Chapter 18

The voice fell, followed by a fatal suffocation.

After venting the anger suppressed in her heart, An Nianxi began to regret it.

"Is it cool to scold me?"

An Nianxi took a deep breath secretly, "What I said is the truth."

"Indeed." Mo Yichen answered simply.

An Nianxi was taken aback.

Mo Yichen sneered, "I'm a businessman, aren't these all the characteristics of a businessman? It seems that you know me quite well."

A gust of evening wind blew by, and An Nianxi couldn't help shivering.

She looked at the man with thin lips pursed in front of her, and at the eyes behind the glasses, they became more and more unfathomable.

She couldn't help but clenched her hands hanging by her sides, raised her chin and looked at him, trying to hide her panic as much as possible.

"Are you really broken? Are you not afraid that I will drive you to death?"

"Anyway, I have nothing now, and I still owe a lot of debts. What am I afraid of, the worst is my life! Anyway, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes."

An Nianxi didn't know why her eyes felt hot all of a sudden. She just wanted to live, to live well. She always felt that only by living could there be hope.

But why is it so difficult to live well?

The people around her left her one by one, and betrayed her one by one. She really wanted to ask, what did she do wrong, and they all wanted to treat her like this?

The two stood still.

Mo Yichen looked at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes sank slightly.

He reached out and pinched her jaw, making her look up at him.

Her eyes were still stubborn, but he accurately captured the flickering weakness in her eyes.

An Nianxi thought she would really offend him.

After a moment of stalemate, he smiled instead of anger, and said, "Where did you learn this attitude of looking at death like home? I don't want your life. You don't need to fight me hard."

He leaned down slightly, gently raised her jaw, and he looked at her level,
The two were so close that they could see each other's reflection in the back of their eyes.

"I said, what I want is you, the real you. And I never cut off your life, as if I have a deep hatred with you. In fact, as long as you marry me and be my Mrs. Mo, you Isn’t it just a matter of saying what you want? Why make yourself so embarrassed?”

An Nianxi looked at the man who was close at hand. She flickered her gaze, avoided his impenetrable eyes, and asked, "Why do I have to?"

Mo Yichen watched her silent for a while, then chuckled, "Didn't I tell you the reason?"

"Just because you think I'm worthy of you?" An Nianxi frowned.

"No."

"what is that?"

"You are suitable for me."

"I don't think I'm suitable to be your Mrs. Mo."

"But I think you are suitable."

Totally unreasonable.

Mo Yichen looked at her, "I just asked you to marry me, not to let you die, why treat death like this?"

"Because you are dangerous."

Mo Yichen looked at her, his eyes sank slightly and said, "I think we need to find a time, a different place, and a different mindset to have a good chat."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and looked at the time, "Okay, it's almost time for fun today, good girl, it's time to go home and rest, I'll take you back."

"No need, I'll go back by myself." She rejected him very simply.

Mo Yichen looked at her and said nothing.But he didn't intend to leave either, he was in the posture of spending time with you if you don't agree...

(End of this chapter)

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