Chapter 320 Happy Wedding (1/3)
Qiao Yimo rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth, "Okay, wait, I won't drive you away because you have worked so hard to help us both."
"Don't worry, you will not drive me away." Mo Nan smiled evilly, "Baby, come here, Auntie will play with you."
Just after lunch, Qiao Yimo made three dishes and one soup.
After the meal, Qiao Ranran played for a while and fell asleep.
Mo Nan made two cups of coffee and chatted with Qiao Yimo on the outdoor balcony.
Unable to let go of what happened before, Qiao Yimo still picked up the phone and gave Wei Minghan a call.
Not knowing what was said over there, her face gradually became a little ugly.
Putting down the phone, Mo Nan couldn't wait to ask, "What's the matter? He didn't really sign it? That's bigamy."
Qiao Yimo closed his eyes and took a breath, seeming to calm himself down, and said in a low voice, "He said, Fu Sinian promised that he would sign on the day of the engagement."
Mo Nan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly blinked, "Is he a derailment in marriage?"
Qiao Yimo ignored her, just thinking in his mind, why didn't he sign, he obviously didn't love him, is there anything else to nostalgia for
He didn't move at all after she left, she thought he signed.
"You said, if it is announced that you two have been married, will the matter of Gu Yao's junior high rank be blamed by Qianfu?"
Qiao Yimo's eyes condensed slightly, and he suddenly looked at her, "It's not necessary, I don't want to trouble myself anymore. It's been three years, I just want to live peacefully and slowly now."
Mo Nan supported his chin with one hand and stirred the coffee in the quilt, and said casually: "Remember me back then? I also want to be calm, but your presence is already an eyesore to some people, so it's impossible. Calm down. Compared to Qi Qing, I think Gu Yao is even more concealed. Three years ago, her appearance clearly made you feel her hostility, but she didn't do anything to hurt you obviously. It's like doing nothing, but being caught between you two all the time, I think she is really a very strange woman."
Qiao Yimo looked at the blue sky in the distance, squinted his eyes, as if he was reminiscing about Gu Yao, and said: "She is indeed an invisible woman, and I will finally
Yu understands why she was always so confident at the beginning, probably because she never thought that she would lose. It turns out that she did win and got what she wanted. "
Quietly looking at a certain point in the distance, after a few seconds of silence, she said again: "But I don't understand one thing. When I woke up from the hospital that year, Madam Chen told me that I was carried into the operating room due to heavy bleeding. The attending doctor Gu Yao, even a small local hospital in France can find out that my child is still there. How could her experienced medical doctor misdiagnose? Even if she wanted everyone to know that I had a miscarriage, she could take the opportunity The fake drama is true, and the trouble will be eliminated forever. It is impossible for others to doubt her, let alone me, who was in a coma at the time? But why didn't she do it? I don't think she was me because of my conscience."
When Mo Nan heard her words, his face changed slightly, and he said seriously: "According to you, apart from us, she may be the only person who knows the existence of the child. Then what is the reason for her doing this? What? No woman would allow a man she likes to have a child with someone else, would she? She didn't kill her and gave her life again. What is the concept? Is she really the Virgin?"
It doesn't look like facing.
Qiao Yimo squeezed the cup tightly, his eyes deepened, and slowly said: "No matter what the concept, if it is really like this, I have to thank her."
Mo Nan pouted, "Yes, you are the Virgin!"
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At night, inside the "Night" bar.
Obviously when the night market just started, the whole bar was empty, not even a waiter.
At the bar, there were a few people sitting inside and outside, either in suits and shoes, or casual gentlemen.
Inside the bar, the man in the white shirt flexibly prepared the cocktail in his hand, poured it into the glass, and moved it to the man opposite.
"Here, it's specially made for you. I named this one "Happy Newlyweds." ""
As soon as the voice fell, the wine was hooked by a hand in the side, and kicked him by the foot under the table, "Which one of your gods saw him happy?"
Pei Qian was the one who made the bartending. He poured himself a glass of whiskey and lay down on the table lazily, looking at the man who was drinking, and chuckles, "He is almost unhappy with this expression, how can I see it? Out
Come, can you tell that he is not happy now? But he personally announced the marriage to a group of media, and there was no such scene the previous time. "
Rong Feng put down the cup in his hand, tilted his head and looked at the man silently, not knowing what he was thinking.
The man in his thirties was sitting in the middle, with that handsome and outrageous face, indifferent, abstinent, let alone happy, and could not see anything.
The austere eyebrows, sharp contours, and thin and sexy lips are all fascinating.
The figure wrapped in a dark-colored shirt made by hand, the neckline is open at will, you can see the value at a glance. The extremely pale eyes under the short hair, the deep pupils, revealing a sense of aristocratic decadence, but it is still high above.
As if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two, after drinking the last sip of the wine, he got up, picked up the coat on the side and left.
Rong Feng twisted his eyebrows and grabbed him, "If you don't say a word, you can leave after drinking. You are too boring."
The man raised his eyelids and looked back at him lightly, with some cool eyes, "You can drink each other if you want to make sense, I don't have time to play with you here."
Rong Feng curled his lips and smiled lazily, "You said you are going to be engaged, when do you plan to sign the divorce?"
Pei Qian also raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Fu Sinian pursed his lips, broke away from his hand, stood upright, without a trace of wrinkled clothes, and detached himself from the cold and noble aura. He smiled coldly, "Who told you that I didn't sign?"
Pei Qian, "..."
"Have you signed?"
Rong Feng also slowly narrowed his eyes, slightly surprised, and then chuckled lightly, "It seems that there is no need to tell you this news of mine."
He turned his head in a sense of interest and continued to drink.
Fu Sinian's dark eyes condensed and looked at him. His voice was a little hoarse after drinking, accompanied by chills, "What news."
"It has nothing to do with you anyway, you don't need to care, right?"
Fu Sinian stared at Rong Feng for a long time, and Jun’s face was covered with a thin layer of chill, as if he was examining it, and as if he had guessed something, but he was completely uninterested, even unwilling. Learn more, turned around and left without saying a word, without even looking back.
Pei Qian looked at the man who was going away, his eyes turned to Rong Feng, "It's about her?"
(End of this chapter)