MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 65 He has no position to control her now

  Chapter 65 He has no position to control her now

  She was about to open her lips when someone put down the teacup as if she had sensed it. He straightened his cuffs and stood up, "Rest early."

  She breathed a sigh of relief, and then stood up, "Be careful on the road."

  Xi Mo didn't leave immediately, but stood still and stared at her, his thin lips parted slightly, "I have a heartfelt request."

  Wen Hua: "Huh?"

   "Add a WeChat."

  She didn't speak for a moment.

  He guessed her reaction, "Give it?"

  For some reason, she raised her chin slightly, her tone was as light as a feather, "No."

  The man looked at her soft and somewhat arrogant look, and laughed softly.

  His low-alcohol and magnetic voice came to the eardrums as if bewitching, and Wen Hua's cheeks turned red soon.

  Xi Mo was afraid that she would be really angry, so he stopped laughing, and returned to a dignified look, "I can't find you if you don't give me your contact information."

  She lowered her eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Why do you want me?"

   "Take you to dinner."

   "Don't you have many ways?"

   "I don't have much to do," he stared at her, whispering, "I won't be able to find you when you hide from me on purpose."

  Wen Wei pursed her lips and said nothing.

  The cuckoo clock on the wall rang the hour, ten o'clock.

   "Go to bed early." He instructed and left.

  Wen Hua sat in the living room for a while, the TV was noisy, but she still didn't listen to anything.

  After the accident, her father transferred her to another school and severed all connections there.

  She was in a bad state at the time, and felt that it was a shameful thing, and she couldn't continue to face the students over there. Her mobile phone was confiscated by her father, and she never contacted the people there again.

   Maybe everyone will think she is cold and heartless.

  What about him, he said... he likes himself, they have known each other for many years, but the time they have really been together is less than ten months, and he used to be so cold and arrogant, how could he have a character that would silently like someone for many years.

  No matter how you think about it, she finds it incredible, but he admitted it himself, with such a serious tone...

  When these words came out of his mouth, there was both undeniable prestige and bizarre fantasy.

  Going back to school the next day, she sat in the library all afternoon when there was no class in the afternoon.

  When I came out, the setting sun was only a few inches from the ground.

  Behind the library is a wide asphalt road, with sycamores planted on both sides of the road, the scenery is beautiful in autumn, and it is also eye-catching green with luxuriant branches and leaves in summer. She likes this road very much.

   After walking for a while with her head down, a car behind her honked her horn. She turned around and saw a Bentley with a smooth body.

  Xi Mo parked the car beside her, "I brought you a small cake."

  He shook the small fruit cake on the co-pilot and asked her, "Do you want to eat?"

  Wen Hua looked at him with the look of 'get in my car if you want to eat', the corners of his mouth almost couldn't help the arc.

childish.

   "My roommates are waiting for me to eat," she blurted out.

  She was stunned for a moment when she said it, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

   Obviously the roommates went out to play.

  The people in the car obviously didn't expect her to say that. Originally, he wanted to pick her up to go out for dinner. Since she has an appointment...

   "Bring the cake." He handed the cake to her, "Do you need me to take you to the cafeteria?"

"…Need not."

   Also, it's a bit ostentatious, she probably doesn't like it.

   "Then eat well and go to bed early at night, don't work too hard."

"oh."

  She responded casually, and left with a small cake.

  Xi Mo looked at her back for a long time until he couldn't see anything clearly.

   Yu's special assistant called.

   "Mr. Xi, the box reserved by Qingyan Restaurant is at No. 13 on the fifth floor..."

   "Cancel."

"…yes."

  Wen Hua walked a long way carrying the cake, her lips gradually pursed into a line.

  Take out your mobile phone to call your roommate, the laughter and loud music on the other end are a bit noisy.

   "Hey, what's wrong with Luo Xi?"

   "Are you still coming back?"

   "Return."

   “Bring me some barbecue and beer on the way.”

   "Do you want to come over to play? The bar is very lively tonight."

  Wen Hua paused, "Give me the address."

  —

  The lights in the largest bar in the city are blurred, and the men and women twisting their waists on the dance floor don't seem to mind the loud music at all.

  In the booth on the second floor, the peach-eyed man unbuttoned his shirt three times, revealing his **** collarbone. He held a wine glass in one hand, and leisurely teased the impatient person who had been impatient since he came in.

   "Drink, old Xi, you don't even drink alcohol now?"

  Xi Mo's perfect handsome face is clearly defined under the light of changing colors, his black pupils are dark, his shirt is buttoned up to the top meticulously, and his whole body is modest.

   "I have to drive later."

   "It's fine to call your assistant over. If it's not possible, I'll call you a substitute driver." Xie Juan looked foolish, "Why is the old man so late, why is he so busy doing things after talking about his girlfriend?"

  The protagonist arrived just after he finished speaking. Fu Ming was wearing a black jacket. He originally planned to give Xi Mo a loving hug first, but right now he has more important things to do.

   "Old Xi! Guess who I saw?!"

  Xie Jun saw the incredulity and surprise on his face, which could make Fu Ming show such an expression, and the person who Lao Xi also cared about, he frowned and guessed, "Could it be..."

   "Wen Hua! I saw your white moonlight."

  Xi Mo thought of the person he met at school an hour ago, and moved his lips unhurriedly, "You read it wrong."

   "I knew you wouldn't believe it." Fu Ming dug out the photo he just took, "Look for yourself, who else looks like this except her."

  Looking at the photo for a few seconds, Xi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly after a while.

The woman in the photo has changed into different clothes from the afternoon. She is wearing a dark red mermaid skirt with wrap-around hips. The upper body is a slim sweater that outlines the figure. The hem of the clothes is tucked into the waist. The waistline is tight and slender. Coupled with the specially made exquisite makeup, a casual look is enough to make a man fall.

  Xie Jun also saw the beauty in the photo. He glanced at the person whose face was sinking like water, and joked, "Yo, Wen Xiaohua is really the president, and she looks even better than before."

  With a polite smile on her face, and holding the small cake he gave her in her hand, she was led upstairs by a man.

  Compared to many women in the bar, her attire is quite standard, not showing anything, but Xi Mo still felt slightly displeased when he saw the attractive woman in the photo.

  He forced himself to stop the strange emotions rising up in his heart.

  He has no position to control her now.

   It seems that she is also on the second floor.

  In the deck in the northwest, everyone was playing flying chess, and Wen Hua was eating barbecue while watching everyone play chess with great interest.

   Several people were having fun, and a waiter brought several plates of fruit salad, low-alcohol fruit wine, and some small bread.

   "Did you make a mistake, we didn't order it."

  The waiter replied respectfully: "It was delivered by a gentleman at booth No. 1."

   "Oh? Who is it for?"

   "Miss Wen."

  The roommates yelled at her, "If Luo Xi makes a move, just sitting here will attract bees and butterflies."

  Wen Hua wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth, and said to the waiter, "You can return it, we don't need it."

  Who knows the intentions of the people who are courting you in the bar.

  The waiter wondered: "This is difficult for me, you can handle it yourself."

  Lin Wei stood up clutching his stomach, "You guys play this game first, I'll go to the bathroom."

  (end of this chapter)