"Just because of that fire?" Su Yin muttered and asked.

"Yes, if it weren't for Ning Bocheng who saved me and Xiangxiang in that fire, my child and I would have died." She smiled helplessly, thinking of the medical record, Meng Fanxing was helpless and resigned to her fate, and said, "I owe Ning Bocheng too much." ”

"Mom."

Meng Xiang woke up.

"Ring, awake?" Meng Fanxing bent down and spoke softly to Meng Xiang.

For this wedding, Meng Fanxing is obviously the bride, but she feels that she has nothing to do with this wedding, as if she is a person who is out of the way, and she does not have the joy of going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate for the first time.

Could it be that this is fate?

Maybe in this life, she has already used up her best luck, so the rest of the road will be extremely difficult.

Meng Fanxing looked at Meng Xiang's haggard face, if she could, she would rather exchange everything she had for Meng Xiang's smoothness.

The road between her and Shang Lu was full of devastation, and she had no right to look back.

Next, in addition to being busy with work, Meng Fanxing will make an appointment with Ning Bocheng to see the hotel and the wedding process when he is free.

Ning Bocheng didn't have any relatives and friends here, and after the Meng family fell, many relatives and friends didn't have much contact.

Meng Fanxing also felt that the wedding was too cumbersome and troublesome, so it was better to start with a simple one, choose to hold a small lawn wedding on the lawn of the hotel, and invite some friends who have good contacts to participate in the wedding.

Ning Bocheng had no friends other than his colleagues and classmates in the hospital.

Prepare an invitation.

Meng Fanxing packed the gift boxes one by one, and gave the invitations and souvenirs to the invited relatives and friends in advance.

When he thought of Bai Xia, Meng Fanxing still hesitated, did not give an invitation, but just sent a message to Bai Xia, asking, "Do you have time today?" ”

Bai Xia sent an address, and when Meng Fanxing looked for it according to the address, Bai Xia's teacher was rehearsing for him.

Xiao Tang saw Meng Fanxing's figure and hurriedly ran over.

"Miss Meng, Bai Shao just explained, if you come, I'll take you to the rest room, what do you want to drink?"

Meng Fanxing asked for a glass of white water, she waited in the lounge for more than half an hour, Bai Xia pushed the door open, covered in sweat, as if she had fished it up in water, her face was flushed.

He pinched the mineral water bottle and drank a large bottle of water, pinched the empty bottle and threw it in the trash, shaking the soaked clothes on his chest with one hand, and his eyes were shining.

"Fanxing, why do you have time to come to me?"

Meng Fanxing heard that he was going to prepare for the concert, that is, he said a few words to him and handed him the gift bag at his feet.

A pale blue bag containing a box of Ferrero.

When Bai Xia opened it, his flushed face was instantly stunned, and he held a somewhat heavy forehead of chocolate in his hand and asked, "This is ......?"

"Candy." Meng Fanxing smiled slightly: "I thought about whether to send you an invitation, but in France...... You're one of my best friends, and you've helped me a lot, Berthia. I think...... I should share this joy with you. ”

"I won't send you wedding invitations."

Bai Xia's thoughts were momentarily stunned, and after Meng Fanxing left, Bai Xia left the studio and drove straight to the Shang Building.

When he rushed into the office directly despite the secretary's obstruction, there were still many people around Shang Lu's desk.

Several high-level officials were reporting to work, and looking at Bai Xia, who suddenly rushed in, the report was interrupted.

Shang Lu motioned for them to put down the documents and go out first, looking at Bai Xia with a somewhat unhappy expression and asking, "What happened again?" ”

Bai Xia threw the blue bag he was holding to Shang Lu.

He looked at the bag, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Bai Xia for some reason.

"I never eat chocolate."

Bai Xia sat crookedly on the desk, looked at him mockingly and smiled: "This was sent by Meng Fanxing just now, and she and Ning Bocheng are preparing to hold a wedding." ”

Shang Lu's hand pinching the document suddenly tightened, and when he looked up, he bit his chin and asked, "Time?" ”

Bai Xia shrugged: "She didn't tell me, probably because she was worried that there would be an accident at the wedding, so she didn't say it." ”

"Bang-" The thing on the table was waved by Shang Lu and rolled on the ground crackling.

Shang Lu's clenched fists were placed on his knees, and the whole person fell heavily into the chair, and his violently undulating chest showed his monstrous anger at this time.

Without waiting for Bai Xia to say anything, Shang Lu threw the box of joy candy he brought over into the trash can.

He took the coat that was placed on the Taipan chair, got up and walked out.

Meng Fanxing was accompanying Meng Xiang in the hospital, she made a fruit salad for Meng Xiang, and took a toothpick for Meng Xiang to stuff into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

Meng Xiang tilted his head and asked, "Mom, when will I be able to be discharged from the hospital?" I feel bored in the hospital, and I want to go back to kindergarten. ”

The movements in Meng Fanxing's hand suddenly froze, looked at the salad at the corner of Meng Xiang's mouth, and wiped him with a tissue.

"I'll leave you in a few days." Meng Fanxing smiled: "Xiangxiang still has to be a flower girl at his mother's wedding, where can I be without you?" ”

"Bang-"

There was a muffled thud behind him.

Meng Fanxing and Meng Xiang's eyes looked over at the same time, and Shang Lu walked directly towards Meng Fanxing with a gloomy face.

He grabbed Meng Fanxing's arm and dragged her up from the chair.

"Shang Lu, what are you doing?"

He glanced at Meng Xiang, turned his head to look at Meng Fanxing and said, "If you don't want Meng Xiang to misunderstand, then follow me." ”

Meng Fanxing put down the salad bowl in his hand and smiled at Meng Xiang: "Mom go out." ”

Door to the ward.

Meng Fanxing shook off Shang Lu and tightened her hand, she raised her hand and rubbed her sore arm, frowned and asked, "Shang Lu, what do you want to do?" ”

In the long corridor, the silence was terrible.

The white light fell from the top of Shang Lu's head, and he looked at the woman in front of him condescendingly, and asked in a deep voice, "Is the wedding time between you and Ning Bocheng set?" ”

"What did Bai Xia tell you?" She asked in a low voice, anyway, no matter how much she hid it, Shang Lu would know sooner or later, she nodded with a faint smile: "Yes, the wedding date has been set, it has been five years, and it should be married." ”

After speaking, Meng Fanxing lowered his eyelids slightly, and his eyes fell on the corner of his clothes: "Shang Lu, I will pay you back the money I owe you, Meng Xiang is our child, I have no way to change this fact." I've also thought about it, we can redraw the agreement, you can visit Meng Xiang at any time, and together we will give Xiang Xiang a perfect space to grow up and let him grow up. "

"If you really want to make a good sound, then you'd better consider this advice from me."

Meng Fanxing's words are very clear, he must have been thinking about it for a long time?

Shang Lu's face turned pale, he raised his hand and pressed on Meng Fanxing's shoulder, his slender body pressed her body violently, Meng Fanxing took a step back, and his shoulder blades slammed into the hard wall.

She gasped in pain and tilted her head, all her sight covered by a dark shadow.

Shang Lu's cold kiss was menacing, like an angry beast, frantically plundering her breath.

It wasn't until Meng Fanxing felt that she was about to lose her breath that the person in front of her let her go.

Her legs and feet instantly weakened, and she almost collapsed against the wall.

Shang Lu's hand dragged her waist, and she barely stood firm, gasping for breath.

Looking at her sparkling eyes at this time, Shang Lu's cold aura swept through.

He can't wait to scold him now, and he has no way to hold Meng Fanxing completely.

The hoarse voice seemed to come from his mouth at all.

"Meng Fanxing, are you trying to drive me crazy?"

He held Meng Fanxing's head and asked.

Drive him crazy?

Where does she have that ability?

"I said now, if you don't marry Ning Bocheng, you won't agree, will you?"

Meng Fanxing turned her head, there were some calluses produced by playing the qin on her delicate fingers, she couldn't resist Shang Lu's strength, she just tightened her lips.

After a long stalemate, Shang Lu raised his hand and pressed her head on his shoulder, and a sullen voice fell in her ear.

"Meng Fanxing, even if you hate me, I won't let you marry Ning Bocheng! This wedding, I'm going to stop it anyway! "

"You ......"

Without waiting for Meng Fanxing to say anything, Shang Lu had already let go of her.

She only felt that the temperature holding herself suddenly disappeared, and when she turned her head, she saw Shang Lu striding to the side.

The wedding date was coming soon, and she didn't want any surprises.

The night before the wedding, Meng Fanxing and Su Yin stayed in the hotel together, and in the evening she and Su Yin went to do spa and treatments together, and when they returned to the room, they didn't know if it was because they suddenly changed places or for some reason, Meng Fanxing never fell asleep.

The light in the room dimmed, and she opened her eyes and it was dawn.

Next to her, Su Yin always felt that Meng Fanxing was lying on the bed very uneasily, and he never fell asleep.

She gently opened her eyes and looked at Meng Fanxing's back, looking at the mobile phone in her hand.

I silently read in my heart: "I'm sorry, Fanxing, I have to work hard for myself......"

She sent the photos of Meng Fanxing and Shang Lu entering and leaving the hotel together to the mailbox, and clicked to send it.

Sorry, stars.

I had to do it.

***

The makeup artist and photographer arrived at the room early in the morning.

Su Yin and the makeup artist helped her put on a snow-white wedding dress.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Meng Fanxing let the makeup artist toss on his face like a piece of wood.

Su Yin sat on the chair on the other side and put on makeup, and when the makeup was almost finished, the two of their best friends entered the room.

Meng Fanxing took off her shoes and sat on the large bed*, the room was full of happy words, full of joy, but she didn't feel a little joy in her heart, and the smile on her face was stiff.

At nine o'clock, Ning Bocheng came with the best man group, and they heard a commotion at the door in the inner room, which seemed to be playing a game.

Su Yin stood at the door, with a trace of sorrow in his eyebrows, and a burst of colic in his heart.

She clenched the phone in her hand, and when she opened her eyes again, a fierce cold light rose from her eyes.