Chapter 559: Extraordinary

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Jiangcheng.
The waves and wind of Jiangcheng never seem to stop.
Wen Yan stood in front of the window, looking at the sea in the distance, calm, distant, and could not see the end.
A minute ago, Mo Shiqian pushed out the door, probably to go to Chi Huan.
Is a lover finally a dependent?
She closed her eyes, and her pale lips made a little smile, which was really affectionate.
"Beep", two sounds of slamming doors sounded in the sound of quiet waves, and then the door of the senior ward was pushed open, and footsteps rang behind her, from far to near.
Wen Yan didn't look back, his voice was very light, mixed with some tiredness that was not deep or shallow, and cool, "Is that woman dead?"
An extremely magnetic and extremely indifferent voice sounded behind her, "You want her to die?"
She froze, turned and turned her head, and a beautiful gloomy face caught her eyes.
Mo Shichen's face is no less than that of Mo Shiqian. Even when he did not have amnesia, his temperament was noble and indifferent, and the elegant gentleman was a standard nobleman. In a sense, it was true. Really proud of heaven.
Standing in front of her at this time, half-blooded, dark red and sullen, her eyes were dark and opaque, and she cast her eyes high on her body, twirling the cold and mocking scorn, and the arc of the lips Seemingly non-smiling.
Wen Yi laughed heartily. She has been in a high position these years, and few men dare to face her with a mocking face.
He was also unscrupulous, and he was expectant. He didn't mean to converge.
When the man was president, he was still overjoyed, and it was the beauty of all women.
He is arrogant now when he catches a fish.
She tilted her head slightly and smiled wryly. "If I said that I was expecting her to die like this, wouldn't it be true, do you want to vent your grievances on me?"
He stared at her and said lightly, "Are you Mo Shichen's wife?"
Wen Zheng looked at his indifferent face, and also ripped his lips. "Do you not recognize yourself as Mo Shichen or do you not recognize me as your wife?"
The man raised the corner of his lips, and smiled softly. "I want to ask, are you a woman of his own choosing, or was someone forced him?"
Her stiffness, with hard to find features, was taken into his eyes.
The man opened his long legs, approaching one meter eighty-seven and pressed her in front of him, but lowered his head slightly. From a distance, it seemed like an intimate whisper, but only Wen Yue himself could clearly capture him There was a hidden maliciousness in his voice, "I'm guessing, from the hair to the heel, you write the famous door and the social elite ... like a template for walking."
He was slender but seemed to stir her hair with a finger, and laughed lowly. The malice melted deeper, "However, it doesn't look like the type I would like and choose."
He is too close to her.
For a long time no man was so close to her, so close that the contents of her brain faded like tide, leaving only a blank.
The breath belonging to him shrouded her and drowned her sense of smell, the taste was not the same as her memory, but it became richer and more aggressive.
Wen Zheng took two steps back and withdrew from his scope.
She raised her eyelids and chuckled softly. "Li Qianrui is more like a woman you would like to choose with?"
This is an understatement, but the contempt and superiority in it are not difficult to speculate.
Especially for people like Mo Shichen, even if he has amnesia, this ability is still there.
She does have contempt and superiority.
Because of beauty, education, family history, and almost every aspect, she can crush Li Qianrui who grew up in a fishing village with absolute advantages.
Mo Shichen narrowed his eyes, yelling softly in the corners of his lips. "You shouldn't say that, Miss Wen. First, she was already my unmarried wife in my heart. Anyone said in front of me that she was half The word is not, I do n’t like it. Second, she was killed by a gunshot. She was a bullet that blocked me. If she really died, she died for me, even if I restored my memory. I think of her past, and I will never forget her again. "
Do you still love him?
After receiving the news in Paris, she flew directly to the present. In the long ten hours, she had not thought about such a problem.
In fact, five years is enough to forget someone.
Oh, it seems that sometimes it is not enough, just like Mo Shiqian can not forget Chi Huan, no matter how hate it is, it is covered with love.
She knew that when he was alive, there was only joy in her body.
Does she still love him?
When he was "alive," she had almost wiped out her love, sharpened her young girl's heart cold and hard, and was too tired to wave.
Except when he was "dead", she was wrapped in wounded despair.
He was "alive", and she was still surprised by herself.
She remembered him all these years, and didn't have any unforgettable feelings, but she was in a daze for a long time.
In addition to life and death, she felt that she had already taken a faint look at other things about him, but the phrase [she is already my unmarried wife in my heart] is still like a cold needle. In the softest part of her heart.
It's too much.
The man always seemed to feel that she was the object of unscrupulous harm.
Those suffocating emotions were sunk into her heart, and Wen Jun's manicured nails pierced into the palm of her hand, but a slight smile appeared on her face. , After you told me last time, you still married me ashamed. "
Mo Shichen pulled a more indifferent radian on his lips. "It seems that you used to be very unpopular."
"You yourself are not a good thing. You can match me with such unpopularity because my eyes are not good ten years ago."
Wen Ye looked at his "tattered" body, but still had a handsome and unhalved face, turned his fingers and turned to face the deep blue sea again, and she restored her usual tenderness over the years, "Abel. "
As soon as she heard this, a tall foreign man walked in immediately outside the door, her bodyguard.
He walked behind Mo Shichen and said respectfully, "Miss Wen, what do you have to command?"
She said lightly, "Go to the mall to buy a suit for your grandson, and then arrange the best doctor to prepare him for a full body examination."
"Yes."
The bodyguard answered and quietly backed out.
Mo Shichen looked at her back, squinting coldly, "What do you mean?"
"Obligations," she didn't look back, her eyes looked like the deep ocean in the distance, her eyes were calm and calm, and there was an undercurrent undetectable in the depths. I will take care of you. You do n’t remember me now, it ’s okay, but you should be better to me, because you have always regretted that you were not good enough for me and hope to make up for me.