Jiang Shaojie was angry and impatient: "Please don't make wild guesses. At least I have met Mo Chen's wife a few times, and I have a very good impression. Even if she is not from this circle, she still has aristocratic elegance." Temperament, if she wants to blend into this circle, I don't think it will take much effort. Su Mo's words have no basis at all, you..."

"Hey, Alvis, since Mo Chen didn't say anything, it means he acquiesced, why are you so excited? I see..."

"I acquiesce if I don't speak? What a wonderful fallacy."

Xia Mochen's deep voice made the air in the tea room instantly quiet.

Everyone in the room cast their eyes on Xia Mochen, but Xia Mochen just stared at a certain part of the room with cold and terrifying eyes, and did not continue to speak.

Once the air falls into silence, someone will always stand up and break the silence.

"Oh, Mochen, you finally spoke!"

"Yeah yeah, that's the first thing you say here today! My God! It's getting harder to pry your mouth open!"

"Hahaha, isn't it? Mo Chen still cherishes words like gold, so let's take advantage of today's opportunity to talk more!"

"Yes, look, we asked so many questions just now, and you refused to answer any of them. If someone else answered for you and you didn't deny it, of course we will take it as your acquiescence."

"In this case, it seems that I need to explain it myself." Xia Mochen finally said again, "My wife is indeed an ordinary person. She comes from an ordinary background and has never set foot in the circle of the rich. Not much, but if I don't love her, I can't accept this marriage. So I hope that you will stop guessing wildly in the future, let alone say anything that belittles or insults her. To insult her is to insult me."

After the words were finished, Xia Mochen looked straight at Su Mo. At that moment, it seemed that the temperature in the room dropped several degrees.Su Mo and him looked at each other for half a second, but coldly rolled their eyes and looked away.

"Ah... You're right, since she's Mo Chen's wife, she must be a woman Mo Chen approves of, and she's definitely not bad, right?"

"Mochen, don't be angry, everyone guesses randomly because they don't understand, and your wife is so mysterious, which makes people even more curious. If you can satisfy everyone's curiosity, who would guess randomly? Woolen cloth."

Xia Mochen's voice actually didn't contain much anger, it was just habitually cold: "I'm so sorry, I want to protect my wife's privacy and personal freedom more than satisfying everyone's curiosity, since she is not in this circle The one you are interested in will not be the one you are interested in, please don't harass her."

"Mochen, it's wrong for you to say that. You are the best among us. You used to be the best, and you are still the best now. Of course, you are the focus of our attention. You let us pay attention to you. If your wife is not curious, how is it possible?"

"Not only that, Mo Chen, we didn't say that, even if someone tells us how excellent your wife is, since we haven't seen it with our own eyes, the doubts and doubts in our hearts can't be quelled, and we will still think that woman is not good enough for you. There is actually a very simple way to calm our messy thoughts, which is to bring that mysterious Mrs. Xia out to meet everyone."

"Yes, Mo Chen, is this so difficult?"

"Besides, why do you insist on hiding that wife of yours? Don't tell me...are you afraid that someone will see her as a snatch from you?"

The room burst into laughter immediately, but it was impossible for Xia Mochen to laugh because of such a joke. Jiang Shaojie also smiled, but he smiled helplessly.

"Ah, did Mo Chen become a 'wife-loving maniac' or 'wife-protecting maniac' after marriage?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't it, you can't see it at all!"

"But since he cares so much about his wife, it means he cares about her."

At this time, Su Mo suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I advise you not to lust over there yourself, Mrs. Xia, that woman looks no different from his maid."

Upon hearing his words, someone immediately exclaimed: "Ah? Really?! It's too different to be the same as a maid..."

"Oh my god, how could Mo Chen marry such a woman..."

Xia Mochen's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth tightly, but he didn't want to make his words worse, if he continued, then he and Su Mo would have no choice but to break up their friendship.

However, it is also a friendship of more than 20 years, how can you give up so easily?
"Sakura, you should go to Mo Chen's house often, then you must have seen that mysterious Mrs. Xia, tell us, what kind of person is that Mrs. Xia? It's really the same as what Su Mo said, Is it just a maid?"

Xi Meiying curled her lips and said: "Anyway, in my opinion, she is no different from a maid. You have to look but not to look, to have a figure but not to have a figure, to have a temperament but not to have a temperament. Anyway, you have nothing, and you don't know..."

"enough!"

The person who suddenly yelled was not Xia Mochen, but Jiang Shaojie.

"Are all of you suffering from amnesia? Or are your ears bad? Didn't you hear what Mo Chen just said? Or did you forget it so quickly?"

Xi Meiying instantly realized that she had made a mistake, and immediately lowered her head guiltyly, biting her lip, looking pitifully wronged.

The others immediately said: "We didn't say a word to insult Mrs. Xia, Mo Chen, please don't get angry with us, we just asked a few more questions."

Jiang Shaojie's anger still persisted: "Is there nothing else to talk about today? You keep saying you care about Mo Chen, but in the end, the only one you care about is Mo Chen's wife?"

Several of them finally looked ashamed and couldn't help lowering their heads; some of them didn't feel any pain or itching, and seemed to feel nothing;

"Oh, who said we don't care about Mo Chen? It's just because I'm too curious about his mysterious wife, so I just asked first. Are you so sensitive?"

"That's right, you're clearly making a fuss out of a molehill. Oh, you're the only one who cares about Mo Chen? Big star, don't be too conceited."

Jiang Shaojie has a straightforward personality, he can't say that he can't get sand in his eyes, but he always says something, he never likes to beat around the bush, and he hates anyone who is flirting with him.In the face of these people, even though they were all friends on the surface, in fact, some of them were already terribly bored to him, and he didn't want to directly tear himself apart with them just because of his face.

Besides, this matter does not have much to do with him, it is Xia Mochen's matter. Thinking about it carefully, he seems to have overreacted.That's why he is now in this situation where he has nowhere to vent his anger and can't say anything more.

At this time, Su Mo suddenly said in a serious manner: "Mo Chen, in fact, I have always wanted to ask you a question, and I just took this opportunity to answer it openly in front of everyone."

Xia Mochen didn't speak, Su Mo naturally took this as his habitual silence, and asked directly: "Do you love your wife?"

Jiang Shaojie frowned, wondering why Su Mo would choose this occasion to ask Xia Mochen such a question?He clearly knew that Xia Mochen was not very good at feelings, he was easily shy and not good at expressing, let alone such a sensitive and direct question, how could he answer it?Even if the answer is yes, Xia Mochen's personality makes it difficult to say that.

For so many years, he has never even said "like" to Xi Meiying, but everyone can see that he likes her very much, and his doting on her is almost irreplaceable, let alone irreplaceable.But in the final analysis, this is just the conclusion that everyone draws based on what they see. He has never expressed his love for Xi Meiying in person.

Jiang Shaojie couldn't help but frowned and said in a low voice: "Hey, Xiaomo, you suddenly forced Mo Chen to answer this kind of question on this occasion. You clearly know his personality...Aren't you trying to embarrass him on purpose?"

Su Mo smiled contemptuously: "If he finds it difficult and unable to answer, he doesn't have to answer. I'm just curious, and I don't mean to force him."

Just when other people were talking about it, Xia Mochen's highly recognizable voice came to everyone's ears again: "Didn't I just say that? If I didn't love her, how could I marry her?"

The answer was not unexpected, and Su Mo's eyes hidden behind the lenses immediately showed a strange and sly pleasure, and continued: "Oh, really? But it still seems too euphemistic for you to say that , please answer my question directly."

"Hey, Xiaomo, you..."

Jiang Shaojie felt more and more that Su Mo was deliberately trying to embarrass Xia Mochen, and he tried to stop him again, but at this time Xia Mochen said again: "Do you want to hear what I say? Do you want me to say that I love my wife very much? Or do you want to Listen to something else, and I'll tell you all at once."

The joy on Su Mo's face became more and more obvious, and he deliberately asked, "Do you love your wife very much?"

"Yes, I love my wife very much."

Jiang Shaojie frowned tightly, unable to understand why this man asked Xia Mochen to repeat a sentence several times. It was not until he noticed Xi Meiying that he finally understood Su Mo's intention.

He just wanted Xia Mochen to tell himself that he fell in love with other women, and this was either for others to hear, or for Xi Meiying.Xia Mochen has never said that he likes her or loves her, but now he can say his love for another woman so easily, so she should give up, right?

Xi Meiying's face became extremely ugly, aggrieved and sad, perhaps already heartbroken—Jiang Shaojie had never seen Xi Meiying show such an expression since he was a child.

And Xia Mochen deliberately followed him precisely because he had seen through his intentions. No matter what Su Mo's original intention was, his purpose happened to follow Xia Mochen's intentions, so why not do it?

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