Master Mo, Your Wife's Multiple Identities Are Online Again

At that time, Su Yuan’s eyes were filled with Pei Xifan, but even so, she had no complaints. In the end, even Su Yuan’s assistant did not know their relationship.

Su Yuan let out a bitter laugh. Mo Ting was a master, he did not need to use much effort to touch the weakest part of her heart.

In her previous life, she had given up her life for Pei Xifan, but he had not acknowledged her. But now, she had done nothing for Mo Ting. In fact, she was always causing trouble and troubling him, yet he was actually afraid of her.

This man’s flirtatious nature really made one’s heart confused!

Su Yuan pulled down the towel in frustration and covered her face. Then, her body slowly sank into the bathtub. Then, there was the sound of water overflowing.

Su Yuan sat up and yelled at the air, “So what if I’m good to you? He was still a scumbag! We can’t be deceived by him!”

She took a few deep breaths, and her eyes finally calmed down. She got out of the bathtub, drained the water, and took a quick shower before coming out of the bathroom. She searched the room for a long time but could not find a hair dryer. Just as she was about to ask Aunt Du for one, she saw the piece of paper on the ground at the door. She bent down to pick up the paper and saw the strong handwriting on it. This was not the first time Su Yuan had seen Mo Ting’s handwriting. Two months ago, when they were signing the contract, she was amazed that a person who grew up overseas could actually write so well in Chinese. Now that he saw it again, his state of mind was completely different.

Back then, Mo Ting had bound her to a contract for two years. Now, the handwriting was filled with her shadow. He wrote her name and begged for her forgiveness.

“Little Yuan, I was wrong. Please don’t ignore me. What happened to Eve was a misunderstanding. Can you give me a chance to explain to you?”

Su Yuan held the paper and frowned. What was there to explain? She had seen what happened that day with her own eyes. Eve was his secretary. She could not find an excuse for him even if she wanted to. She got up, walked to the dressing table, and threw the paper on it.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door again.

“Thump thump! Little Yuan, are you asleep?” Su Yuan’s body stiffened and she didn’t respond.

Mo Ting stood outside the door in silence for a moment before he spoke again, “I’ve heated some milk for you. I’ve placed it at the door. Remember to drink it while it’s hot.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Yuan heard something being placed on the floor. Mo Ting let out a sigh and the sound of his footsteps grew further and further away until they could no longer be heard. Only then did Su Yuan walk to the door and open it.

On the floor of the door, there was a meal plate and a shoe box. There was a cup of hot milk on the plate.

The freshly squeezed milk had a very strong aroma. Su Yuan only smelled it and was already craving for it. The box of shoes was the pair that Mo Ting was going to give her this afternoon in his office. Su Yuan’s heart softened. Just as she was about to bend down to take it, a figure suddenly walked out from the shadows and covered Su Yuan’s head.

“Little Yuan.”

Su Yuan’s hand stopped in mid-air. She knew that this scumbag had not left!

Mo Ting was dressed in dark blue home clothes. His hair was wet and soft as it rested on his head. He did not look like a bossy president at all. He looked like an injured little rabbit with a wronged look in his eyes.

“Tsk!” Su Yuan immediately looked away. Her heart was too soft, she could be persuaded by reason but not cowed by force. Mo Ting’s gaze was too lethal for her.

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow. I’m sleepy.” After she finished speaking, Su Yuan quickly picked up the glass of milk. She did not touch the shoe box and was about to close the door.

Su Yuan’s eyes instantly widened, and her face became guarded. She originally thought Mo Ting would do something extreme. Her other hand was clenched into a fist as she waited for Mo Ting to make his move. But, who would have thought, Mo Ting’s face was filled with grievance and his expression was as pitiful as it could get. He was like a dog that had been abandoned by its owner, wagging its tail and begging for its owner’s mercy.

“Little Yuan!” Mo Ting suddenly took large steps forward and grabbed onto Su Yuan’s hand that was holding the glass of milk.

Su Yuan’s eyes instantly widened, and her face became guarded. She originally thought Mo Ting would do something extreme. Her other hand was clenched into a fist as she waited for Mo Ting to make his move. But, who would have thought, Mo Ting’s face was filled with grievance and his expression was as pitiful as it could get. He was like a dog that had been abandoned by its owner, wagging its tail and begging for its owner’s mercy. “Don’t chase me away,” he said softly.

Su Yuan’s efforts were instantly broken. ‘F*ck! I really lost to you!’

After receiving Su Yuan’s permission to enter the bedroom, Mo Ting was extremely happy. His handsome face was filled with joy.

Su Yuan’s head started to throb. When would she be able to get rid of her soft-hearted habit?