Chapter 800: As long as you have a little softheartedness towards him, he can eat you to death

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"I know Grandpa."
After hanging up the phone, he put the phone on the coffee table in front. The wound not only hurts, but it hurts easily. Mo Shichen put the pillow on the sofa at the top, the headrest on it, and half of his body was lying On the sofa.
In the bedroom.
After Wen Ye entered the door, she fell to the bed, sinking herself deeply into the soft mattress. There was no movement outside. She did not know whether she did not hear the door opening or closing, or whether the man outside did not leave. .
She closed her eyes and just lay on the bed, saying that it felt like not being there, maybe nothing.
Just a few minutes later, her cellphone, which was still in bed before going into the bath, rang.
If it wasn't for the man who might still be outside, she might have thought that he didn't want to look at the phone. She touched the source and felt it, and soon she felt it and picked it up.
Caller ID: Brother.
She pursed her lips and chose to answer without much thought. The voice was low, "Brother."
"Where are you now."
"In my own apartment."
Wen Hanzhang was silent for a moment, and murmured directly, "Shen Yu just called me."
What is said is naturally self-evident.
She murmured, "I'm fine."
"Not happy at first sight."
She pursed her lips. "It wasn't something to be happy at all."
Wen Hanchen laughed at that end, "Did you have dinner?"
"No, I don't want to eat."
"Is this making you unhappy?" Wen Han slowly walked slowly, the tone was like an ordinary chat, there was no special comfort in it, "still, if he didn't lie to you, you are ready to be with him, so now Are you so disappointed and angry? "
"I'm mad at myself, can't I?"
"Annoyed that he was soft-hearted and was being pinched by him again and again?"
"..."
Wen Yi spoke after a while, his voice irritable, "He is still outside now."
"He went to you so soon?"
"Ok."
"Find a property and ask the security guards to throw him out, or report to him directly for harassment."
"..."
"Throw him out today, and tomorrow he will find a way. I will find a bodyguard to deal with him. He can find more people."
Wen Han faintly said, "At least it ’s clean today, or if you are so hard-hearted, while he is weak now, hit him with a few wounds and let him roll to the hospital for another two months, like that, You have two more months to pass. "
"..."
Wen Yan was speechless, "Brother, are you serious?"
"Why, reluctant?"
"No."
"He can shoot at himself. You ca n’t even do that. With this disparity, you will not be his opponent for another ten years. A man like Grandpa Mo, as long as you treat him With a little softness, he can eat you to death. Now, you have been eaten by him. "
Wen Yan said nothing.
She didn't understand what her brother said.
She told Mo Shichen that she could not want him after being separated, no regret, no memory, and could refuse all his goodwill, but her skill was not enough to see him injured and remain indifferent.
"Or," Wen Han said faintly, "If you can't be ruthless to him, just be ruthless to yourself, don't struggle anymore, let him leave it."
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After hanging up, Wen Ye was even more upset.
She didn't want to go out and smash his wound, she didn't want to see him at all.
I turned over on the bed for a while, from the head to the end of the bed, changed my posture from the left to the right, and finally lay on the bed simply, letting my brain empty, just slept over and slept until tomorrow.
The brain that was supposed to be cranky, because of the fatigue or the evasion of the world, slowly became drowsy.
"Ding Jing."
The doorbell rang abruptly, and Wen Ying awoke at the last moment of falling asleep, and the man suddenly sat up.
A few seconds later she slowly remembered what was going on, she held her head and did not get out of bed.
This bell not only awakened Wen Yi, but also Mo Shichen in the living room sofa.
He waited for a minute, and basically determined that Wen Ye was not going to go out, holding the sofa, he slowly opened the door.
Outside the door was the driver he had dispatched an hour ago, carrying two large insulated boxes in his hand, "Master, you and Miss Wen for dinner."
Mo Shichen gave a hum, and reached out to take over.
When the driver saw that his face was pale, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, don't you look good, are you unwell?"
"It's all right, shut the door for me."
He held things in both hands and closed the door with no extra hands.
"Good grandson."
Mo Shichen turned around and walked back to the living room, and the door behind him was also brought by the driver.
He put both insulation boxes on the dining table in the dining room, and then turned back to the living room and walked to the door of the master bedroom. After standing, he raised his hands to buckle the door, and whispered, "Hey, come out for dinner."
The woman inside gave him no response.
Behind a door, it seemed more quiet, like there was no one in it, or she fell asleep.
Mo Shichen continued to knock, "You are angry with me, there is no need to get through with your own body and come out to eat something."
Still no fruit,
After Mo Shichen didn't get any effect for five minutes, he said loudly, "If you come out to eat, I will leave."
One minute after saying this, the door was opened suddenly.
Wen Yan looked at the man standing in front of him.
He stared at him silently for a few seconds, and there was a bit of cold mockery under his eyes.
She broke the silence. "You can go."
Mo Shichen took the corner of his lips and asked, "So you don't want to see me?"
"Do you like to ask knowingly?"
After half a ring, the radian of the corners of his lips faded. "Okay, you want to eat, I'll go."
Her eyelashes moved and there were subtle accidents in her eyes.
Maybe she was accustomed to his entanglement, and abruptly refused, she would be subconsciously unaccustomed.
But this was just a subtle sensation that flashed through, Wen Wen's face didn't have any emotional fluctuations and reveals, just looked at him lightly.
Mo Shichen gave her a deep and long look, then turned around. He went to the coffee table and picked up the mobile phone resting on it. Without looking back at her again, he walked towards the door with long legs.
Wen Ye didn't know what kind of psychology he was out of. He might have to watch out of the door to relax. The sight has never left the figure of the man.
When Mo Shichen walked to the entrance, he seemed to be unable to support his body and raised his hand to support the wall.
Her pupils narrowed, and she took a step forward subconsciously, but stopped in the next second.
Is he really so weak, or the bitter flesh attack has reappeared? The other day, he made the wound exudate, and the blood did not stand still. She pressed it with a stronger force, as for hurting him.
Mostly installed.
This was what he wished, and she really wanted to be eaten by him like her brother said.