She felt the man's hand had already attached to her chest, Su Xiaoning's face turned red, and she subconsciously wanted to push him away, "Husband, don't move around."

  Mo Chenyu liked to see her like a little rabbit, at a loss for what to do with her hands and feet, so he took another step forward, "I didn't expect that just now Mrs. Mo was paying attention to this aspect when looking at Wen Zhiwen..."

  Su Xiaoning was taken aback, her entire face suddenly burning up.

  The man's hand is still invading brazenly.

  The girl could clearly feel his breath becoming hotter, and a certain part of her body began...

  She hastily pulled away his hand, "You... don't mess around."

  This is a private room in the restaurant, someone will come in at any time!

  A low, husky voice accompanied by warm, heavy breathing seeped into her eardrums, "Even if someone came... what my wife and I do, is it any of their business?"

  And also...

  He gazed at her with a dangerous glint in his eyes, "I really am thinking of doing something."

  Su Xiao Ning's heart suddenly sounded a loud alarm!

  "I am a traditional woman!"

  She pushed him away and kept a safe distance from him. "Besides, I'm still recovering from my illness and haven't fully regained my strength yet!"

  The girl maintained a vigilant posture, silently swallowing her saliva, "Husband, I know you're young and vigorous with plenty of energy, it's been many days since we last touched, you must be itching inside."

  "But, but calm down!"

  "This is outside! And I'm not feeling well!"

  The content in his eyes was too terrifying for her, and the girl bit her teeth silently, "Alright, husband."

  "Just... just wait until I'm better, I'll definitely... definitely let you do whatever you want!"

  After she finished speaking, she bashfully lowered her head and said, "But it must be at home..."

  She is a traditional woman.

  Mo Chenyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again and again. "I just wanted to kiss Mrs. Mo once."

  "What's Mrs. Mo thinking?"

  He reached out, pinched her slightly flushed and red face, with a hint of a smile on his lips, "Could it be that Mrs. Mo thinks I'm so weak, that I would do something improper with Mrs. Mo when your body hasn't fully recovered?"

  There was a hint of teasing in his eyes, and the smile on his lips was even more reckless.

  Su Xiaoning's whole body shook violently for a moment.

  Just... kiss her?

  Su Xiaoning felt she had been deceived.

  "She glared at him, 'You did it on purpose!'"

  He just said something so ambiguous, she must have misinterpreted it!

  He waited until he had led her astray and then said she was thinking too much!

  She glared at him with puffed up face, "You rascal!"

  Mo's words were unbearable, he hugged her and kissed her again, "However, Mrs. Mo's words just reminded me."

  "This period of time, indeed neglected you."

  He tightened his grip on her arm, "Just now you said that once your body is better, you'll agree to my request."

  He kissed her moist lips, "Later, I'll make it up to you."

  Su Xiao Ning: "......"

  Can she refuse?

  "Don't even think about refusing."

  The man continued kissing her.

  Su Xiao Ning pouted and suddenly thought of something, generally turned her head around, "Then fine, I won't refuse."

  It doesn't matter if she refuses anyway.

  "But you have to give me an explanation, what's going on between you and Miss Wen?"

  In the morning she saw him looking at her photos in the study room.

  At noon he had lunch alone with Miss Wen.

  Moreover, even Zhou and Bai, who were always by his side, were not around, so they had dinner alone, just the two of them.

  If it wasn't for Tang Yihan discovering it, he definitely wouldn't have told her.

  "I think it's reasonable for me to ask you for an explanation."

  Mo Chenyuan hugged her and chuckled lightly, "Then what do you think is the relationship between me and her?"

  Su Xiao Ning shook her head seriously, "I don't know."

  "Do you believe me?"

  "Believe it."

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at him with pure and sincere eyes. "You're my husband, what don't I believe about you?"

  "But I believe you is one thing, you give me an explanation, is another thing."

  Can't he even tell her when he's meeting a woman just because she thoroughly believes in him?

  Today is Wen Zhi Nuan, what about other women in the future?

  He said that husband and wife should be honest with each other. He told him that in the future when meeting with someone of the opposite sex, he must report to him in advance.

  Can he allow officials to set fires but not allow ordinary people to light lamps?

  Mo Chenyuan hugged her and let out a soft sigh. "I met her, not because she's beautiful, nor for any other reason."

  He took a deep breath and pulled out a photo from his phone to hand it over to her, "Take a look."

  Su Xiaoning took it over.

  The girl's eyes widened suddenly when they came into contact with the two people in the photo.

  The photo is of Wen Zai and a young boy together.

  The warm and gentle temperament in this photo is much better than just good.

  Although they look exactly alike, Wen in the photo is warm and elegant, exuding a confident and composed aura.

  Wen Zhinuan, who had just left, was cold in temperament but had an inexplicable sharpness and narrow-mindedness.

  The boy in the photo is almost as old as him, but his face has already shown a faint angularity, and his temperament is cold and indifferent.

  With...

  She subconsciously raised her head, and her gaze fell heavily on Mo Chenyuan's body.

  "This is..."

  "Thirteen years ago, when I was thirteen."

  Mo Chen replied in a low voice.

  Su Xiaoning was shocked.

  In the photo, Mo Xingyu was 13 years old, and this "warm and gentle" (person) is at least 16 or 17 years old.

  Judging from her age, the woman in the photo should be twenty-eight or nine years old now.

  Ke Wen just mentioned earlier that she is two months younger than her.

  Su Xiaoning understood that the woman in the photo was definitely not Wen Zhi.

  It should just be someone who is warm and gentle, looking exactly like him.

  "This is my sister."

  Mo Chen took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Thirteen years ago, on the day of my birthday, my sister was burned to death in a big fire."

  Su Xiaoning was stunned.

  "Is this your sister?"

  Mo Xun had never shown her photos of his deceased family members.

  When she married him, when the old man introduced his family members, he also omitted those who had passed away.

  So Su Xiao Ning never knew that Mo Chen Yu's sister was actually... like this.

  What is the relationship between warmth and ink sinking?

  Why does she look so much like Mo Xuan's sister?

  "I have the same doubts as you."

  Mo Chenyu put away his phone, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it lightly.

  Su Xiao Ning suddenly realized, "So you asked her out?"

  "Uh-huh."

  The man nodded.

  Su Xiaoning hastily approached, "Is there any clue?"

  She had completely forgotten about seeking revenge and was now fully preoccupied with thinking about the relationship between Wen Zhi Nuan and her sister Mo Chen Yun.

  "There is, but it's very messy."

  Mo Chen closed his eyes, "At first, I thought someone had plastic surgery to make her look like my sister, trying to confuse me."

  "But after chatting, I felt puzzled again."

  His voice dropped to a cold tone, "She almost knows all the little secrets between me and my sister."

  "My sister passed away many years ago, those little secrets that only I knew, but she was crystal clear about them."

  "I suspect."

  "What she inherited was more than just my sister's looks."