The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 243
Compared with Mo Xiqing's relaxed expression, her expression was almost solemn.

Under the night, her pupils like black ink were a little bit silent, her red lips were lightly pursed, and she said in a solemn tone: "Is what you just said true?"

"Which one are you referring to?" Mo Xiqing put one hand in his pocket, and took out a cigarette with the other hand. He didn't light it, and rubbed the end of the cigarette with his slender fingertips.

Tang Yimo looked at the deep eyes behind his mask, but couldn't understand.

Obviously looking back at her intently, but she couldn't see the slightest emotion, couldn't read his heart at the moment.

About that night, in her memory, there is only a dim piece, and the man's hoarse and mellow voice in her ear, telling her not to be afraid, saying that she will marry her.

But he, in the end, broke his promise.

Even if that person is really Mo Xiqing.

Five years late on the promise of redemption.

She is no longer rare.

Tang Yimo's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the intricate emotions in his eyes were covered up bit by bit.

Finally, she raised her eyes again, her eyes were serious and calm: "About that night five years ago, I want to hear your explanation."

Although he tried his best to keep calm, the hand hanging by his side was still unconsciously clenched and then loosened.

Mo Xiqing squeezed the cigarette in his hands.

His tall figure was shrouded in a hazy soft light in the moonlight, which made his aura look extraordinarily cold, tough, and unkind.

But when he looked at her, his eyes softened a little, his thin lips curled up a bit, and his voice was clear and pleasant: "Why do you believe those who fooled them?"

"Fooling?" Tang Yimo's pupils shrank suddenly.

An inexplicable emotion spread in his chest, it seemed to be full of grievances, it was given to the wrong person, and there was a feeling that he had expected it in advance.

That's right, that man can't be Mo Xiqing.

Even if her consciousness is chaotic, she still knows that he was in a state of being calculated that night.

In the capital, Mo Xiqing can be said to cover the sky with one hand.

He is so powerful, how could anyone dare to plot against her?

It was because she cared too much that she didn't understand what he really meant.

Tang Yimo was stunned for a moment, lowering his head, unable to see what he was thinking.

Mo Xiqing's eyes were dark and unpredictable, and he spoke in a secretive voice: "Why, do you care about that man?"

As if thinking of the painful feeling at that time, Tang Yimo frowned delicately, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "I hate him, do you care?"

Mo Xiqing: "..."

The words in his mouth choked back in an instant, and the corners of his lips were pulled, as if a little embarrassed.

But these small emotions just passed by in a flash, and soon, his face turned cold, and his tone was stiff: "I don't care what happened to you before, but since you entered the Mo family, from now on, you can only be my woman."

Tang Yimo glanced at him inexplicably.

It's okay, I feel a little angry.

But yes, no matter what, they are now husband and wife. If she knew that he was with other women... even if they didn't love each other, she would feel uncomfortable.

Having figured it out, Tang Yimo nodded obediently.

Then, she raised her eyebrows lightly: "There is something that needs you to deal with. Regarding Mo Yuchi, he said that since you are not awake, as your younger brother, he should take care of your wife for you."

Taking care of the word, the clear and soft voice is heavy, with some indescribable taste.

Tang Yimo folded his hands on his chest: "Are you sure this is the family rule of your Mo family? If it is, then pretend I didn't say it."

(End of this chapter)