The slight change in expression on Mo Yan's face did not escape the eyes of the writer, which made him secretly happy.

"Do you want to save it again?" He persistently asked.

Mo Yan shook his head and quickly looked away: "That tree is completely entangled in vines, the tree will die, right?" ”

The writer took Mo Yan's hand, ran quickly to the big tree with green leaves on the trunk, and opened the vine leaves to show Mo Yan. It turned out that the trunk was surrounded by a layer of steel wire mesh.

"Win-win. Design changes lives. The writer smiled.

Mo Yan withdrew the hand he was holding and gently touched the steel wire mesh. Aunt's words rang in my ears again: "Weakness is an advantage given to women by God, why not use it?" What needs to be strong is your heart, not your outward appearance. ”

If one day, vines and trees with a steel wire mesh core are an ideal solution for the relationship between her and Wang Chengyou.

Thinking of Mo Yan, who had a gentle smile on his face when he thought of Wang Chengyou, he turned his head to look at Wenhao: "Tell me about your girlfriend?" ”

"She," the writer said without hesitation, thinking or hesitating at the moment, it would seem very weird, "It's a desperate Sanniang." That's why I spend less time with her and more often. ”

Thinking that he was finished, he lowered his head and saw Mo Yan still looking at him, so Wenhao had no choice but to continue: "I met her on a blind date." emmm, she's pretty good-looking, just like you, she's short-haired, she's naughty and good-looking, emmm. "Poor in words.

Mo Yan: "You are all so busy, how can you maintain your relationship?" ”

"I'm thinking about that too. It always felt like she was married to a job before falling in love with me. The writer shook his head.

Mo Yan didn't understand, it was obviously a distressing question, why did the writer smile so happily.

The two of them slipped into the street lights and saw the night scene, and the writer really couldn't find any other reason to keep Mo Yan, so he had to return home together.

"By the way, there's a surprise tomorrow."

Before getting out of the elevator, standing in front of the door of Tangfu, the writer said mysteriously.

"What surprise?"

"Tomorrow will be revealed."

"Are you sure it's a surprise?"

"Sure." The writer laughed.

Mo Yan looked away. Surprise? The surprise she could imagine was that Wang Chengyou suddenly appeared in front of her.

The next day, Mo Yan had planned to squat at the door of his room early and go downstairs with the children to the park-like community downstairs to breathe fresh air.

As a result, the children began knocking on her door at an earlier age.

Touching his tightly wrapped pajamas and pajamas, Mo Yan went to open the door. The two children vied with each other to hold her waist and compete to be the pendant.

"Sister Yan Yan, I'm going to wear beautiful clothes today." Screaming.

"Sister Yan Yan, you don't have to go to class today." Wen Jie shouted.

"There will be flowers, lots and lots of flowers."

"Yes, go out and play."

The children were chattering, but Mo Yan was still in a fog: "Okay, little cuties, my sister is going to change clothes." ”

As the children suggested, Mo Yan picked a modified cheongsam that she liked very much. The cheongsam is a silk fabric with a double layer, with an inner layer of yarn-dyed fabric and an outer layer of sheer georgette. The upper body is tucked just right, from the waist down, open into a puffy skirt that is not exaggerated.

This dress can be worn every day regardless of style or color.

Mo Yan, who came out of the bathroom to change clothes, won the cheers and applause of the children.

"Sister Yan Yan must be more beautiful than the bride." Screaming.

"That's it. Sister Yan Yan can replace the bride and get married today. ”

It turns out that the so-called surprise is to attend the wedding banquet.

Mo Yan smiled and wanted to pinch the nose of Wen Jie, who was talking. Wen Jie climbed onto the bed and jumped to hide from Mo Yan. There was a lot of confusion in the room.

Mo Yan inadvertently turned around and saw that the writer had already stood at the door frame with his hands in his hands, watching them make a fuss with a smile.

"Today is a day to break the rules, you guys play as you please." Seeing Mo Yan looking over, Wenhao spoke, "Oh, it seems that the children have leaked their secrets, and you already know that they are going to be invited to be flower girls today." They shouldn't have told you who got married, right? ”

Mo Yan shook his head. She didn't even know that the children were going to be flower girls.

"Speaking of which, you know this person, and I have a little bit of intersection with you."

"Oh?" Mo Yan was curious.

"Wan Ting."

Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh. Wan Ting was deeply impressed, and she found her and Wang Chengyou nervously, insisting that she was betrayed by her family and wanted to send her abroad for the sake of profit.

"We once thought that Huanting was your fiancée." Mo Yan said happily.

Wenhao keenly captured the word "we", however, he was not prepared to dwell on the details: "Actually, she and my Fa Xiao Shiyun, that is, the boss of Zi Meixuan, are a couple. Tell you a secret quietly," Wenhao lowered his voice, and Mo Yan couldn't help but get closer, "The bouquet in the bride's hand has been booked today, and my girlfriend is going to grab it, and the internal relationship has been opened." ”

Mo Yan laughed out loud and gave a big thumbs to the writer.

"Xi Xi and Wen Jie are going to be flower girls, what about me? Is it responsible for taking care of them? ”

"No, there is someone who takes care of them. You are responsible for eating and drinking, just rubbing the scenery. ”

"So good?"

"So, today is a day to break the rules. Enjoy. Someone will pick you up in the afternoon, and you can pick a movie and go to the cinema room in the morning. ”

Mo Yan was very relieved.

Sure enough, at half past one in the afternoon, Wenhao called and said that he was already downstairs. Mo Yan also wanted to ask why you came to pick it up, but at this time, the housekeeper sent someone to call Mo Yan downstairs.

Mo Yan hurriedly hung up Wenhao's phone and found that there were not only two children and 2 staff members gathered in the living room as she imagined, but 8 people.

Visually, each child was equipped with 3 people, and the sturdy bodyguards, light-armed nannies, and logistics with big bags on their backs surprised Mo Yan.

A group of 9 people went out and got into the elevator.

The elevator fell to the first floor, and out of the lobby of the building, I found four black-lit cars parked on the road. The door of the second car opened, and the writer in a white shirt and a black bow tie came out and beckoned to Mo Yan and them.

The two children were just about to run over with their legs, but they were picked up by the powerful bodyguards. It turned out that each child was instructed by the housekeeper to take who and which car to sit in.

The two children were stuffed into the two cars behind the Wenhao's car, and Mo Yan stood alone in place, stunned by the rich family's behavior.

"Mo Yan, come to me." The writer smiled at her.

Helping his hillbilly chin, Mo Yan walked towards Wenhao.

Wenhao accompanied her around the car and helped her open the door of the passenger seat: "I'll pick up my girlfriend, and by the way, help my dad confirm that his two big babies are safe all the way." ”

Mo Yan nodded. It turns out that the writer is in the array.

The car in charge of opening the road in the front moved, the three cars in the back followed, and the four cars rushed out of the community and rushed to the wedding place.