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

Chapter 467 Are You Afraid Of Falling In Love With Me?

Tang Xinyan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of her. The blood in her body was like surging waves. After gathering together, it hit her heart hard.

For a moment, the chest hurt like it was about to burst.

The widened pupils were filled with uncomfortable water mist, but she kept trying not to let it flow out.

Her white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, her thick and curled eyelashes trembling violently.

Without deliberately lowering her voice, she asked him again in her normal voice, "Is it really the one who doesn't matter, that's why I'm the only one who forgets me?"

Mo Chiwei thought of her father, and his close relatives who were separated from him by yin and yang. His handsome silhouette exuded a cold and cold light, and his thin lips said a word coldly, "Yes."

Tang Xinyan's body trembled unsteadily, her back pressed against the sink, she raised her head slightly, forcing back the tears that were about to flow out of her eyes.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be choked by someone's hands.

She kept telling herself that it must not be what he said.

Before he lost his memory, his kindness to her and his love for her were genuine and indelible.

Maybe, it was during that time that she hurt his heart too much for his father's affairs, so that he would forget her.

The current him is not the complete him, no matter how ugly his words are, or how much they hurt her heart, she will bear it.

Closing her eyes, she tried her best to adjust her emotions, and when she looked at him again, her eyes regained her calm, "Are you afraid?"

Mo Chiwei narrowed his deep and sharp eyes, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his thin lips, "What are you afraid of? Don't waste your time anymore, pack up and leave here tomorrow."

Tang Xinyan looked at him indifferently, as if her heart had been severely gouged out with a sharp knife.

He is still the handsome, cold and noble man in her impression, but, compared to before, he has less intimacy and more coldness and indifference that make her unable to get close.

Looking at his indifferent and cold appearance, the tears she finally forced back blurred her entire eyeballs again.

All the viscera and six internal organs are tightly gripped and painful.

If he hadn't been nice to her before, she really didn't know if she would run away in panic——

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes stained with tears, trembling like a wounded butterfly.

It wasn't until she regained her composure that she opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Do you dare to give me a month?"

Mo Chiwei frowned slightly, "What?"

"Let me stay with you for a month, and I'll make you fall in love with me again."

There was a cold sneer between his thin and cold lips, "Impossible." It is impossible for him to fall in love with the daughter of the enemy who killed his dearest relative.

Not giving her a chance to speak anymore, he turned around and left coldly.

Tang Xinyan's hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of her hands jumped up suddenly.

A few seconds later, she chased him out and saw him walking upstairs. She lost control of her emotions and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you afraid? You are afraid of falling in love with me. It must be like this. You can't fool me!"

Mo Chiwei paused in his footsteps.

The lines of his face were extremely tense, and his face was so gloomy that it dripped water.

Tang Xinyan thought that he would turn around and say something to her, but he just paused for a few seconds before continuing to walk forward without looking back.

After a while, she heard the sound of the study door being slammed shut.

Tang Xinyan's soul seemed to be shaken out by the huge noise.

(End of this chapter)