"Just one thing." Yan Qingchi looked at him and said seriously, "Since you have decided to get married, many things before marriage should come to an end. Whether it's me or you, no matter who you liked before marriage, Who has been entangled with, and now that you are married, then all of these must be turned over. The two of us are married, not only the two of us, but also the Jiang, Yan and Qiqi families, so under normal circumstances, no matter what happens , I don’t care about it, and I won’t divorce you. But,” Yan Qingchi said seriously, “If you fall in love with someone else in marriage, or have something to do with someone else, I don’t care about this person. As soon as we met, or after we got married, I would never stay in the same room with you. At that time, I hope we can divorce peacefully."
"Why aren't you worried that you fell in love with someone else or that your old relationship rekindled?" Jiang Mochen asked back.
When Yan Qingchi heard the resurgence of the old relationship, he knew that Jiang Mochen had indeed investigated him, and also knew about the past between the original owner and Li Xinran. He thought about it and asked, "Do you think you are good enough?"
"Of course." Jiang Mochen said confidently.
"That's right." Yan Qingchi leaned on the back of the chair, and said calmly: "Since you are good enough, and I face you all day long, why do you still like others?"
Jiang Mochen was taken aback by his rhetorical question, this sentence...why does it seem to be flirting with him...
Yan Qingchi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think so much. When you should like it, it's useless to say so much now. If you shouldn't like it, it's even more useless for you to say these words. Or remember Let me say it, the past is over, don't look back in the future, and don't do things that are sorry to each other, even if it is to give Qiqi a normal growth environment, even if you and I don't have love, we must create a peaceful A warm look, understand?"
Jiang Mochen reached out and took his hand away, "Don't worry, Qiqi is my son, I care more about him than you do."
"That's best." Yan Qingchi said without staying any longer, and said goodbye to him, got out of the car, and walked to his own community.
Jiang Mochen watched him step by step towards the car away from him, and frowned silently. Yan Qingchi's back is very good-looking, not only good-looking, but also indifferent and unrestrained. He looked at it quietly, and remembered what he said just now. Combined with Yan Qingchi, who is stupid and pretentious, he was a little confused for a moment, what kind of personality is this person? Is it true that he married himself just for the five million
He thought of Yan Qingchi's sentence just now: I face you all day, why do I like others. Jiang Mochen was suddenly a little irritable, he couldn't, he likes himself, right
It's just that before this idea had time to germinate, he pressed it back into the soil. As far as he is concerned, it doesn't matter whether he likes Yan Qingchi or not, so since he doesn't like Yan Qingchi, there is no need for him to speculate on other people's minds.
He restrained his thoughts, and the moment Yan Qingchi entered the community, he turned the car around and drove back. He doesn't need and doesn't want to spend any time here at Yan Qingchi, he just lives with a partner, each takes what he needs, and doesn't need so much pursuit.
Soon, Yan Qingchi got the certificate with Jiang Mochen on a sunny day. The marriage certificate was very red, no different from the ones he had seen before crossing. He looked at the marriage certificate in his hand and heaved a long sigh.
Jiang Mochen looked at him, "What, regret it?"
"That's not true. I'm just feeling that my short but pleasant single life ended like this. Haven't you heard that marriage is the tomb of love, we..."
"There is no love between us." Jiang Mochen interrupted him to remind.
"That's even more terrifying," Yan Qingchi looked at him, "Ordinary marriages are like a cemetery, but for us, it's a barren grave with no end in sight!"
Jiang Mochen: ...
"Do you want to have a drink with me and lament the single happiness that has left us?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
The two of them have also been together for a while, and they are much more familiar with each other than when they first met, so that Jiang Mochen has lost his gentle appearance, revealing the not so beautiful inside under his beautiful skin.
Sure enough, after hearing his invitation, Jiang Mochen let out a "huh", "I don't have time."
Yan Qingchi felt that he missed the Jiang Mochen he met at the beginning, so he still pretended to be gentle, unlike now, he has exposed his indifference without fear.
He put on a look of shock, and looked at the person in the driver's seat in disbelief, "Today is the day we get the certificate, you told me that you don't have time? What you said before, you will fulfill the responsibility of a husband and try to satisfy you." What about my request?" Yan Qingchi shook his head and said with emotion: "Sure enough, all good-looking men are deceptive."
Jiang Mochen looked at him coldly, "When you say this, you can first look at your face in the mirror."
"I'm different," Yan Qingchi said calmly, "I never lie, you see, I said I promised to marry you, so let's get married." He raised the marriage certificate in his hand.
Jiang Mochen was helpless, "Where are you going?"
"You asked me where I was going when you wanted to go out on your own? Of course you sent me home."
Jiang Mochen rolled his eyes at him, and drove towards home.
When he got to the community, Yan Qingchi unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, and saw Jiang Mochen also unbuckled his seat belt, "Why, did you leave something at home?"
"Yeah, the wine is at home."
Yan Qingchi nodded, but suddenly reflected, wait, did he... agree to drink with him
He turned his head and asked tentatively, "Are you still in the same place?"
"what?"
"Me!" Yan Qingchi pointed to himself.
Jiang Mochen was amused by him, and he didn't speak, noncommittal.
Knowing that he had guessed right, Yan Qingchi got out of the car, closed the door, and gave him a nice smile, "I take back what I said before, I think you are pretty good, just like me, your appearance is directly proportional to your character."
Jiang Mochen closed the car door and looked at him, "No need, you and I are completely different," he pointed at Yan Qingchi, and then at himself, "You two, understand?"
"Understood." Yan Qingchi responded perfunctorily.
He felt that Jiang Mochen seemed to be more reasonable than he imagined, and he was a bit more stubborn.
"Next time, I can teach Qiqi to draw ducks."
"What did you say?" Jiang Mochen asked him.
"What about the painting class of chess and chess? Why, do you want to come together?"
Jiang Mochen snorted coldly, fully expressing his dissatisfaction with his own eyes.
Yan Qingchi thought it was a little funny, so he bumped his arm, "Are you really not coming? One-to-two small class teaching, free private tutoring, and packaged teaching sessions, you can't continue to attend classes."
Jiang Mochen stopped in his tracks.
"Why don't you leave?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
"I'm afraid that the smell of alcohol will affect Teacher Yan's class. Teacher Yan should drink alone and get drunk."
"Don't," Yan Qingchi went to pull him, "What's the point of drinking and getting drunk alone, I like to get drunk and make beautiful women into pairs."
Jiang Mochen sneered.
"Don't worry, Teacher Yan won't be in class today." Yan Qingchi assured him, "You have to trust me."
Jiang Mochen looked at the sky speechlessly, and walked forward silently. Yan Qingchi quickly followed and entered the elevator with him.