"It's not sudden, you and Xiaolin have been talking for more than two years, and if you drag it on, it's not grandma's. Another day, let Xiao Lin take you to see the wedding room, if you are not satisfied, see whether to choose a new piece of land, or change to a ready-made residence. ”

Old Madam Mo patted the back of Qiao Weihuan's hand with her other hand, and said kindly: "Girl, grandma has prepared everything, only you, the granddaughter-in-law." ”

Qiao Weihuan lowered her eyebrows and smiled softly.

"Grandma, I'm almost embarrassed by what you said......"

Coming out of the Mo family's old house, Mo Xilin opened the car door and asked Qiao Weihuan, "Go to see Aunt Qiao, or go home?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's mind drifted far away, and after a while, he said, "I live in the villa at night." ”

She didn't get into the car, turned to leave, and was blocked by Moxilin.

"Xiaoya's condition is under control and is currently stable, and she will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. When the time comes, I will send her to another city and send someone to take care of her. After we get married, I promise you that no matter what happens to Shinoya, I will never see her alone again. ”

Qiao Weihuan's dark eyes looked at him without blinking.

How many years has he been entangled with his first love, and he is willing to break it?

Mo Xilin stared at Qiao Weihuan with a complicated expression, "The surname is He...... And thou shalt break it off. ”

I was waiting here.

What is this, equivalent exchange, past not to blame?

He condemned her without asking. And this time, she didn't even have the idea of justifying.

Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

The human heart is very interesting, and what kind of mind he has, then he will hope that the people he sees in his eyes are the same as him. It seems that only in this way can you take your mistakes for granted.

Twilight is four, and the lights are beginning to appear.

The thin halo dyed Qiao Weihuan into black tea dancing in the wind.

Moxi's heart moved slightly, and he staggered a step, but he got closer to her, his hand caressed her cheek, and he was not surprised to find that the touch under his hand was delicate and soft, like a piece of fine silk, fine white jade.

With a little force in his hand, he lifted Qiao Weihuan's little face, lowered his head, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"I'll take you to try on a wedding dress tomorrow."

Qiao Weihuan's hand at his side was clenched, his breathing was chaotic, and his chest rose and fell, unstable.

There was a sound of rustling, like someone shaking the leaves, so loud that two people couldn't pay attention to it.

Mo Xi stopped moving, twisted his eyebrows and let go of Qiao Weihuan.

In the beautiful woods next to it, the brown puppy came out tremblingly, blinking pitifully.

Qiao Weihuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the puppy, squatted down, stretched out his fingers and scratched the puppy's head.

The puppy obediently stuck out his tongue, his short and fat little paws hugged Qiao Weihuan's ankles, and his milk voice was milky: "Wang! ~”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

was cute.

She doesn't particularly like small animals, and she is often not at home, cats and dogs are easy to starve to death at home, so she never thought about raising animals.

However, people need eyes to see people, and people look at dogs in the same way. The time when the little milk dog came out was more coincidental, and Qiao Weihuan looked at it more pleasing to the eye. It sells cuteness on its ankles, and it should like her too.

A person and a dog can see the right eye, which is also fate.

Qiao Weihuan picked up the puppy, smiled and said to Mo Xilin: "It's so close, you don't have to send me, go back and rest early." ”

Mo Xilin's throat rolled, and before he could make a sound, Qiao Weihuan was already gone.

Seeing his own villa with bright lights from afar, Qiao Weihuan quickened his pace.

The bosom rubbed against the softness of her chest, humming in comfort.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

This dog is male, right?

How old did you start to color, and when you grew up?

Qiao Weihuan scratched the little milk dog's brain, "At first glance, you are not serious, just call it 'not serious'." ”

Inexplicably remembered a real and indecent man......

The little milk dog licks its paws innocently, and its bean eyes are black and shiny.

Qiao Weihuan sighed, "Forget it, it's better to be black beans." ”

When she arrived at the villa, Sister-in-law Li saw Qiao Weihuan appear at this time, and called out in surprise: "Miss? ”

Qiao Weihuan put down the black beans, pouted his ass, and went to find a place to play by himself.

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, took off her shoes with her heels on her heels, stepped on the smooth floor tiles with her bare feet, and asked Sister-in-law Li, "Is my mother asleep?" ”

"I've been asleep for a while."

Qiao Weihuan nodded and went upstairs lightly.

Mama Qiao slept deeply, her thin body sunk into the soft bed, with a sharpened chin and a shrunken brow.

Even in her sleep, Qiao's mother was disturbed by the past.

Qiao Weihuan tiptoed to the head of the bed, filled the humidifier with water, and quietly retreated to the next room.

It's a rare quiet night, but it's a pity that there is no sleep.

Early in the morning, Qiao Weihuan quietly went downstairs, and Qiao's mother hadn't gotten up yet.

The news that he was about to get married, but he didn't succeed in telling Qiao's mother.

After breakfast, Qiao Weihuan called Fu Minglang and asked him to come and pick her up. In less than half an hour, Fu Minglang appeared on the head of the bird's nest, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Can you do it? I don't dare to sit when I'm tired of driving. ”

Qiao Weihuan opened the car door refreshed, his ankles were hot, he lowered his head, and the little milk dog blinked his eyes.

"Wang!"

Fu Minglang's yawn hit halfway, and he suffocated back, "...... Sister, I vaguely seem to understand, it's calling you 'Mom'? ”

Rubbing his head hard, Qiao Wei smiled happily, "Get out." ”

When I arrived at the airport, as soon as the car stopped, the woman looking around outside the airport picked up her suitcase and rushed over.

As soon as she opened the driver's door, the woman unceremoniously took Fu Minglang out, "It's been a long time, Xiao Minglang, help me put my luggage in the trunk, thank you." ”

Fu Minglang was carried around, and his mouth opened wide in confusion: "Sister Han?!" ”

Han Yirou got into the back seat of the car, turned around and made a grimace at Fu Minglang outside the car, and was caught off guard by Qiao Weihuan in the face.

"Disappeared for more than half a year, and when you came back, you started to bully the little assistant, are you okay?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I don't want to disappear. You also know that I went to Africa to work, and the resources in that place are poor and the environment is poor, and the mobile phone is just like a fake one there, and there is no signal at all......"

Han Yirou felt that something was wrong, lowered her head, and the short-haired balls quietly climbed onto her legs, struggling to drill between her legs. Sensing the sight on the brain, the ball temporarily stopped moving, raised his head and blinked twice.

"Wow!"

…… Where did the vicious dog come from!

Han Yirou pulled the black bean off her lap in horror, turned her head and asked Qiao Weihuan: "Do you really want to marry Mo Xilin?" ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled and nodded, "I'm going to try on the wedding dress today, you can accompany me." ”

"Won't he go with you?"

"He'll come too."

Han Yirou stared at her seriously, and asked softly, "But you don't want to go with him alone?" ”

Qiao Weihuan rolled down the window and stared at the ever-changing street scene.

Han Yirou pursed her lips, "Huan'er, in fact, I've always felt that Mo Xilin and you don't match each other, and you don't have much time to be happy in front of him." Will you really be happy if you marry him? ”

Qiao Weihuan clenched her fingers and did not answer the question.

At the intersection was red, the speed was getting slower and slower, and finally stopped. The side-by-side cars slowly followed, level with their Ferraris.

The white Maybach Landaulet still looks like a lotus root.

The rear window dropped halfway, revealing the man's handsome face, crisp shirt, and half of his body in a cold dark gray.

His eyes were closed, his thin lips pursed, his slender fingers wrapped in soft white gloves, elegantly pressed against his temples, and his contemplative appearance was full of ascetic sensuality.

Han Yirou couldn't bear to ask again, and was about to change the topic, when she glanced at the man in Maybachri, and couldn't help but admire, "Wow...... Huan'er, look, the man in the car seems to be a bit of a superb. ”

The best was shocked, opened his eyes, and followed Han Yirou's voice.

In the depths of the night, a few broken stars floated, diluting the unkind frost and cold on him.

- You wouldn't have married him without me.

It's because of you that I have to marry him quickly......

Qiao Weihuan's arm rested on the car door, and he supported his cheeks with a smile: "Mr. He, long time no see." ”

The corners of He Zhengxiao's lips curved slightly, outlining a little ambiguous arc, "Back?" ”

"It's back. Were you just thinking about the meal I owe you? Qiao Weihuan shrugged, "I won't break my promise, but you have to wait, I've been busy getting married recently, and I don't have time to do anything else." ”

Qiao Weihuan turned his head, the red light turned yellow, and waved to the Maybach with a smile, "I'll get in touch when I'm free, bye." ”

The slowly rising window cut off the deep line of sight, Qiao Weihuan breathed a long sigh of relief, pointed to the white body of the Maybach, and instructed Fu Minglang: "Hurry up and drive it in a while, and try to get rid of it." No, it's a must. ”

"Huan'er." Han Yirou looked surprised, "You...... You don't owe anyone money, do you? ”

“…… No. ”

Qiao Weihuan touched the black butterfly on his neck, "He is the heir of the Demville family. ”

"No wonder you're going to get rid of him." Han Yirou breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought of something, she instantly pinched her heart: "No, isn't he you eight years ago...... How did he come? Did you come for it? ”

"What he's doing, I don't know." Qiao Weihuan stopped his movements and smiled shallowly, "But it's definitely not coming to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge engine roared, abruptly catching up from behind, brushing past their car.

Qiao Weihuan watched as a white shadow suddenly burst out from their left side, and immediately after, a restricted-level drift comparable to a special effect appeared!

After a sharp brake sound, the white body of the Maybach was beautifully sideways, occupying most of the lane, completely blocking their way!

Seeing the Maybach appear in front of the car out of thin air, Fu Minglang didn't have time to react at all, and stepped on the brakes to the end. However, the distance between them and the Maybach was too close, and no matter how superb Fu Minglang's driving skills were, their Ferrari still inevitably crashed into it!