wife who doesn't lie

The moon sank into the clouds, and the earth fell into a dumb obscurity in an instant.

Wen Mo's eyelids moved, and he opened them without warning.

The electronic clock beside the bed glowed with a faint blue light, and the time displayed on it was three o'clock in the morning. Wen Mo stared at it without blinking for a long time, like an emotionless robot. After an unknown amount of time, he finally closed his eyes slowly. He closed his eyes, and a sneer gradually emerged from the corner of his mouth.

When he opened his eyes again, Wen Mo had already sat up. He picked up the cigarette that the man left on the bed just now, and lit it with a click. The flame illuminated half of his face.

In the smog, his eyes gradually turned cold, which made the thick and gorgeous feeling on him gradually fade away, and he couldn't see half of the appearance of being under the body of others.

He sniffed, and took out a mobile phone from the pants on the side. This is a basic model of a popular mobile phone on the market. The screen has some scratches, and it can be seen that it has been used for a long time. Wen Mo turned it on, opened it There is only one number stored in the address book.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he quickly typed a line, paused for a moment, and pressed send.

This seemingly unremarkable information will not trigger the screening and capture of the base monitoring system, but Wen Mo immediately pulled out the phone card and burned it with the remaining half of the cigarette. The phone card is made of special materials. The fire ignited, and gradually there was a pungent smell in the air. Soon, a small piece melted into the high-temperature cigarette butt, and Wen Mo snuffed it out together in the ashtray.

He dragged his legs to the bathroom, found a pill box, threw a contraceptive pill into his mouth, and swallowed it dryly without drinking water.

He sat on the toilet and waited quietly for the nausea after taking the contraceptive pill to disappear. Compared with this slight discomfort, the excessive abuse last night made him feel more uncomfortable, and the stickiness on his body was also very annoying. Thinking that the man wouldn't come back tonight, Wen Mo simply went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out of the bathroom, he didn't even feel sleepy, so he just wrapped himself in a blanket and sat by the French window.

The moon has hidden somewhere, it's pitch black outside, only the occasional sound of the sea tide can be heard, but there is nothing to see, but Wen Mo just sat quietly, looking at the thick ink-like darkness, waiting until The morning star was hanging in the sky, and he had a little light in his heart, so he fell asleep bathed in this little twilight.

When he woke up again, the sky was already bright, and the dazzling sunlight made him unable to open his eyes, so he couldn't help but shield his eyes with his forearms.

After a long while, he slowly put down his hand, standing in front of him was a beta base steward in a white uniform, with a calm face, and slightly bowed to Wen Mo by the French window, "Good morning."

And behind him, without changing his expression, he threw a piece of torn underwear in the corner into the trash can, and replaced it with a new trash bag.

Wen Mo glanced at the electronic clock and found that it was already eight o'clock in the morning. He pulled off the nightgown beside him, wrapped his mottled body around, and made room for the other party to clean.

After washing up in the bathroom, the messy bed has been replaced with new bedding, and the butler has disappeared, leaving a smoked meat sandwich and milk on the dining table, which is his breakfast.

Wen Mo didn't have much appetite, so he only drank two sips of milk before putting it down. He inserted another SIM card into the phone socket and dialed the number.

Zhang Qian was waiting at the entrance of the conference center at the moment. When he heard the phone vibrate, he looked down and couldn't help being stunned. Then he glanced around calmly from the corner of his eye, and then walked to the window to connect.

The voice on the other end of the phone was soft, "Hello, Captain Zhang."

Zhang Qian's Adam's apple twitched and asked, "What's the matter?"

The other party still had such a soft voice: "I want to go to Wen's house, come back before 12 noon, can you send me a car?"

— nothing else.

Zhang Qian couldn't tell whether it was regret or a sigh of relief. His tense back muscles relaxed, and he slowed down, deliberately keeping his voice calm and unwavering: "Okay, what time?"

"15 minutes later, okay?"

"Yes." Zhang Qian asked, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone." The other party paused and said softly, "Captain Zhang, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Putting down the phone, Zhang Qian stepped back a few steps and leaned against the window sill as if he had lost his strength. The sunlight outside the window came in through the gaps in the branches, mottled his face, and he slowly closed his eyes in this halo. He closed his eyes, but slowly clenched his fists beside him.

Ten minutes later, Wen Mo showed up downstairs ahead of schedule. The driver hadn't arrived yet. He looked at his watch, walked to a self-service coffee machine and ordered an espresso.

The machine was humming and running, but the coffee liquid didn't come out so fast, Wen Mo raised his eyes in boredom, and looked far away.

The terrain of the base is relatively high. From here, you can see a seaside resort in the east. Due to the distance, the huge area is only a shadow the size of a coin.

In the late stage of the counter-insurgency war, the soldiers on the front line slowly retreated from the battlefield. The resort planned several leisure areas, among which area S and area A were places where senior federal officers and low-ranking soldiers could go respectively. That means Omega cannot appear in these two areas.Fortunately, in order to silence those with O rights, the operator also planned an area F for Omegas to rest and play, but many years later, it has become the most famous red light district in the Federation, "Soft Township".

A beeping sound drew Wen Mo's gaze back from a distance, the paper cup was already filled with hot coffee liquid, Wen Mo took it, and the car that picked him up also came.

He got in the car, buckled up his seat belt, and suddenly asked, "Can we pass along the coastal road?"

"Huh?" The commuter was a little confused.

There is no need to go through the coastal road to go to the S area, which is actually a big circle.Although it's just an omega, it's the duty of a soldier to accept orders, so he didn't say anything, he just said hello, and drove over according to the route Wen Mo instructed.

After driving two kilometers from the base, he took the coastal road. Along the way, there were several alpha soldiers wearing pheromone shields patrolling. The resort area the size of a coin was slowly enlarged. He finally passed the "soft town". The largest red-light district in the Federation, even in broad daylight, still presents a glamorous late-night glamorous beauty. Under the dazzling neon signs, there are some coquettishly dressed Omegas. The corners of their eyes are either tired or springy. The air is full of slack and decadence. .

Wen Mo looked into the distance, it was the sunny area S, where several alpha soldiers were sitting at the bar on the window sill, chatting and laughing happily.

Wen Mo took a sip of coffee, then looked back.

Central City, District C.

The jeep made several turns and stopped in front of a brand new and bright villa.After the rebellion subsided, the price of this villa area rose even higher, almost to a level that ordinary people could hardly match in a few lifetimes. The Wen family's villa is located here.

Wen Mo jumped out of the car, looked up at the gate under the colorful flowers, stepped up the steps and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the face of a slightly older woman poked out from the open door, she frowned slightly when she saw Wen Mo, but soon, she put on a courteous smile again.

"Master Mo is back!"

Wen Mo ignored it and went in.

Grandma Sun's expression froze, she mouthed a few curses behind her back, and hurriedly followed.

Wen Mo went straight into the gate, and the five people at the dining table all raised their heads, seeing Wen Mo's complexion, one of the six or seven-year-old boy showed a joyful expression, and clapped his hands: "Da Ma, my Da Ma! "

Zhao Lan showed embarrassment, scolded the child, and said with a smile: "It's Xiaomo, coincidentally, it's just in time for breakfast, grandma, add a pair of chopsticks."

Mama Sun responded.

Wen Mo bowed slightly: "Father, mother."

It was Zhao Lan's husband Wen Congjie who was called his father. He coughed lightly and said calmly, "Why don't you tell me first when you come back."

"Go back to my home if you want, whatever you want." Zhao Lan scolded with a smile, holding Wen Mo's hand and smiling enthusiastically: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, but your complexion has improved a lot. Sit down and stand still." What are you doing?"

This level of familiarity looks like welcoming a child who has not been home for a long time.

Wen Mo was not too polite, and pulled out a seat. As soon as he sat down, he seemed to have thought of something, and smiled slightly from the side: "Xiaoyi, long time no see."

Wen Yi took off the mask on his face and threw it aside, revealing a handsome face with natural pride. At this moment, as if he didn't hear Wen Mo's greeting, he took a spoon and vigorously stirred the clams in the porcelain bowl Bisque.

"Mother Sun, I hate parsley the most, why did you put it in!"

Everyone could hear Wen Yi's yin and yang aura, Wen Congjie couldn't help but glanced at Wen Mo, and made a serious face, "What are you doing in the morning, if you don't want to drink, then let grandma cook you a bowl."

Wen Yi's beautiful phoenix eyes rolled their eyes, and let out a slight snort.

Wen Mo didn't care, he just lowered his head and sipped the clam chowder in his bowl.

Sitting next to Wen Yi was his childhood sweetheart, Shang Xinjian, his fiance Shang Xinjian. Although Shang Xinjian was an alpha, he had a rare gentle temper. He only smiled and whispered to Wen Yi, and carefully picked out the parsley in his bowl. Coaxed and said: "Okay, there is no more, drink quickly."

Wen Yi reluctantly took a sip of the soup with his hand.

It is true that Wen Yi is an extremely lucky Omega. Fortunately, his family, the people he met, and the love he has can allow him to avoid almost all the pain that Omega will encounter in his life--arrogance is so glamorous that it does not look like an Omega .

There was a vague smile on the corner of Wen Mo's mouth, he put down the spoon, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, took out a card from his bag, and pushed it in front of Wen Congjie.

"Father," he said, "the 500 million agreed last time, please call this account."

Wen Cong raised his eyes, he didn't look at the card, he just said casually: "Okay, I'll transfer it to you later."

Wen Mo shook his head, and said firmly, "No, the account must be received before 12 o'clock tomorrow."

Wen Congjie's expression darkened.