Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Marriage Contract Is Required
Lan Moying didn't know how she insisted on the end of this press conference, she only knew that she was surprised to say something at this press conference, she was pregnant. If it weren't for the attitude of the three people of the Lan family, and the indifference of the second elder of the Ou family, it would not have aroused Lan Moying's strong fighting spirit.
Anyway, if she shrinks her head and stretches her head, she would rather choose the one who stretches out her head, even if she dies, all the initiative is in her own hands. Since she has chosen the way to go, no matter how confused she is, she has to go on, this is her Lan Moying's life.
Ou Zhexi looked at her playfully, his eyes full of ridicule. "My future wife, your performance is quite good!" After speaking, he put his arm around Lan Moying's waist with one hand, and showed the love of the two of them in front of all the reporters who left.
Lan Moying wanted to break free from her embrace, only to see Ou Zhexi attached to her ear and gently added: "My dear woman, if you don't want to show your flaws, please keep smiling and cooperate with all my movements." ”
When this scene came to this, Lan Moying knew that he had to laugh if he could laugh, and he had to laugh if he couldn't. But it's not wrong to think about this hateful man's words, this bitter melon face, how can a shrewd reporter not see something unusual?
Lan Moying's thin lips rose slightly, revealing a smile that was not worth his life. This signature smile really seems to make Ou Zhexi quite satisfied. Because of Lan Moying's bright smile, he kissed her on the forehead.
It was a sudden attack again, and I really didn't know what trick he was playing, but Lan Moying couldn't push him away except with a smile.
The reporters who left the scene saw that the two of them acted so intimately, and they couldn't help but turn around and take a few photos. All the reporters present today were satisfied, and in the eyes of all the reporters, it was a good thing that this farce of a wealthy family finally turned into a comedy.
However, what kind of good thing this is, only Lan Moying knew the taste of it later. After experiencing this time-limited engagement, she realized that her choice today was the most unclear.
After the roundabout reporter left the scene, Lan Moying's face remained indifferent, and she left Ou Zhexi's arm very neatly, standing away from him like a thief.
"My child's mother, why are you turning your face faster than turning a book? The reporter hasn't gone far yet? Are you not afraid that they will turn back immediately? But the explanation is not clear, what do you say?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying with deep eyes, with ridicule and ridicule in his eyes.
I'm not a three-year-old child, so I'm not so easy to deceive? Anyway, the reporters are far away, and there is no need for me to show fake affection with you. Anyway, it won't take long for your Eurasian stocks to stabilize, and then you will go your own way and have nothing to do with each other.
Lan Moying's eyebrows raised slightly, raised her chin and glanced at Ou Zhexi very coldly, wanting to leave alone. Since the press conference has been held and the play is over, there is no need for her to continue to stand here with him, and her legs are numb.
"What? Just glance at me and want to leave? Don't you think we should find a place to talk about our contract in detail?" Ou Zhexi suddenly floated out the word contract, which made Lan Moying feel a little shocked.
"Contract, what contract, what other contract is there between the two of us?" Although Lan Moying was surprised, she deliberately kept her calm and couldn't let this man see any panic in her eyes. The man in front of him is a smart fox, and he is playing tricks with this smart fox, so he must be calm.
"Do you think we can't draw up a contract for the two of us?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying and threw out this sentence lazily.
"Are you afraid that I will run away from the marriage before I marry you, or will I disappear after marrying you?" What more marriage contract do you want?" The banter on the corner of Lan Moying's mouth rose again because of Ou Zhexi's words. At this time, she once again realized that the man who had fought with her was extraordinarily shrewd, and if she signed this contract with him, she would die even more miserably.
Lan Moying thought that it was just a fake marriage, and it didn't have to be very realistic, it was nothing more than two unrelated people in the same house, staying for a while, living according to each other's trajectory and not violating each other. Therefore, in Lan Moying's opinion, that marriage contract is just a pretense, what else should be signed?
However, Ou Zhexi has fought with Lan Moying twice, he doesn't think so, the weak woman in front of him is not so easy to get along with and deal with as he seems, so this contract has to be signed.
"Sign a contract, do you have a guarantee for each other?Or, Miss Moying's charm is full of charm, and a few more Cheng Biting Jin will come out halfway, I'm not a bamboo basket to draw water?" Ou Zhexi is referring to Chen Biting Jin here is not someone else, but Ling Zihan, who has been holding him back for so many years.
"Don't worry, I promised you that things will be done, without this contract, I will be just as serious as you are about to carry out all the things that this fake marriage contract has to do, and I don't have Cheng Biting Jin who will appear halfway, but you have to pay attention. ”
And Lan Moying really doesn't know who he is, but he just thinks that he is not ordinary funny and cunning, but it is nothing more than a fake marriage contract. However, the more he wanted to sign, the more she had to raise the bar and not want to sign with him.
She Lan Moying is not a person who makes her a circle, she is a round person, why should I be at your mercy? Thinking about the legs under her, she involuntarily took a step towards the venue.
"What's the matter, if you don't get married, you want to run away halfway?" Ou Zhexi stepped forward with an arrow, looked at Lan Moying with a gloomy face, and then left the venue with her half-hugging and half-pulling.