033 Is the bride replaced by my family?
The faint sunset gave An Qing's delicate face a blurry halo, which was extremely unreal.
It seemed like she would disappear and leave in the next second.
Fu Mochuan's hand hanging by his side tightened, and he wanted to reach out and hug her, but in the end he didn't move.
He has done a lot of things for her during this time, but the two of them know that he is doing this because he doesn't know how to make up for her.
Many people and many things, if they miss it, they miss it, as she said, even if he is willing to be willful for her once, his family, and the people around him will not allow him to come nonsense.
Maybe letting go is what's best for her.
An Qing took a taxi by herself, but Fu Mochuan didn't keep it, but drove the car behind.
Watching them enter the apartment, he still didn't leave, rolled down the window, took the cigarette case out of his pocket, and began to smoke one stick after another.
A pack of cigarettes soon bottomed out, and he didn't have any intention of leaving, as if getting closer to them like this would reduce the irritability in his heart.
Then a figure approached and knocked on the window on the other side of him.
An Xin opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, smelled the choking smoke in the car, and her face was very ugly.
"I told An Qing to come out and buy salt, so I just said a few words and left." She looked at Fu Mochuan coldly: "I heard that you will be the groom's official the day after tomorrow, do you think that my family's An Qing is not guilty enough, and you still want her to bear a charge of destroying other people's families?" β
"I'll leave like this, I won't embarrass An Qing."
An Xin sneered.
"You're really obedient, then I'll let you change the bride the day after tomorrow to my Anqing, are you willing to listen?"
When An Jie was alive before, Fu Mochuan had a lot of dealings with her, and he felt that An Xin's temper was obviously much simpler and rude than her sister, and he didn't get anything good after two interactions.
Before, he was disdainful of this kind of woman, but it was different if he was An Qing's aunt, so he was silent for a moment when he heard her questioning, not because he didn't want to agree to her, but because there were some things he couldn't easily promise.
An Xin smiled coldly at the corner of her mouth, looked at him with extreme disdain and said: "It's a shame that my family An Qing has suffered so much for you, you remember, you gave up An Qing first, so no matter what she does in the future, you are not qualified to blame her!" β
Fu Mochuan's eyebrows tightened, and his thoughts turned, thinking that An Xin was referring to An Qing and Fu Weinian.
Thinking of the relationship between the two of them, he felt like a fishbone in his heart, unable to go up or down, and he was uncomfortable.
On the ground, he started the engine, and the sedan sped all the way to Fan's house.
Seeing him arrive suddenly, Fan Luowei was obviously surprised, and stepped forward to take his arm, as coquettish as usual: "Brother Mochuan, why don't you go in when you come?" β
Fu Mochuan's slender figure leaned on the car door, his hands in his pockets, looking at her expressionlessly, Fan Luowei chuckled in her heart, her outstretched hand hung down, and she bit her lip and stood in front of him.
She had a very bad premonition in her heart, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and whispered: "Brother Mochuan, you are still angry, it was really my aunt who proposed to let us get the certificate, and I didn't play tricks." β
She was very aggrieved in her heart, getting a certificate to get married, it was obviously a matter of course, how could it be put on her and become a heinous sin.
Fu Mochuan smiled, because the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, it made people's hearts hairy, and his magnetic low voice was not even.
"Xiaowei, I said hello, you will be the actress at the Golden Shadow Awards this time."
Fan Luowei has a prosperous star, but her acting skills have been complained about, to be honest, she does not have much talent in this area, although she has been nominated several times, she has not won any substantive awards, the Golden Film Award is a very authoritative film and television award in China, and it is a great honor for any actor to be selected for the film.
In the past, Fan Luowei would definitely be excited about this news, but at this moment she was not only unhappy, but also had an indescribable fear.
"Brother Mochuan, this is not good, with my qualifications, someone will say it."
"Haven't you always wanted to develop internationally, is it okay for me to invest in letting you go abroad to film? I'll find you the best director and crew, and what's the name of the foreign actor you like......"
Fu Mochuan's salty voice was like a steel needle, stabbing at Fan Luowei's heart, and her voice was raised: "I'm not going, Brother Mochuan, I'm not going anywhere, I'm not going to film, I'm not going to be a movie queen, and I don't want to be famous, I just want to marry you!" β
Fu Mochuan was silent for a moment, and looked at Fan Luowei, who was in tears: "I'm sorry, the wedding the day after tomorrow may not be there." β
He thought he was rational enough, but in the end, he chose to compromise with his heart......
The weather station forecasts that the weather has been good for the past week.
Looking at An Qing, who was belated, Fu Weinian glanced at his watch and smiled angrily.
"I heard that waiting for a girl is the duty of a boyfriend, I don't care, you can come later."
An Qing ignored his ridicule and sat down on the booth opposite him.
"What's the matter? Let's talk about it. β
This was the first time the two had been in contact since he threatened her in the detention center.
Fu Weinian didn't speak, looking her up and down the table, and his ill-intentioned gaze made An Qing very uncomfortable.
"I look good, I've been proud of the spring breeze these days, and I've been grass by my brother."
Just when she was about to go crazy, she heard Fu Weinian teasing, just in response to the sentence that the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, and his words are also very weak.
An Qing looked at him coldly, Fu Weinian probably felt bored, smiled, took out an oversized shopping bag from the position next to him, and pushed it in front of her.
Inside the bag was a large square gift box, An Qing glanced at it and raised her eyebrows: "What is it?" β
βSurpriseοΌβ Fu Weinian smiled badly: "Don't you really open it and take a look?" Package to your surprise. β
Purely because she didn't want to see his face, An Qing casually opened the corner of the gift box, and at a glance saw the corner of the white gauze skirt inside, which seemed to be a dress.
"Congratulations, Mo Chuan said that tomorrow's wedding refused to be interviewed by reporters, and no media reports were allowed, and he also planned to keep everything simple, and the family is making a lot of trouble about it."
An Qing was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Fu Mochuan to do this, but he still decided to continue the wedding, didn't he?
"So what?" She covered the gift box and looked up at Fu Weinian.
"Ex-boyfriend's wedding, you really don't want to go to see it? With a new boyfriend. Fu Wei smiled evilly: "Did I tell you that this dress is the same as Fan Luowei's wedding dress, I have put a lot of thought into it, believe me as a normal man's eyes, this dress is definitely more than 10,000 times more beautiful than her when worn on you." β
So this is his mind, he wants to use her to disturb Huang Fu Mochuan's wedding?
An Qing smiled coldly and pushed the gift box back.
"I'm sorry, there must be a woman in this dress who fits better than me."
Fu Weinian didn't care, his eyes were fixed on her face.
"Because of the refusal to report, the security measures for this wedding are quite strict, even if you have an invitation, you may not be able to enter, if you don't bring me, you will definitely not be able to get in, one is your ex-boyfriend, the other is your named eldest sister, their wedding, you really don't want to go to pay respects?"
His words made the sneer on the corner of An Qing's mouth thicker.
A once-in-a-lifetime event, as a relative, she naturally wants to go.
Gotta go!
Following.
Fu Mochuan and Fan Luowei's wedding came as scheduled.
The Dragon City Hotel was completely cleared today, and no idle people were allowed to enter.
The reporters also received a gag order, so they were more sensible and did not surround the hotel with three floors inside and three floors outside.
Van Lowe's wedding car arrived surprisingly deserted, and it can be said that it was a little shabby compared to the pomp and circumstance of the proposal.
Zhang Lili entered the lounge arranged for them in advance with a calm face, and the anger of the force finally broke out.
"Xiaowei, you tell Mom, what's going on, I've never seen a bride who doesn't even accept a marriage, and you want us to come to the hotel by ourselves, it's not a joke to spread it."
Fan Luowei couldn't find a trace of newlywed joy on her face, only full of gloom and resentment.
Her marriage has long been a joke, she remembered what Fu Mochuan said to her, originally he planned to cancel this wedding, but she begged hard to pretend, after the "wedding", they would announce a peaceful breakup, so Fu Mochuan refused to report anything, wanting to make the impact of this matter as small as possible.
But everyone knew that she would be Mrs. Fu, before she showed off, even invited six bridesmaids, and the whole circle knew about her happy event, Fan Luowei couldn't imagine what it would be like when people knew that she was quickly dumped.
"Mom, are you going out, I want to be quiet." She sat down on the sofa weakly, and the white wedding dress was spread all over the floor, which should have been holy white, but her pale face was lifeless.
Zhang Lili saw her expression, her eyes flashed, swallowed her stomach full of resentment, and went to Fu Mochuan to comment.
In the parking lot of the hotel, An Qing saw Fu Weinian, who was wearing a decent dark gray suit, his hair was also styled, and he was dressed like a person of five or six.
Seeing her long black skirt under her beige coat, Fu Weinian shook his head regretfully: "I thought you would wear the dress I gave." β
"You think someone will let me in if I dress like that?"
"That's right, it's more compatible with me, I said a long time ago, we are a natural pair."
An Qing ignored his narcissism and said with a cold face: "Can I go in?" β
Fu Weinian smiled and bent his arm towards her, An Qing ignored it, kicked on his twelve-inch stiletto heels, and walked away in a swaying manner.
Fu Weinian stared at her slender man. Miao's back unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
This woman, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.
The two entered the hotel from the special passage, without those omnipresent reporters, it was quiet all the way, today's security is indeed very strict, there are security guards from the first floor, and they arrived at the banquet hall after many checkpoints.
As soon as An Qing entered, she saw Fu Mochuan, he was wearing a black suit, a dark red tie, a very simple outfit, and even Fu Weinian looked like a groom officer than him, but he was still so handsome that people were angry.
Seeing the two of them come in, his eyes looked far away.