"Rain!"

Song Wenqian's voice brought Mo Yu back to her senses, and when she turned her head, she saw Song Wenqian walking in with a slight frown, Mo Yu reluctantly squeezed out a smile and asked, "Mom, why are you here?"

"Mom heard Murong say that you agreed to his marriage proposal?" Song Wenqian looked at Mo Yu uncertainly and asked, "Yu'er, have you really thought about it?" Marriage is the most important thing in a woman's life, and she can't be impulsive, otherwise this life will be ruined!"

"Mom, I'm ......" Mo Yu didn't know what to say.

She didn't understand what Song Wenqian said, but did she still have a choice?

She can not marry Murong Ye, but in this way, she can only watch Yan Yize go to prison, watch Yan Yize be hurt, and even lose his life.

She didn't want anything to happen to Yan Yize. I don't want Xiao Yu to have a father at a young age.

For the sake of Yan Yize, for the sake of Xiao Yu, even if she is unwilling, even if she is wronged, she can only want Murong Ye to give in, and there is no other choice.

"Yu'er, Mom has always known that you don't have any feelings for Murong, so your father and I haven't forced you in the past few years! I even postponed your marriage date again and again, just because I didn't want you to regret it!" Song Wenqian sat down next to Mo Yu, took her sign and said earnestly, "Yu'er, are you sure you really think about it?"

"I ......" Mo Yu looked at the concerned expression on Song Wenqian's face, and nodded with difficulty, "I've thought about it!"

"Have you really thought about it?" Song Wenqian was still not very relieved, and asked again.

"Yes, I thought about it! Murong is my fiancé, I should have married him! I've made him wait for so long, I can't be selfish enough to let him wait! This is unfair to her, and ......" Mo Yu smiled bitterly, "I'm not too young, I should have a family!"

"Do you really think so? But haven't you always had no feelings for Murong?"

Song Wenqian frowned and looked at Mo Yu and asked, Mo Yu was very moved in his heart, but he still said insincerely, "Feelings can be cultivated slowly! Murong is so good to me, I believe that sooner or later I will have feelings for him!"

"But ......" Song Wenqian seemed to want to say something, but in the end she didn't say any more.

"You better think about it again! No matter what decision you make, your father and I will stand on your side and be your strongest backing!" Song Wenqian looked at Mo Yu with burning eyes, with a serious and gentle look, "Your father's biggest wish in this life is that you can be happy, and nothing else is important compared to this!"

"Well, thank you, Mom!" Mo Yu threw herself into Song Wenqian's arms, moved to tears.

Leaving Mo Yu's room, Song Wenqian sighed helplessly, and then returned to his and Mo Tianming's room.

"Brother Ming!"

"Are you back?" Mo Tianming glanced up at her and asked softly.

"En!" Song Wenqian nodded and sat down beside him.

"What did she say, Yu'er?"

"Yu'er...... she said"

Song Wenqian roughly recounted the conversation between her and Mo Yu just now. frowned and asked, "Brother Ming, why did you say that Yu'er suddenly figured it out?"

"Yu'er has figured it out, isn't it good?" Mo Tianming asked with a smile.

"It's good, but Brother Ming, Yu'er is ......" Song Wenqian stopped talking and sighed, "I'm worried that she will regret it!" Brother Ming, or you help me persuade her tomorrow, I don't want Yu'er to be unhappy!"

"It's useless to persuade!" Mo Tianming shook his head lightly and said expressionlessly.

"Then what should I do? Could it be that Yu'er was so confused to marry Murong? What if after they got married, Yu'er remembered what happened before? Yu'er would definitely be sad, as a woman, I know too much about Yu'er's thoughts as a woman!"

Mo Tianming took Song Wenqian's hand and smiled slightly, "Okay, don't worry too much! Actually, this matter is really easy to solve, I'll talk to Yu'er tomorrow!"

"Brother Ming, are you going to ......" Song Wenqian raised her head and looked at Mo Tianming fiercely, "Will she not be able to accept Yu'er?"

"Whether she wants to accept it or not, that's her past, she has the right to know! As for how to choose after this, that's her right, and I respect her choice!" Mo Tianming said with burning eyes.

This night, Mo Yu slept very unsteadily, she dreamed that she was married to Murong Ye, and dreamed that Xiao Yu suddenly appeared at the wedding, crying and calling her mother, begging her not to marry Murong Ye. Said he didn't want to live without his mother.

Xiao Yu's crying in the dream made Mo Yu's heart like a knife, and when she woke up, her face was full of tears, and her pillow was also wet.

Sitting on the bed, thinking of the scene in the dream, Mo Yu felt very sad, and tears kept falling.

It's dawn. Mo Yu sat up from the bed and walked to the bathroom to see his bloodshot eyes and heavy dark circles in the mirror.

When she went out, she deliberately put on a pair of brown glasses, she didn't want Mo Tianming and Song Wenqian to see her like this, worried about what they would see.

Walk downstairs to the dining room. Mo Tianming and Song Wenqian just sat down, and when they saw her, they immediately frowned and asked, "Yu'er, what are you doing with your glasses in the morning?"

Faced with Song Wenqian's inquiry, Mo Yu explained, "My eyes are a little uncomfortable, and I can't see the bright light!"

"What's going on, show me!" Song Wenqian said and was about to take off Mo Yu's glasses. Frightened, Mo Yu hurriedly took a step back, shook his head and said, "Mom, I'm fine! It should be conjunctivitis, I'll go get some eye drops and I'll be fine later!"

"Really?" Song Wenqian was still not very relieved, "Otherwise, wait for your mother to accompany you to the hospital." That's reassuring to me!"

"No need, Mom, I'm going to choose a wedding dress with Murong later, I don't have time to go to the hospital!"

"What does it mean to have no time? Is it important to choose a wedding dress or is it important to choose a wedding dress? You can choose a wedding dress at any time, if there is a problem with your body, it is a big thing for a lifetime!"

In Song Wenqian's eyes, there is nothing more important than her precious daughter.

"Mom, I know! Big deal, wait for me to ......" Mo Yu's words were not finished. Murong Ye walked into the restaurant, "Uncle, auntie, Yu'er, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Murong is here!" Song Wenqian nodded, frowned and said, "Murong, Yu'er's eyes are painful and you can't see the light, you don't want to choose a wedding dress today! I'll take Yu'er to the hospital!"

"What??Yu'er's eyes hurt so much that I couldn't see the light?" Murong's face tightened, "Yu'er, what's the matter?"

"I'm fine!" Mo Yu shook his head, "My mother is making too much of a fuss, it's just conjunctivitis, you don't need to go to the hospital at all, just drop some eye drops!"

"How's that going to work? I have to go to the hospital!

Murong Ye's attitude made Song Wenqian very satisfied, looked at Mo Yu and said, "You see Murong said so, you don't have to be tough anymore! Listen to Damn, it's right! Hurry up and eat, wait for us to go to the hospital!"

"Murong, have you eaten, stay and eat together!"

"Okay!" Murong Ye readily agreed. After eating, Song Wenqian was about to go upstairs to change her clothes, but Murong Ye stopped her, "Auntie, don't bother! I'll take Yu'er to the hospital!"

"That'...... Okay!" Song Wenqian hesitated slightly, and Murong Ye walked up to Mo Yu to pull Mo Yu's hand, "Yu'er." Let's go!"

Mo Yu instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't want Murong Ye's speed to be too fast, so he grabbed her hand and pulled her outside.

"Pay attention to safety on the road, call me as soon as there is any situation!"

Song Wenqian's exhortation came from behind him, and Murong Ye turned around and smiled, "Okay, Auntie, don't worry!"

Getting into the car and leaving the Mo family, the smile on Murong Ye's face gradually converged, and he asked worriedly with a slight twist of his brows, "Are your eyes okay?"

Seeing Murong Ye reaching out to take off her glasses, Mo Yu hurriedly blocked his hand and shook his head. "I'm fine!"

"What's okay?

Murong Ye took off Mo Yu's glasses like lightning, and when he saw the bloodshot in Mo Yu's eyes, he frowned and asked, "You didn't sleep last night?"

"I can't sleep!" Mo Yu sighed and replied.

"Then sleep now!I'll wake you up when I get to the hospital!" Murong Ye handed her glasses back to Mo Yu and motioned for her to lie down and sleep for a while.

Mo Yu put on his glasses and shook his head at him, "No need." I'm fine! Well, don't go to the hospital! I just didn't sleep well!"

"No, we have to go to the hospital! Otherwise Auntie should be worried!"

Mo Yu couldn't argue, so he could only follow Murong Ye.

Along the way, Murong Ye didn't speak again, the carriage was very quiet, and Mo Yu didn't want to sleep. But in such a quiet environment, she still fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Yu vaguely heard the sound of the car door, and when he opened his eyes, Murong Ye was about to get out of the car.

"Have you arrived?" Mo Yu opened his eyes and wanted to follow, Murong Ye wrinkled his eyebrows and shook his head at her, "You just stay in the car! I'll be back soon!"

After speaking, Murong Ye left. Mo Yu looked at his distant back and pursed his lips tightly.

Murong Ye came back after more than half an hour, carrying a bag in his hand and handing it to Mo Yu.

"What is this?" Mo Yu asked curiously.

"Your medicine, as well as medical records, and checklists!" After speaking, Murong Ye took the car door and casually ordered, "Let's go!"

The car started slowly and left the hospital's underground parking lot.

"Shall we go back?"

"Go back?" Murong Ye turned his head to look at Mo Yu and shook his head gently, "Let's go choose a wedding dress!"

Mo Yu was a little disappointed, and said worriedly, "Murong, why don't you go another day! I'm so sleepy, I want to go back and rest!"

"It's the same as sleeping in the car! Choosing a wedding dress doesn't take much time!"

After speaking, Murong Ye ignored Mo Yu, took out his mobile phone and called Song Wenqian, briefly explained the situation, and told Song Wenqian not to worry too much, Mo Yu was fine.

Murong Ye took Mo Yu into a high-end wedding dress shop in the city.

"Sir, miss, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Take a look at the best wedding dresses in your store!" Murong Ye ordered casually, pulling Mo Yu to sit on a chair in the rest area on the side.

Soon the clerk came over with several sets of wedding dresses, "Sir, Miss, these are the best wedding dresses in our store!

"Yu'er, which one do you like?" Murong Ye asked with a smile.

"I don't care, you can just like it!" Mo Yu didn't even look at it, and said casually.

Her attitude made Murong Ye a little displeased, "Yu'er, don't you even want to take a look?"

Mo Yu noticed that his tone was not good, so he raised his head unwillingly and looked at it, casually pointed to one of the wedding dresses and said, "That's it!"

After speaking, Mo Yu turned his head to look out the window, his face a little gloomy.

Murong Ye's face was very bad, but he never had a seizure. The female clerk on the side looked at the two of them with curiosity.

There were many people who came to their shop to choose wedding dresses, and it was the first time she had seen such a couple, and the woman seemed to be completely uninterested.

"Are there anything else besides these sets?" Murong Ye frowned and glanced at Mo Yu, then turned his head and asked the clerk.

"Yes, yes, but it's not in stock, only pictures! Would you like to take a look?"

"Take a look!" where Murong Ye carefully chose a wedding dress for Mo Yu. Mo Yu's attention was never here, looking at the hurried pedestrians on the street outside the window, Mo Yu's eyes were full of confusion, and his eyes were empty and distressing.

After a long time, Murong Ye closed the album in his hand, frowned, and said, "I'm not mistaken. Your store should accept customization, right?"

"Yes, sir, you can ask for it, and our designer will customize the wedding dress for you according to your requirements!"

Murong Ye nodded, and asked the clerk to invite the designer out for a while, and the two communicated for a while, and asked the designer to measure Mo Yu's size, Mo Yu was like a marionette, allowing the designer to take a tape measure and draw on her, without any smiling face during the whole process, and Murong Ye also blackened his face.

A car across the road from the bridal shop suddenly stopped, the window fell, and Yan Yize, who was frowning, fell on Mo Yu in the bridal shop across the road.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Why is she here?"

"Who?" Luo Qi looked curiously at Yan Yize's gaze, and vaguely saw the hazy figure of Mo Yu in the wedding dress shop opposite, "Miss Mo Yu?"

"En!" Yan Yize nodded. looked at Luo Qi and said, "You wait for me here for a while, I'll come when I go!"

After speaking, Yan Yize opened the car door and got out of the car, crossed the road and pushed the door into the wedding dress shop.

"Welcome, sir, is there anything we can do for you?" said a female clerk with a smile.

"I'm looking for someone!" Yan Yize finished speaking and went straight to Mo Yu, Murong Ye found him the moment Yan Yize entered the door, but he didn't make a noise, just frowned and glanced at him.

Seeing Yan Yize coming over at this time, he looked at Yan Yize expressionlessly.

Yan Yize nodded at him and looked at Mo Yu and smiled, "Mo Yu, we meet again!"

"Yi Ze, why are you?" Seeing Yan Yize, Mo Yu was taken aback, and his heart was a little apprehensive.

"I was passing by here, and I just saw you here, come over and say hello!" Yan Yize nodded his head, glanced at the wedding dresses displayed in the store, frowned and asked, "What are you ......?"

Mo Yu was panicked by him, and was about to speak with his head down, but Murong Ye had already opened his mouth first, "I'll bring Yu'er to choose a wedding dress!"

"Are you going to get married?"

"Yes, a week later, Crown Hotel, I hope you can come to cheer at that time!" Murong Ye looked at Yan Yize with a smile and said.

Yan Yize didn't speak, he looked at Mo Yu, his eyes full of inquiry.

Seeing Mo Yu pursing his lips and nodding, Yan Yize nodded with a smile and said, "Then I really want to congratulate you!

Looking at the smile on Yan Yize's face, Mo Yu's heart felt like she had been pricked by a needle, and at this moment she suddenly had an impulse to tell Yan Yize desperately that she was Qin Yi and that she didn't want to marry Murong Ye.