Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan stared at Mo Chiwei's dark, narrow eyes, wondering if it was her illusion, he looked calm and relaxed, as if he had communicated deeply with her.

But in her impression, she did not have too much intersection with him!

With her thick and slender eyelashes down, Tang Xinyan stared at her slender fingertips, her expression was serious, "Mr. Mo, I forgot to tell you, I am married and a married woman..."

He didn't seem to like to hear her mention other men, and interrupted her in a clear voice, "Last time I saw Lu Zishen for divorce?"

Tang Xinyan widened her pupils and couldn't believe that he would know about her divorce.

Apart from Ji Jing and a few people in the family, no one else knew about this.

Tang Xinyan looked at the man with a cold face, she said with a guard, "How did you know?"

Mo Chiwei's slender legs overlapped gracefully, his long, well-knotted fingers tapped gently on his knees, and his deep eyes silently stared at Tang Xinyan, "I can let Lu Zishen help you fight the lawsuit."

Tang Xinyan was overjoyed.

But she knew well that the man hadn't finished speaking, her delicate face was still tight, "Do you have any conditions?"

Mo Chiwei's thin lips slightly aroused, his expression was cold, he couldn't see the temperature, "After the divorce, marry me."

When he said this, there was no ups and downs in his mood, tone, or even sitting posture.

The calm look, as if talking about the weather today.

Tang Xinyan was different. When she heard of marrying him after the divorce, there was a momentary blank in her mind, and even a short circuit.

Is he okay?

She only met him twice, so he proposed to get married?

She was going to divorce Fu Sichen, but she was divorced. She never thought of marrying another man immediately.

She didn't want to go out of the tiger's mouth and enter the wolf's den again.

Shaking his head, Tang Xinyan refused directly, "Mr. Mo, I suggest you see a psychiatrist."

Mo Chiwei straightened up, Xin Changyuli's body approached Tang Xinyan, Tang Xinyan instinctively wanted to escape, but he moved a step faster, pinching her chin with his long fingers, forcing her to face his deep eyes like a pool. I have a way to persuade Lu Zishen to accept your divorce lawsuit, and to make you the most favored Mrs. Mo in Ancheng." His rough and cool fingertips slowly moved from her chin to his red lips, "I am no better than Fu Sichen. Poor, even better."

He was very close to her, and the hot breath between his lips and nose sprinkled on her delicate skin, making her face hot like a volcano.

When he spoke, the voice was very low and very magnetic, which made her limbs numb.

Tang Xinyan felt that this man was a monster.

Her long eyelashes were trembling, and her heartbeat almost missed a beat.

Stabilizing her frantic heartbeat, she smiled, "Mr. Mo, are you here to be funny? You and I are just strangers who meet in peace, why should I marry you?"

She even learned his name just now, let alone other things.

How can a stranger who has met less than three times become a couple?

Mo Chi lifted Tang Xinyan's small and exquisite chin, and her **** thin lips pecked her red lips. Seeing his behavior, Tang Xinyan quickly reached out and pushed him, but he clasped her wrist and turned his tall body toward her. Bullying.

The sturdy chest pressed against her soft chest.