll call you when I get to the company later!" Mo Yichen gently told, and Jiang Yurou promised to hang up quickly.

After a while, the door of the presidential suite was opened. Mo Yichen came out, followed by his special assistant Zhou Yang. Then the door was closed. Seeing Zhou Yang behind Mo Yichen, Jiang Yurou was obviously relieved, and her hand holding the phone felt. At this time, the door was opened again.

"Yi Chen, your watch!"

Jiang Yurou's eyes stared at Xu Xiaoya in her pajamas. The big star's clothes were untidy at the moment, especially her bare snow-white skin. At the moment, she was holding Mo Yichen's watch.

Mo Yichen turned back, took the watch, put it on, and said to Xu Xiaoya gently and considerately, "pay attention to your body!" and then strode away.

Mo Yichen's figure hurriedly disappeared at the elevator entrance. Jiang Yurou stared at his back and suddenly found that his clothes were not the one he wore when he went out yesterday morning. It was clearly a sunny summer, but Jiang Yurou still felt cold like ice. Only then did I know that she also had heartache. The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe. A smell of fishy sweetness came from her mouth immediately. Her fingers stroked her bitten lips and smiled.

Watching Mo Yichen leave, Xu Xiaoya, who was not well dressed, turned to close the door, but when she closed the door, she glanced askance at Jiang Yurou in the corridor. She immediately showed a lazy look and yawned. That lazy look made Jiang Yurou feel like a needle in her heart.

"President, your phone!" seeing Mo Yichen entering the office, the front desk quickly answered the phone. Mo Yichen went to pick up the phone. "Mo Yichen, why is your mobile phone off?" Mrs. Mo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I didn't turn it off, but there was no electricity..."

"Don't you think this reason is very lame?" Mrs. Mo's voice increased a few decibels. "Can you tell me what happened last night?"

"What's going on?"

"Why bother with Xu Xiaoya?" Mrs. Mo's voice on the other end of the phone was surprisingly high. Mo Yichen frowned, took the mobile phone away from her ears, and held down her voice patiently. "Mom, I'll explain this incident to you later!"

"Now is the question to explain to me? You are an adult. Don't you do things through your brain? I can understand that you made films for investment before, and I can understand that you held a cocktail party for her last night, but what's the matter if you don't go home? Why accompany Xu Xiaoya to the hotel?"

"How do you know about the hotel?" Mo Yichen was startled.

"How do I know? It's all in the newspaper. Can I not know?" Mrs. Mo snorted coldly. In fact, she didn't know that Mo Yichen didn't go home. Mo Yiting told her early in the morning that Mo Yichen and Xu Xiaoya opened a room in the hotel last night and was photographed by the reporter. "If you let your grandpa know about it, I'll see how you end up!"

As he was talking, Zhou Yang came in with a newspaper and saw Mo Yichen talking on the phone. He silently put the newspaper in front of him. Mo Yichen looked at the newspaper. These paparazzi really penetrated everywhere. In order to prevent being watched, he had made protection, but in the end, he was still 100 secret and sparse.

damn! He scolded, but his conversation with Mrs. Mo didn't show, "Mom, you don't have to worry. Grandpa never cares about these gossip." Mo Yichen frowned,

"Although your grandpa doesn't care about entertainment gossip, don't forget that you are not alone now. You have been married!" Mrs. Mo reminded.

"When did mom begin to care about the soft feeling?" Mo Yichen asked in a sarcastic tone.

Mrs. Mo naturally heard the sarcasm in his tone. Indeed, she didn't like Jiang Yurou, but she didn't hate it. At least when Mo Yichen said she wanted to marry Jiang Yurou, she didn't completely object, "I know you've been blaming us for Xu Xiaoya at the beginning and think we were cruel, but as parents, who wants a woman like her to be a daughter-in-law..."

"It's over!" Mo Yichen didn't want to mention this topic again.

"Yi Chen, I have to remind you that your grandfather likes your daughter-in-law very much. If your daughter-in-law stabs your grandfather in the ear about the hotel, it's not a small thing!" Mrs. Mo reminded.

"She won't tell Grandpa!"

"Why are you so sure?" Mrs. Mo wondered that women are naturally jealous. Mo Yichen and Jiang Yurou love each other harmoniously. How can they not be jealous of Mo Yichen's affair? Thinking of this problem, Mrs. Mo couldn't help recalling the fact that she asked Jiang Yurou not to have children too early. At that time, she thought Jiang Yurou would object, But the result was that after she finished, Jiang Yurou's expression was a little relieved. Do you?

"What happened in the hotel last night was just exaggerated by the outside world. Xiaoya and I were very innocent. Besides, Rourou always knew the whole thing. She would only make trouble with me and would never stab grandpa!" Mo Yichen quickly replied.

Just called Jiang Yurou, her tone was very calm. It seemed that she didn't know about the incident, but the paper couldn't cover the fire. How would he explain.