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This can be regarded as a kind of confession by her to him......

Whenever they go to a strange place, people are accustomed to reporting safety to those closest to them. 【Wuruo.com debut】

Although she knew that Beichen Shaoting might not want to see her news, she still couldn't help but want to send him a message.

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"Miss Mo, lunch is ready." A maid, who came over slowly at some point, said in a very gentle tone.

Mo Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly put away his phone.

"Oh." She nodded.

"Please follow me." The maid made a gesture, and Mo Qianqian got up to follow.

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When eating, Mo Qianqian basically had no appetite, and her attention was always on the mobile phone on the side.

She was waiting for Beichen Shaoting to send her a message back, but unfortunately she didn't wait for anything.

She sighed slightly......

"Isn't the dish appetizing?" At this time, Yin Yecheng, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly asked.

"No...... Maybe I've been flying for a long time and I'm feeling a little unwell. She shook her head, picked up her phone, and put it in her pocket.

"I want to go back and rest first." Mo Qianqian got up and said suddenly.

Yin Yecheng nodded, and then looked at the servant on the side.

The maid understood, and then led the way, leading the way and taking Mo Qianqian to a room on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Qianqian found his luggage that had been placed in the cabinet.

She opened the lockbox, took out the picture frame, and placed it on the bedside table in the room.

Photo on ...... She was wearing a wedding dress and smiling so sweetly.

And Beichen Shaoting, although he still looks so cold, he has a faint smile on his face......

Mo Qian paused, stretched out his hand to stroke the Beichen Shaoting in the photo, and the tip of his nose suddenly pantothenic......

After a long time, she took out her phone again and looked at it, but there was still no reply from him in the mailbox.

She sighed a little lost, sat down on the bed, and then slowly lay down.

And in her hand, she has been holding her mobile phone.

Probably because she was too tired and dazed, she fell asleep......

She had a dream, a terrible dream......

In the dream, Beichen Shaoting actually took the divorce agreement and asked her to sign it.

That picture...... It turned out to be exactly the same as when he forced her to sign the marriage registration form!

"I don't sign it!" Mo Qianqian shook her head vigorously, she didn't want to divorce him......

Hearing that she didn't sign, Beichen Shaoting angrily overturned the table......

At this time, she suddenly woke up......

When I woke up, it was already night.

There are no lights in the room......

"Have a nightmare?" In the room, a voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Qianqian was shocked......

Immediately after, the bedside light was turned on.

Yin Yecheng was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her.

"You...... How did it end up here? Mo Qianqian hurriedly sat up, and then looked at Yin Yecheng.

"Are you hungry?" Yin Yecheng didn't answer her words, but changed the topic.

She didn't wake up at dinner, so he didn't let the servants disturb her.

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian unconsciously reached out and touched his stomach.

Truly...... Her stomach was rumbling with hunger now.

She nodded.

"I'll have someone bring you something to eat." Yin Yecheng nodded, and then slowly left with the wheelchair.

After a while, the servant brought some food to eat.

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