Chapter 559： Extraordinary (1/2)

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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?”