Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It? - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: You’ve Never Really Had Her, But You’re Going to Lose Her

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

Ning Youran knew Chi Huan’s character well and what Chi Huan had done was indeed her style, so Ning Youran didn’t say anything more.

After the minor incident, the mood where Chi Huan wanted to drink wine was almost affected. And after they just had a few glasses of low-grade red wine, Chi Huan remembered that she hadn’t had dinner yet. She said that she was hungry, so they simply went to a nearby restaurant.

They were eating, chatting and drinking at the restaurant.

It took them almost an hour or two to finish the meal. When Ning Youran paid the bill, Chi Huan was already so drunk that she could not stand up.

Ning Youran helped her up with difficulty and asked her, “Huan’er, do you want your boyfriend to pick you up or Mo Shiqian?”

Chi Huan held her arm and rested her head on her shoulder. “Well… of course… my boyfriend.”

“Then give me your phone, and I will call him.”

Ning Youran didn’t know if Chi Huan had heard her words. Chi Huan just rubbed her closed eyes against Ning Youran’s shoulder; she didn’t answer her, nor did she take out her mobile phone.

Ning Youran had no choice. She didn’t have Mo Xigu’s number. Even if Chi Huan took out her phone, she couldn’t unlock it… Seeing that Chi Huan was drunk like this, it would be impossible for her to unlock the phone.

So Ning Youran flipped out her own mobile phone from her bag, and it took awhile for her to find Mo Shiqian’s number – She still remembered that when Chi Huan gave her the number, Chi Huan had said that if she couldn’t find her, she could call her bodyguard.

The phone went through after ringing for a while.

“Is that Mo Shiqian? I’m Chi Huan’s friend. I was also at the Nineteen-Ninety-Nine a moment ago. Is it convenient for you now?”

After a moment, the man’s cold, low and deep voice sounded, “What happened to her?”

The ‘her’ he meant was obvious.

“Oh, here’s the thing. Huan’er is drunk. I don’t have her boyfriend’s number. Can you come and take her home?”

After a few more seconds of silence, the man’s tone remained unchanged and he said, “Miss Ning, I will give you Mister Mo’s number and you can ask him to pick her up.”

Ning Youran frowned and was a little dissatisfied. He was Chi Huan’s bodyguard whose duty was to pick up Chi Huan, besides, just now at the Nineteen Ninety-Nine, Chi Huan had defended him like that, but he returned it with such an attitude?

Mo Shiqian probably guessed her thoughts, so he said flatly on the other end, “Young Miss is drunk probably because she argued with Mister Mo.”

Ning Youran was not a stupid person, and she naturally understood what he meant. If Huan’er had quarreled with Mo Xigu, this may be a good chance for them to make up. “Well, okay then, send me his number.”

Less than ten seconds later, after hanging up, Mo Shiqian sent the number over.

Ning Youran dialed the number straightaway.

At a ward of a certain hospital.

Mo Xigu looked at the woman on the bed distractedly and he immediately picked up his phone as soon as it vibrated.

The unfamiliar number without a name was displayed on the phone. At that moment, the light sleeper Su Yabing uttered a dream word, so Mo Xigu frowned and slid his thumb across the screen to hang up the phone.

However, before he put the phone back down, the phone vibrated again. He frowned and held the phone tightly, when he was going to hang it up again he found that Mo Shiqian’s name was displayed on the screen.

His eyes froze and then darkened. He strode towards the door and slid across the answer button when opening the door.

And then he heard two indifferent and light words, “Mr. Mo.”

Mo Xigu stood in the long corridor of the hospital, and the pale hue was immersed in the smell of different disinfectants. “What are you calling me for?”

Mo Shiqian said quietly on the other end of the line. “Young Miss is drunk.”

Chi Huan was drunk.

Mo Xigu’s thin lips clamped tightly, and that feeling of deeper dissatisfaction surged again, so he closed his eyes and said with a darkened face, “Okay, I know.”

“Mr. Mo, I will give you a piece of advice,” the man’s voice from the other end of the phone was clear and indifferent, “Chi Huan is not as sinister as you think, and Su Yabing is not as simple as you think. You should not be too confident in women’s oral promises saying they like you. You’ve never really had her, but you’re going to lose her now.”

Mo Xigu was stunned for a while, and before he could say anything, Mo Shiqian had hung up the phone.

The man’s cold and even slightly mocking words echoed in Mo Xigu’s ears.

–You’ve never really had her, but you’re going to lose her now.–

Ning Youran called Mo Xigu a second time. He stared at the string of numbers and finally answered the call.

“Is that Mo Xigu? I am Chi Huan’s friend.”

“Where are you and Chi Huan?”

“Ah?”

“I will come and pick her up, where are you?”

Ning Youran was a little puzzled. She hadn’t said what happened yet. But she didn’t think too much and told him the address, “We are in the valley house on the opposite side of the Nineteen-Ninety-Nine, do you know the place?”

“Yes, I’ll be right over.”

Before Ning Youran could agree, she could only hear the beeping sound of the phone.

Mo Xigu put away his phone and went back to the ward, only to find that the woman who lay there had woken up. Her face was pale and bloodless, just like a sheet of paper, and her whole person was also as thin as a piece of paper.

“Sorry, did I wake you up?”

Su Yabing shook her head gently. “Xigu.”

“The doctor said you need rest, so you’d better go back to sleep.”

The woman’s eyes were full of sadness. “Your mother said, in two days… you will marry her…”

Mo Xigu looked at her, and remained silent for a few seconds. “Yes.”

She asked with a little bit of difficulty, “Is that… because of me?”

“No, I had planned to marry her.”

“Then… Xigu, do you love her?”

Love?

Suddenly the scene in which she was holding the red roses and smiling when he gave her the flowers appeared in his mind. His throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn’t admit it or say anything to deny it.

Su Yabing repeated the question again, “Do you love her?”

Before the sentence was finished, tears had overflowed from her eyes. She looked pale, painful, and even desperate.

She lowered her head, and her tears fell onto the quilt but she still forced herself to smile and said, “In your heart, did you blame me… because I married someone else not long after I left you?”

Mo Xigu looked at her without saying anything.

She was actually right. He had blamed her because when he was still in pain, she married someone else.

Su Yabing raised her head and her tears had spread across her face, then she said with a pleading look in her sad eyes, “If you don’t love her… Can you not marry her?”

She bit her lips hard. “I had just wanted to come back and see what kind of girl you would marry… but I found that I really can’t watch you get married…”

She sat on the hospital bed and was choked with sobs. Her shoulders were shaking, as if she would collapse at any time.

Mo Xigu looked at her long black hair that scattered over the white mattress, and his heart softened inevitably. Once upon a time, he thought that he would love her forever.

However, the result was that, after being forced by his mother, she could only cut her wrist to keep herself intact.

With a low sigh, he still walked over and leaned over to embrace her.

…

Twenty minutes later.

Ning Youran looked at Chi Huan who was lying on the table. She kept checking the time as she waited.

Until a man in his forties came over and asked politely, “Excuse me, are you Miss Chi and Miss Ning?”

Ning Youran frowned. “Yes, we are, and who are you?”

“I’m Mr. Mo’s driver. Mr. Mo asked me to take Miss Chi back home.”