Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 338 Mo Shaoqing panicked

"Why are not you talking?"

In the back seat, Mo Shaoqing pinched his aching brow and asked Assistant Qian impatiently.

"Boss, I'm afraid...I'm afraid it's too late."

"How to say?"

"Not only did you hit your wife, but you did it so many times, hurting her so deeply. Your wife has already given up on you. Moreover, you slept with Miss Dong and doted on her, giving her so many gifts. I'm sure your wife knew about it a long time ago. There is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable."

"It's also because the old man wants a grandson and puts pressure on me that I..."

"My wife wouldn't think that way. You didn't tell her about the pressure Mr. Mo put on you. If you had told her earlier, and the two of you had tried to figure this out, and treated her well, she wouldn't have been so determined to divorce you."

"Did I really do something wrong? I wanted to be good to her and love her well, but she..."

"Boss, people are made of flesh and blood. If you had changed your attitude from the moment you knew you were in love with your wife, and had been gentle and considerate to her, thinking about her in everything, pampering her, and resolutely not being with other women, perhaps your wife would have understood your good qualities and your difficulties, and slowly fallen in love with you. Unfortunately..."

"Is it really too late?"

Mo Shaoqing asked this question to Qian Feng, but also to himself.

"Boss, the damage has been done. If you want to undo it, it may be...it may be too late. Even if you chase your wife to the crematorium, it may be useless."

"Then how can I win back Weiwei's heart? I've already broken up with Dong Yuanyuan and taken back all the things I gave her. Is that not enough?"

"Once a woman's heart is broken, it's very difficult to redeem it. Even if you and Miss Dong broke up, you... your infidelity is real. I think any woman with a decent outlook on life would never turn back after being hurt like this in a marriage."

"How do you, a single guy, know all this?"

"Boss, even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen pigs run? The Internet is so developed now, there are a lot of secrets to falling in love and chasing a wife online."

"Collect them all and show them to me. I want to try again. I really love Weiwei and can't bear to see her leave me."

Mo Shaoqing's eyes were moist.

"Boss, don't you think it's a bit late to read this now?"

In Qian Feng's heart, he actually sympathized with his boss.

She was not liked by Mr. Mo since she was a child. When she grew up, she was forced by Mr. Mo to marry into the Cheng family. After marriage, she did not know how to love someone, so the problems in the marriage were not entirely the boss's responsibility.

"Even if it's too late, I still want to try this once. I will confess everything to Weiwei. I will find a way to make it up to her for the hurt I caused her before. I will also pamper her and love her well in the future and will never cheat on her again."

"Maybe you can give it a try. Even if you fail, you won't have any regrets."

Qian Feng could only answer this way.

He could foresee that his wife knew everything and would definitely not forgive the boss, so divorce was inevitable.

But seeing his boss like this, he couldn't bear to hit him.

"I must try. When Weiwei comes home, I will confess to her."

"That's fine, come on!"

After Qian Feng said this, he felt that he was talking nonsense.

How could a woman who has been hurt so deeply by her husband's domestic violence and infidelity ever turn back?

If he were his wife, a woman who had suffered grievances and hurt in the marriage, he would never look back.

It seems that the boss’s chances of wooing his wife are slim!

Qian Feng stopped talking and closed his eyes to take a nap.

In the back seat, Mo Shaoqing felt as if he had been enlightened.

After listening to Assistant Qian's words, he woke up.

It turns out that to love a woman, you need to do what Qian Feng said.

He was filled with regret.

All the methods I used before to win back Vivi were wrong.

Pushing the woman you love further and further away!

Arriving at the villa, Mo Shaoqing hurriedly stepped inside. He wanted to confess everything to Weiwei, hoping it wasn't too late.

The villa was deserted.

There was no sign of Cheng Weiwei.

He went to the bedroom, hoping the little woman was still home.

In the bedroom, apart from the dim light of the table lamp on the bedside table, there was no sign of Cheng Weiwei.

He went to look for it elsewhere in the house.

Still no woman.

"Young Master, are you back?"

Nanny Aunt Fang came out of the garden with a look of surprise on her face.

The eldest young master hadn't been home for some time, and she couldn't believe that he suddenly came back.

"Well, is the madam back?"

"No, my wife hasn't been home for a few days. I called her, but she didn't answer."

"What did you say? Weiwei hasn't been home for a few days? Where did she go?"

"I don't know. Her agent called me once and said that his wife hasn't been feeling well lately, so her schedule has been suspended and she needs to recuperate in the hospital. I didn't ask any more questions."

"Is Weiwei sick? Did Lu Xiao tell me which hospital his wife is in?"

"I didn't say it."

"Why don't you ask clearly?"

"I thought you knew. Besides, you're not outside..."

Aunt Fang didn't dare to continue.

As a servant, she was not allowed to reveal the private affairs of her master's family.

"I called Lu Xiao to ask which hospital my wife was in. You didn't even inform me about such a serious illness?"

"I called you, it's..."

"What is it?"

"It was Miss Dong who answered the phone. She said, 'Master, you don't want to take care of Madam. If Madam is sick, just go to the hospital yourself.'"

"Dong Yuanyuan, is she looking for death?"

Mo Shaoqing was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead.

"Master, you should first be concerned about your wife."

"Okay, I'll call Lu Xiao right away."

"Why not just call your wife directly?"

Aunt Fang plucked up the courage to mutter something.

"Yes, I'm so anxious I'm dizzy. Just call Weiwei."

Mo Shaoqing took out his cell phone and called his wife.

The busy tone made him confused.

He thought about it and called Lu Xiao again.

"Mr. Mo, what can I do for you?"

"Lu Xiao, is my wife sick? What's wrong with her? Which hospital is she in?"

"Hey, Mr. Mo, Weiwei has been sick for a few days, and you just remembered to ask? You are really a "good husband"! "

Lu Xiao was mocking.

"Stop talking nonsense, where is Weiwei?"

"I don't know. Weiwei went to the hospital a few days ago, and the doctor told her to go home and rest. I couldn't get in touch with her since then, and I don't know where she went."

"Lu Xiao, I think you know what the consequences of lying to me are."

"Mr. Mo, I didn't lie to you. Even if you fired me, I just don't know. Why don't you go back to the Cheng family and take a look?"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Shaoqing's face turned ashen.

He thought for a moment, then immediately took the car keys and went to Cheng Weiwei's parents' home.

After Mo Shaoqing left, Aunt Fang looked at him with disdain and spat.

"He spends all day with his mistress outside. When has he ever cared so much about his wife? What a scumbag! Bah!"