The next morning, the sun was shining.

Han Meng woke up very early, washed briefly, changed into sportswear, and prepared to go for a morning run.

When you open the door, you will be greeted by half-human heights of gift boxes and shopping bags that look like they are worth a lot of money, and they are placed in the Great Wall-like corridor that stretches all the way to the living room.

A large handful of light pink hydrangeas were replaced in the crystal vase in the restaurant, which bloomed vigorously and vigorously.

Mr. Mo is sitting tall at the dining table, browsing today's information. The table full of food did not move at all, waiting for her to come.

Seeing Han Meng come out, he took the initiative to get up and walked over, blocked in front of her, looked down at her, and apologized like a primary school student, "I'm sorry......"

Han Meng pouted, "Who is rare, I ran." Like a deer, he slipped away from Mo Tianhan's side.

When he returned from his morning run, Han Meng found that Mo Tianhan was still at the dining table.

"You're back." As soon as Mo Tianhan saw the beautiful girl coming back from the sunshine exercise, he grabbed a white sentence, and even gave a demon smile.

"Why are you still here?" Han Meng replied lukewarmly.

"I'm taking a leave of absence today, and I'm taking a leave of absence for you."

"What? Are you idle? ”

"You'll find out in a moment. Let's have breakfast first. "Mo Tianhan sold a pass.

After breakfast, Mo Tianhan took out a thick document bag and handed it to Han Meng.

"What is this?" Han Meng opened it as he spoke.

"I have signed all the beneficiary plans for the interests of my property trust, and you can sign them to take effect. After a while, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate. Mo Tianhan's face was serious and serious, and he was also apprehensive in his heart, although it was not so romantic, but the proposal was full of dry goods, Qiao Qiao must not refuse.

Han Meng didn't answer, and read the thick legal documents page by page. Tick-tock, time passed, and after about half an hour passed, Han Meng finally finished browsing the thick stack of documents.

Mo Tianhan gave 50% of the property rights to herself, and the other 50% was left to her future children, who had 100% of the disposal power before the children became adults, and the plan was irrevocably established after signing.

"Are you proposing to me, or are you going to sell me? But your plan seems a little unfair? Han Meng raised his eyes to look at Mo Tianhan with an innocent look.

The three words I love you lingered between Mo Tianhan's lips for a long time, but he still didn't say it.

"How is it unfair?" Mo Tianhan asked rhetorically.

"You didn't put a restriction on marital status, did you? If you get divorced, do you want to take back these rights? Isn't it fair to you? The breakup fee is calculated separately. Han Meng took a pen and began to draw in circles on some terms, making some suggestions for revision.

"It's not going to happen." Mo Tianhan's eyes were a little low, and he rubbed his cold fingertips.

"You're so confident." Han Mengwan smiled, waved his pen, and began to sign on the signature page, skillfully making the signature mark at the lower right of each page, and the thumb of his right hand was dipped in bright red ink, and the signature was completed in one go.

Then he elegantly pulled out a wet wipe, rubbed his fingers and said with a smile, "No, it's signed." ”

Mo Tianhan read the signature, and also wiped the palm of the slight tide, still with a serious face, "You agreed to my proposal." ”

"The deed of sale has not been signed, thank you for sending me such a big bargain." Han Meng said lightly.

Mo Tianhan got up and put away the documents, for fear that she would regret it and ordered, "Hurry up and change your clothes, bring your documents, and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau." ”

Regardless of whether there is a blessing from your family or not, today is also your own big day. Han Meng, who returned to the room, still couldn't hold back his tears and blurred his face. Flipping through the calendar, on the first day of September, it is advisable to get married.

After Han Meng bathed, he dried his hair, and combed himself into a dignified and elegant bun layer by layer, and his creamy face was glowing with a peach-pink luster, and he was very beautiful and lovely without makeup.

She chose a red organza shirt, white cashmere wide-leg pants and a wood-pink coat, like a girl to be married, waiting to get out of the cabinet.

Han Meng opened the door and walked out, Mo Tianhan suddenly saw the angel who radiated a beautiful light on the campus, and came to his side like this, his eyes didn't blink, for fear of missing every moment of her.

Han Meng was also a little embarrassed by him, seeing that he was still dressed in an ink-colored suit, solemn but still a little cold, not suitable for today's atmosphere.

Han Meng rummaged in the cloakroom, reluctantly picked out a light beige windbreaker, and replaced the ink-colored coat that was cold and inky, elegant and elegant, like the warm autumn sun. Han Meng easily broke off a branch from the hydrangea on the dining table and pinned it in his hair.

Mo Tianhan stopped the busy Han Meng with one hand, gently straightened the flower branches in her hair, held her in his arms with his backhand, raised his mobile phone, and took a group photo.