The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 462 Jealous
"Ah Leng, are you asleep?"

Tang Xinyan was puzzled, who is Ah Leng?

Is it Mo Chiwei's nickname?

Why didn't he tell her his name when he remembered her before?
Or, the most intimate name that only his first love can call?
Tang Xinyan bit her lip.

She admitted that she was jealous.

However, there was nothing he could do about it now.

"No, go out and do some shopping." His voice was flat, and at first hearing, he couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs, but Tang Xinyan still felt that the tone he spoke to his first love was different from that to her.

To her, it was a completely cold attitude.

Tang Xinyan knew that it was useless to worry about these things, it would only make her more depressed and uncomfortable, but some emotions emanated from the bottom of her heart naturally, and she couldn't control herself.

"buy what?"

"Coffee beans."

"Why didn't Auntie restock in advance? By the way, I want to hold my birthday at your villa. How about having a small party then?"

He pursed his thin lips, and after a few seconds of silence, he said to her, "As long as you are happy."

Meng Baizhi giggled, and after calling MUMA on the phone, she ended the call.

Tang Xinyan already had the feeling of scratching her heart and lungs, the sourness in her heart flooded her limbs like a tide, she smiled coldly, "Sir and your fiancée have such a good relationship."

Mo Chiwei glanced at the eccentric woman behind him through the rearview mirror, and said with a condensed expression, "Didn't Auntie teach you the rules? Is this how you speak to your employer?"

Tang Xinyan looked at his handsome and sharp side face, turned her face out of the car window, and said in a muffled voice, "Seeing that my husband and his fiancée have such a good relationship, I think of my husband. After he left me, he got back with his first love. It's really heartless!"

Mo Chiwei replied indifferently, "I'm not interested in listening to your business."

Tang Xinyan didn't say anything else, she looked at the bustling and unfamiliar street scene outside the car window, her vision gradually became blurred...

……

Arrived at the coffee shop.

Mo Chiwei didn't get out of the car, he told Tang Xinyan the brand of coffee beans he usually drank.

After she asked the clerk to buy it, she returned to the car.

On the way back, the two of them didn't talk at all, and there was an unusual silence.

At the entrance of the villa, Tang Xinyan got out of the car first, without even saying hello, she went straight into the villa.

Looking at the black figure, Mo Chiwei raised his long finger and pressed the center of his brow.

Where did he offend her?

How could a servant be more tempered than him?
……

Mo Chiwei parked the car, smoked a cigarette outside, changed his shoes and just arrived at the lobby when he heard the door of the servant's room being closed.

On the coffee table, a cup of freshly ground coffee has already been brewed.

He picked it up and took a sip.

The coffee she makes is more to his liking than the one made by the aunt.

……

In the middle of the night, Tang Xinyan woke up from her dream.

After she came out of the room and took a sip of warm water, she couldn't help but go upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she walked in lightly.

There was only one orange wall lamp left in the room. He was lying sideways on the bed, as if he was dreaming. He was not sleeping peacefully, and his jet-black eyebrows were tightly knit.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tang Xinyan hadn't seen him so closely for a long time.

Her slender fingertips could not help but swipe towards the center of his brow.

When he was about to touch him, he was afraid of waking him up, so he withdrew his hand abruptly.

In the eye sockets, a thin mist gushed out.

She was afraid that she would lose control of her emotions if she continued to watch like this, so she leaned over and kissed his cold thin lips, then turned around and left with trembling shoulders.

(End of this chapter)