In the café, Qi Qi sat opposite Su Nian'an, biting the straw in distress. "He's been looking for you for a long time. The "he" Qi Qi refers to is, of course, Han Mochen, who has been struggling to find the missing Su Nian'an recently.

A hint of gloom flashed in Su Nian'an's eyes, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "So what?" Qi Qi saw Su Nian'an's haggard appearance, and her heart ached, "Don't torture yourself......"

Su Nianan shook his head and said, "I have already decided, and I will definitely not go back." ”

When Qi Qi saw her resolute look, she knew that no matter what she said, Su Nianan would not return to China, so she had to give up. The two diverted the topic and chatted about each other's family routines. Qi Qi tried his best to find something interesting to tell Su Nian'an, and teased Su Nian'an until Su Nian'an showed a sincere smile.

"Then I'm leaving. Qi Qi raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said. Su Nianan was slightly stunned, biting her lower lip and wanting to say something, but in the end she just waved her hand. Qi Qi stood up, hugged Su Nian'an, and choked up.

"Goodbye. Su Nianan gently patted Qi Qi's back like comforting a child, and said softly, "It's okay." Qi Qi has traveled thousands of miles to France for her, and she is already very moved.

Qi Qi and Su Nianan hugged for a few minutes before they reluctantly let go of Su Nian'an, tears rolling in their eyes. "I'm leaving. Qi Qi said. Su Nianan nodded, not going to send her, afraid that she would cry. When Qi Qi's figure disappeared around the corner of the street, Su Nian'an's suppressed tears dared to flow out.

When he dragged his tired body back to the house that Mo Jiali had found for himself, it was already dark. Mo Jiali prepares dinner in the kitchen, and her skills are very skillful. "Thank you for your hard work. Su Nianan leaned against the kitchen door, a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and expressed his heartfelt gratitude. Mo Jiali shrugged disappreciatively.

He quipped, "Say thank you, and use your nose to smell how my dish is doing." ”

Su Nianan smiled, snorted really seriously, and said seriously: "Yes, but there is too much oil, and the taste is too heavy." Mo Jiali was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Su Nianan to really say it. At the same time, he also gave Su Nianan a thumbs up. He did put too much oil.

It wasn't until Mo Jiali brought all the dishes to the table that Su Nianan really realized that Mo Jiali really had good cooking skills. The dishes are completely full of color, flavor and flavor. Seeing Su Nian'an's reaction, Mo Jiali said proudly: "Try it." Su Nianan nodded and couldn't wait to taste it. After the two finished dinner, Su Nianan suddenly proposed to take a walk on the lakeside behind the residence. Mo Jiali agreed to Su Nian'an's suggestion without hesitation.

Su Nian'an and Mo Jiali walked side by side on the lakeside, the wind blew through Su Nian'an's long skirt, and there was a fresh smell of perfume, which made people feel refreshed. Su Nian'an admired the French town at night, and suddenly understood why so many domestic artists liked it here.

France is a country with a very unique charm, it is romantic, elegant, and a little bit of the laziness of a prodigal son. Being in such a country makes you want to slow down and enjoy life. Su Nianan admired the scenery, and Mo Jiali admired Su Nianan. He never imagined that he and Su Nianan would one day walk side by side in a foreign country.

Suddenly, Su Nian'an stopped and lowered his head. Mo Jiali also followed her pause and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?" Su Nianan raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said the words in his heart in one go.

"I ...... I want to forge a marriage certificate with you and send it to Han Mochen, but he is still looking for me. I'm going to make him die. ”

Su Nianan finished cautiously, observing Mo Jiali's reaction. But he didn't expect Mo Jiali to just smile slightly and say, "Okay." Things went very smoothly, Su Nianan handled the documents with the help of Mo Jiali, and copied a fake address that was mailed to Han Mochen.

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"Unexpectedly...... Married......" In China, Han Mochen sat in the spacious president's office, looking at the palm-sized copy in his hand stupidly, his face was like earth, and his heart was like a knife. What he was holding in his hand was the copy that Su Nian'an sent him. With the help of Mo Jiali, this marriage certificate was almost the same as the real one, and Rao and Han Mochen didn't see a trace of abnormality.

Han Mochen tore the copy in his hand violently and threw it into the trash. The pain in his eyes was gone, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes. Han Mochen dialed out the number and ordered the people below not to investigate Su Nian'an anymore, and the whole process was incredibly calm.

It's just that Han Mochen himself knows what Han Mochen has experienced. Of course, Han's mother clearly knew Han Mochen's movements, and she was naturally very happy to believe that Su Nian'an had married in France. It happened that Lin Xingyao's birthday was approaching, and Han's mother asked someone to pick and choose a week in advance, and finally bought a necklace as a gift for Lin Xingyao. Lin Xingyao ......" Han Mochen clenched the things in his hand

Han's mother wished that Han Mochen would die for Su Nian'an, and then let Lin Xingyao marry into her own family. On Lin Xingyao's birthday, Han's mother forced Han Mochen to put down all kinds of entertainment and accompany herself to Lin Xingyao's birthday banquet. Han Mochen was really helpless under the persecution of Han's mother, and finally followed Han's mother to Lin Xingyao's birthday banquet.

At the birthday party, there are many people from different circles. Industry elites, business tycoons, and high-ranking officialdom are all indispensable people. And, of course, entertainment gossip journalists.

He has always scoffed at these occasions, especially whenever Han Mochen attends a banquet, there will always be a flash from the entertainment reporter's camera hitting him.

This time is no exception. As soon as Han Mochen entered the venue of Lin Xingyao's birthday, there was a burst of clattering photo sounds around him. No matter how angry Han Mochen is, he is not afraid of death and leans forward. "Han Mochen!" Lin Xingyao saw that Han Mochen was surrounded by a group of entertainment reporters, and hurriedly ran over. But he didn't expect to run over, not only did he not rescue Han Mochen, but he also put himself in.

However, Han's mother was very happy with this scene. "Han Mochen, hurry up and give the gift to Xing Yao!" Han Mu ordered under the gaze of everyone.

Han Mochen held back the anger in his heart, took out the necklace, and gave it to Lin Xingyao. This move spread to major entertainment magazines within an hour.

The first day of the next day was "Han Mochen gave a birthday gift to the eldest lady of the Lin family, and the two are going to get married", and other rumors. "What is there to refute......" Lin Xingyao sat lazily on the bed, reading the newspaper, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a smug smile. That's what she wants.