Gain A Cute Wife By “Kidnap”

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 - Active Kissing

Facing Du Yijue's bowed head in apology, Mo Ya exhaled. After a few moments, he asked, “How did you know I was in China?”

“I've always known your whereabouts.”

Du Yijue's voice was subdued, fearing Mo Ya's anger.

Mo Ya didn't seem surprised by Du Yijue's response, likely understanding his nature.

However, Mo Ya was still taken aback that Du Yijue had waited almost five years to find him. If Du Yijue had known his location earlier, he would have either captured him or used it as leverage.

Although Mo Ya hadn't known about the child when he first left Du Yijue, he realized that Du Yijue must have known and kept it from him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have claimed to be the child's father. Mo Ya wasn't sure of Du Yijue's motives, or perhaps he was afraid to consider them.

At that time, Du Yijue only suspected that Mo Ya might be pregnant and wanted to surprise him. However, things went awry, and Mo Ya left abruptly, catching him off guard.

“I know my actions disgust you, but I couldn't trust you alone. That's why I've always been keeping tabs on you.”

Du Yijue quickly apologized, not wanting to provoke Mo Ya's anger.

Mo Ya suddenly glanced at Du Yijue. Seeing his bowed head in apology, Mo Ya felt that Du Yijue had become even more submissive than before. He knew he owed Mo Ya an apology.

People can indeed change over time.

This thought crossed Mo Ya's mind as he observed Du Yijue.

But then, he laughed bitterly. Yes, I've always been infatuated with this kind of man who goes too far.

“Mo Ya, don't stay silent. If you're angry, hit me. Don't hold it in and harm yourself.”

Mo Ya's silence made Du Yijue worry that he was suppressing his anger, making him extremely anxious.

Mo Ya looked at Du Yijue for a moment, then raised his hand and slapped Du Yijue on the ear. The sound echoed crisply through the room.

Afterward, his voice was calm and indifferent. “Indeed.” He then gazed directly at Du Yijue.

How long had it been since I last saw his face? Nearly five years! Over these past years, even though I forced myself not to think of him, his words, whether good or bad, frequently echoed in my mind.

Mo Ya suddenly raised his hand again, but this time, he didn't strike Du Yijue; instead, he gently caressed the spot he had just hit.

“Don't cry, I'm sorry, it's my fault. If I had explained everything and kept you from leaving, things wouldn't have ended up like this.”

Seeing Mo Ya's tears, Du Yijue's heart felt as though it was being torn apart. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears at the corners of Mo Ya's eyes.

Du Yijue finally realized that Mo Ya loved him, but he had his own principles.

“Mo Ya, come with me! I will treat you well.” His eyes reddened again as he placed a tender kiss on Mo Ya's forehead, filled with love.

Mo Ya didn't respond verbally but instead kissed Du Yijue's lips. Leaning into Du Yijue's embrace, this was his answer.