Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

Wen Feijin thought that after hearing what he said, Tang Mosen would definitely yell at him.

However, she closed her eyes and waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for the expected thing to happen.

She raised her eyes slowly, peeked at the man sitting opposite her from the corner of her eye, and observed the change of expression on his face.

"Oh, Miss Wen, do you think I have a lot of time to play such boring games with you here?"

Just as she was thinking about how to explain, Tang Mosen leaned back, crossed his legs, put one hand on the table, and put the other on his lap.

The tone of the speech was very flat, but the strong anger revealed in the words still made it impossible for people to ignore it.

"not me……"

"Are you playing with me?"

Wen Feijin opened her mouth. When she was about to explain something just now, Tang Mosen's cold and emotionless words fell into her ears again.

She trembled all over. Even though she didn't know Tang Mosen well enough, she could feel from his words how angry he was at the moment.

Wen Feijin secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, finally summoned up her courage, and slowly raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

"I didn't. I called to ask you out, and it was indeed for this matter. I can help you, and I am the only one who can help you."

Wen Feijin looked at the flames burning in his eyes, tried hard to stabilize his emotions, and said to him in a calm tone.

However, her words made Tang Mosen sneer a few times.

It was like hearing some big joke.

"Only you can help me? Wen Feijin, please make a draft before you talk to me next time, and don't say such things that make people laugh out loud."

Tang Mosen picked up the teacup at hand, put it to his mouth and took a sip, mocking Wen Feijin in front of him dismissively.

Even his brows and eyes were filled with a layer of determination.

This appearance of Tang Mosen not only made Wen Feijin feel a sense of fear in his heart.

She had taken a big risk by using this method, and wanted to take a gamble to see if she could succeed.

But now it seems that she doesn't even have the capital to gamble.

"If there is nothing else, I will go first. I hope you will have a good time before you do this kind of thing next time."

The only smile on Tang Mosen's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless indifference.

The whole person looks like walking on thin ice, so cold that it is difficult to approach.

After he finished speaking, he stood up, and just when he was about to leave, Wen Feijin finally came to his senses, and once again mustered up the courage to call out his name.

"Tang Mosen, I called you out because I really want to help you, you should trust me."

Wen Feijin's words contained a trace of pleading and a trace of nervousness.

It felt as if it was Wen Feijin who was asking for help, not Tang Mosen.

He was thoroughly interested in what Wen Feijin said.

He paused, turned his head to the side, but he didn't look at the woman. Instead, he said to her: "You said you can help me, tell me how you can help me?"

Tang Mosen was indeed very interested in what this woman said just now, and also wanted to know what kind of tricks she would play.

If Wen Feijin could really help them find out An An's location, that would be a good thing.

However, if the method she said had no practical possibility at all, it would only make him see this woman's mind more clearly.

Therefore, no matter what kind of result it is, it is good for him.

"Then tell me, I have limited time, you'd better hurry up."

Tang Mosen looked at his watch, checked the time, and said to her.

Seeing that he finally stopped and said such words, Wen Feijin's heart that was tightly hanging in the air finally calmed down.

She could clearly feel that her heart, which was still at the bottom of the valley just now, had come back to life again.

"I know that the reason why Grandpa Tang did this is only for the sake of the two of us, so you can choose to do whatever you want, and after the two of us gain his trust, everything will come to fruition, won't it? "

Wen Feijin told him what he thought and planned.

Her voice was melodious and pleasant, but to Tang Mosen, it sounded like the worst music in the world.

"It's going to happen when it happens? I'm afraid that's what you mean when you say it's going to happen. Don't think I don't know what's going on in your heart. You want to use this opportunity to let me stay by your side. To be honest..."

Tang Mosen exposed her thoughts without showing any sympathy, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to be a sharp dagger, stabbing her body fiercely.

Halfway through his speech, he stopped like this.

His sharp gaze was locked on her body tightly, as if he wanted to see through her.

The more Tang Mosen looked like this, the more nervous Wen Feijin was.

She had already prepared the words in her mind, but when it came to her mouth, she couldn't say it out for some reason.

"To be honest, even if there is no way to find the child smoothly, I will never ask you to help. The time is almost up, and I have to go back to take care of my woman. Goodbye."

Seeing Wen Feijin's hesitant appearance, he never said what he said, and Tang Mosen didn't have the patience to wait any longer.

Standing up, after saying this to her, he turned and left.

There was even a trace of determination and indifference in that back view, leaving no expectation or expectation for Wen Feijin.

Looking at his back that was drifting away, Wen Feijin bit her lip tightly with a look of remorse.

However, she didn't seem too disappointed.

It was as if she had anticipated this situation a long time ago.

On the way back, Tang Mosen kept thinking about what Wen Feijin said just now.

In fact, even though he refused very simply, Tang Mosen was still a little moved for a moment.

However, the reason why he couldn't make this decision in the end was because of Xia Yuyang.

He couldn't help but want to ignore Xia Yuyang because of this incident.

Time passed bit by bit, and a few weeks passed, and they still had nothing to gain about An An's whereabouts.