Wan Yan Huan held him hard again, his heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help staring at her fair little face.

This is...... What do you mean?

He felt like a circle of invisible fireworks exploded around him!

Fu Junmo's side face was slightly dyed with a faint crimson, and he kept his eyes slightly sideways while walking, staring at him with forced joy.

He finished shouting Yan Huan in a deep voice: "Huanhuan, what are you...... What do you mean? ”

Wan Yanhuan raised his left eyebrow, a little puzzled, glanced at Fu Junmo, and then turned his head to look straight ahead.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Junmo's hands trembled slightly, and when he saw that he had arrived in front of Mr. Wanyan, he took a breath and suppressed the ambiguous thoughts in his heart.

Mr. Wanyan smiled and beckoned them to sit down, his eyes fell on the hands that the two of them were still holding each other until they sat down, and a touch of surprise slipped in his eyes. But the face pretended to be displeased, and tasted.

"Our Ah Huan didn't come to see grandpa much after being married away by Amo, grandpa loves you in vain."

Fu Junmo smiled faintly, and his tone was flat but quietly showing Wan Yan Huan's current status: "Grandpa's words are wrong, Huanhuan is already mine." He clenched Wan Yan Huan's slender fingers, his dark pupils flashing seriously, "It's not Wan Yan's family, it's not the Fu family, it's just my Fu Junmo's alone." ”

Wan Yanhuan's eyes turned red in an instant, there was a thin layer of tears in his eyes, and he looked at Fu Junmo with a smile.

He sat next to her, with a handsome face and a gentle expression, and the good-looking Danfeng looked at her with tenderness in his eyes and a smile on his face.

Her heart ached slightly.

...... How many times did he be so tender and sweet, and then covered her lips and whispered to her with affection.

......

"Huanhuan, in a few days, will I marry you as my bride?"

"Okay."

......

And then later.

She was killed by his own hands.

Wan Yanhuan lowered her eyes slightly, thinking a little sadly, how could her heart be more painful.

*

The whole banquet went on step by step, Wan Yan Huan and Mr. Wan Yan chatted a few words, and then followed Fu Junmo to meet a few big people, so he found a corner and shrank on the sofa to eat a small cake.

Thanks to Fu Junmo's blessing, no one dared to provoke her, and a few people who finished the Yan clan quietly glared at her from time to time.

Especially Wan Yan Zehong, his face was so dark that he couldn't do it.

She was a little impressed by the woman next to him. Shen Bizhen.

The second lady of the Shen family, a small wealthy family, quickly married Wan Yan Zehong less than a year after the divorce of the original owner's mother Chu Xiangyue, and became popular in the aristocratic circle with the title of "bravely pursuing love".

Wan Yanhuan was speechless.

Wanyan Zehong really dared to marry, and it was too chilling to marry a new love after divorcing his wife for less than a year.

As soon as such a thing came out, the people who eat melons, especially Chu Xiangyue's fans, are particularly unacceptable. Chu Xiangyue used to be a violinist, with a good face, graceful figure, elegant temperament, amazing talent and a good family background, she became the goddess of overseas people. As soon as Yan Zehong got married, they immediately went to various places to attack and flesh him, and the company's stock was also turbulent.

Chu Xiangyue ended the jokes of the past few years with an interview and continued to devote himself to the violin.

*

The light in front of Wan Yanhuan was blocked, but she was still poking at the small cake lightly, without raising her head, and her tone was indifferent.

"I'm sorry, Miss Lin's body is blocking my light, please let me go."

Lin Yuebai sat generously on the other side of her sofa, with a smile on her face: "Long time no see, Miss Wanyan has changed a lot." ”。

The temperament and aura that are revealed in that strand ...... Her eyes darkened.