Chapter 488： If you want to keep listening, just hug me (1/2)

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Mo Shi humbly looked at the endless sea. The night had come, and the light was dim, making the look on his face more and more dim to teach people to read the content.

He said lightly, ”Who knows.”

After a while, the bodyguard asked tentatively, ”If it is really the eldest son ... you ...”

I didn't finish this sentence, but what it meant was self-evident.

Who is Mo Shichen? He is a well-known quasi-heir to the Lawrence family. No one has ever questioned this since his birth and before his accident.

To put it plainly, all that Mo Shiqian has today is to pick him up.

If he suddenly ”resurrected from death”, what would the Lawrence family think, what would the people at Clod-Summer think? It ’s okay in Paris. Once you know it, the group that has just settled down soon may be in trouble .

Although President Mo has now firmly established his footing, and his position cannot be easily shaken, it is always troublesome for those in power to abruptly return to the former powers who should have died unexpectedly.

Of course, if the eldest son is alive, President Mo's intention is to make it appear ... or to make him never appear again, they can't guess.

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Nine p.m.

The ebb and flow of the waves never stopped, and Jiangcheng was covered by lights.

When Mo Shiqian returned to the hotel and pushed in, the room was quiet and silent. Only the warm yellow lights were on. He could walk up and walk in. There was only a loneliness that could hear his breath.

He glanced subconsciously and did not see the figure of Chi Huan.

Is it in the bedroom?

The door of the second bedroom was closed.

He frowned unconsciously, and walked to the center of the living room with long legs, preparing to bring his suitcase standing next to the sofa to the master bedroom, and was about to turn around, his motion suddenly stopped.

From where he stood, he could just see where the dining table was in the restaurant.

At a glance, you can see a table full of dinners.

Basically complete.

He loosened his suitcase and lifted his feet into the restaurant.

Under the light, the cutlery cups were clean, obviously, no one had touched them at all.

Mo Shiqian's thin lips were aligned in a straight line, and her eyebrows were slightly gloomy. He turned and walked out of the restaurant, walked to the second bedroom door, and opened the doorknob.

Compared with the warm light in the living room, the dark inside of the room.

If it hadn't been for the light leaking from the living room to make him see the outline of a woman's figure lying on the bed, he might have thought that there was no living person at all.

He went to the bed and turned on the bed light.

She should have been bathed, wearing a nightdress, lying on the white mattress side by side, clean and flirtatious, her hair had been untied, and the seaweed spread out.

”Chi Huan.”

She slept lightly, her head moved, but she did not wake up.

Mo Shiqian's voice increased a bit, deep and extremely low. In this extremely quiet space, there was a terrifying and terrifying feeling. ”Chi Huan—” Chi Huan was awakened, even without knowing why What conditions happened to sit up.

It took a while for her to reflect where she was, raising her hand to brush her long hair back to her head, ”You are back ...”

The man said nothing.

Chi Huan looked up at his silent and unhappy look, thinking he was still angry about what was happening in the afternoon, and he didn't know if he was obviously unwilling to care for her, but why he dug her out of the bed.

Covering her half of her face with her hands, she adjusted her breathing that hadn't slowed yet, she said, ”Is there something wrong?”