The wedding took place at 6:06 p.m.

The ballroom with stage opens at 5 p.m.

The reason why Mo Yan and the others went so early was because the two children were flower girls and had to participate in the rehearsal.

Thanks to the fact that her aunt had taken her to the party again and again, Mo Yan was at ease in her heart, and she had a rough prediction of the wedding scene she was about to attend, and her expression was very relaxed.

"The butler actually prepared a dress for you, and I saw that you were wearing a better one, so I didn't let him take it out. However, the clothes have been bought, and there is no one at home to wear them, so you can bring them with you when the time comes, and you may be able to use them later. The writer said casually.

"I can give you a girlfriend." Mo Yan suggested.

She ...... It's not the same size as you. ”

"You can still return it."

Wenhao smiled: "Orders will not be returned." Even if it is a ready-to-wear garment, it is more painful to let the housekeeper return it than to kill him, and it is too shameless in his opinion. ”

Mo Yan didn't dare to come up with any more ideas, for fear that he would become a thorn in the side of the serious housekeeper.

The writer broke up a little bit of the groom's chasing the bride, saying how he left the hotel in the peak season and flew abroad to chase Huanting but ate the closed door; said how he gave up and finally boiled into a dog skin plaster that Wan Ting couldn't shake off.

Mo Yan listened and laughed more than once or twice, and when the writer's story came to an end, Mo Yan tilted his little head and looked a little serious: "They got married because of true love, right?" ”

At that time, it was a traffic light, and the writer let go of the steering wheel with his hand, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel wrapped in a layer of leather, and looked ahead: "True love...... The older I get, the more I find that talking about 'true love' is a very luxurious thing. True love is hard to come by.

In this world, how many people are desperate for 'true love', and most of them weigh the pros and cons and use reason to pick the so-called 'best choice' within limited resources.

It's sad to think about. This seems to be a life of freedom but not freedom. ”

Mo Yan was a little stunned for a while, and looked at the slightly melancholy side face of the writer in a daze.

The bridge of his nose is high and straight, and the wings of his nose are just right, neither delicate nor rough. Before, every time she looked at him, her eyes were wrapped in complex and strong emotions, knowing her benefactor, her warm-hearted brother, and her frightened crush...... So much so that he had never looked at him so quietly as he did now.

It turns out that he was born so attractive.

It is not as dazzling as the stars, not as imposing as Wang Chengyou, but as the ancients liked to say, it is as warm as jade.

The writer noticed Mo Yan's gaze, and immediately turned his head, his eyes met in the air, and both sides were a little distracted.

The green light turned on, and the traffic next to it reminded the writer.

Wenhao turned his head and continued to drive: "What are you thinking?" ”

Mo Yan retracted his gaze: "It's nothing." The words of the writer must have lamented that his love was not pure. I heard that his marriage partner has a political background in his family, and he himself said that Sanniang is too busy, so he must be troubled by it. I really hope that the writer can be happy!

Stop and go, watch for more than an hour, and come to a halfway up the mountain.

The wedding site is not close to the people at first glance, and it is a place that cannot be reached without a car. However, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the natural scenery is in the eyes, making people forget the hustle and bustle of the city behind them.

Putting down Mo Yan in front of the white building, Wenhao turned the front of the car, stood outside the car and lit a cigarette, silently watched Mo Yan hold a child's hand on the left and right, and entered the club under the leadership of the staff.

He was thinking about when he could come here with Mo Yan to be the protagonist.

After a cigarette was lit, the writer sat in the car.

He had no one to pick up, so he had nowhere to go. The reason why he had to make up a girlfriend out of nothing was nothing more than to dispel Mo Yan's worries when he got along with him.

Life is short, and life is long. The writer is not a dead man and will not stubbornly hang himself from a tree.

In fact, in September last year, after Mo Yan started school, he came back from abroad just now, and he looked at Mo Yan with a shy face. As a result, he saw Wang Chengyou and Mo Yan's sweet interaction, and he was disheartened.

After leaving Mo Yan School, he decided to give up this love that died before it began.

He reverted to his old ways. After getting off work, I changed my clothes, changed my car, went to the bar, drank, picked a girl, woke up in the middle of the night, saw an unfamiliar face on the bed, and then felt empty, drove people away with a step of RMB, and smoked the cigarette in silence and darkness.

Once he thinks about the problem, even he himself is confused.

If he doesn't want love, as long as he is beautiful and has 3 bodies, then there will be more people to marry.

If he wants love, Wan Ting is the most suitable person, why does he bother so much to push Shiyun to her?

What exactly does he want? Even he himself couldn't understand it.

At the beginning, he said that the excuse he gave himself was to raise a little wife with a similar worldview, and then he deceived himself that too many people posted it just for his money, and only those who dared to reject him like Mo Yan did not love his money...... jokes, he knows a lot of rich girls whose family backgrounds are no worse than him, and many of them are self-motivated, hard-working, resolute, and decent.

Excluding all kinds of impossibilities, the only explanation is that he "fell in love" with Mo Yan at a glance.

It turns out that there is really such a thing as "falling in love" in this world.

At that moment, at that moment, he easily and defenselessly raised his eyes, and saw Mo Yan with long hair at a glance. She stood in front of Zi Meixuan's porch, her slender hand picking at the pillars restlessly, and when she turned around, she met his gaze.

When he saw her baby's fat face, he was surprised that there was a woman who looked so young and so small, and his heart was itching, and he couldn't help but want to talk.

East Asian men love their young.

Is it because of the desire to protect?

Does he also have a dream of going to the end of the world with a sword in his heart, silently longing for a lover with a childish face who relies on his protection?

At that moment, he didn't think much about it, but he strongly felt that Mo Yan had opened a new window for him.

Until fate changed his identity and pushed him from the edge of the heir to the C position, it did not change Mo Yan's status in his heart.

There is no longer any need for any reason, he only has one belief, marry Mo Yan.

Hidden under this belief, there is an even more evil one, you can't marry it, and you can get it.

However, that is all in the future, and at the moment, it is right to leverage the relationship between Mo Yan and Wang Chengyou.

The rupture must be complete from the inside out.

He's already got an idea for it.

After going around outside, the writer returned to the white building halfway up the mountain.

This building, a symbol of pure love, was designed by his alumni. The alumni brother himself was dissolute, his behavior broke through the sky, but the works he designed were purer than the other, which made him can't help but doubt that evil and good in human nature are quantitative, and the senior brother became an evil person in life, so that the works could be "extremely good".

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