Chapter Seventy-Three: Marriage Proposal

The sudden sound of footsteps interrupted Xia Xingchen's thoughts, Xia Xingchen looked back, Mo Han was already standing in place, looking straight at her face full of tears, Mo Han reached out to wipe away her tears, "Xingchen, some people have some things, they are no longer what you think, why do people keep holding on to the past and refuse to let go?" ”

"What else can I do but hold my memories of the past? Only then can I have the luxury of deceiving myself. I should hate my brother, but seeing him engaged to other women, they can still get married and have children. When that child is born, how do you want me to deal with them? Mo Han, how good it would be if a qiē was still the way it used to be. My heart is really uncomfortable..."

"Xingchen, what was in the past will not come back, and it will not be perfect when it comes back. Why should you have trouble with yourself? In the future, you will also get married, and you will have your own happiness. ”

"Marry? Happiness? Muttering these two words, Xia Xingchen sneered and said, "What kind of happiness do I hope for like this?" How? If you can't get married, will you marry me? ”

Mo Han looked at her with a tense face and said, "Okay, I'll marry you." If you can't get married, I'll marry you. ”

A sneering smile swept across the corner of Xia Xingchen's lips, and she didn't know whether she was laughing at herself or something, she took his hand, "Brother Mo Han, don't be joking." My brother wouldn't have agreed. If, at the time... That person is you, how nice it would be..."

Watching her look at the ceiling and exhale, and then walk forward, Mo Han's eyes were very complicated.

Shengyan Group.

In the huge president's office, the floor-to-ceiling windows clearly see the whole city center, and the cold person in front of the desk is listening with a white earpiece, his face is as cold as ice.

The person on the phone was Bai Chuan, and he laughed idly and said, "Nephew Leng, I'm really sorry that you didn't go to your engagement wedding." You also know that as this person gets older, his body becomes worse and worse. ”

Coldly and indifferently greeted him and said, "Mr. Bai is polite, and when he gets married and sets up wine, it is not too late for Mr. Bai to come again." Just an engagement reception nothing. ”

"The virtuous nephew is young, and he has a career, talent, and family. It's young and promising! Virtuous nephew, you said that I have been fighting with your father for half my life, why don't we join forces? Actually, when Brother Leng Shen was here, I had this idea. I heard that the daughter of the Leng family has been pampered by Brother Leng Shen since she was a child, she is beautiful and well-behaved. If my niece marries my son, the two families become a family, and this business will be done together, and I can rest assured. What do you say? Moreover, my two sons are talented, and they are definitely worthy of nieces! ”

Hearing this, Leng sneered, "Uncle Bai, you have a heart." It's just that you also know that this sister and I are not related by blood. Marriage is such a thing, I can't sit on the Lord for her. I believe Uncle Bai has also heard about the original incident. We meet like enemies, and I can't say anything about it. ”

"Then the virtuous nephew is the master, why don't we make an appointment to meet directly another day, and let the niece be the master herself. Then this matter is settled, and I will arrange the time. ”

"Wait, I have a meeting to have, you always pay attention to your body." After speaking, he hung up the phone, picked up the whole telephone and smashed it on the ground, the gloomy cold light swept in the amber eyes, and the beautiful hands of the bones were clenched into fists, making a 'pop' sound.