Mo Xiaodie finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Lu Chenxu, what do you want to do?"

Lu Chenxu shrugged his shoulders with an innocent face: "Don't do anything, legally we are already husband and wife, if we want to make Du Du believe, should we practice what love is first." ”

After speaking, he seemed to remember something: "By the way, I can't agree to the second point you just said." Isn't it a bit inappropriate to let Du Du know that we're married, but what about Momo? What if she finds out one day?"

"Also, the doctor said that we need to create a warm family atmosphere to facilitate the recovery of Dudu. If we don't tell anyone like that, what's the difference between not being married?"

"Then what do you want?" Mo Xiaodie asked almost through gritted teeth.

Lu Chenxu took a bite of porridge, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "I mean, we should hold a wedding and invite relatives and friends to have a lively time, so that Du Du can feel that his parents really love each other, and let her truly feel the existence of home through solemn ceremonies." ”

As soon as Mo Xiaodie heard this, she slapped the table and stood up: "Lu Chenxu, are you crazy?"

The waiter at the porridge shop and some of the guests looked at them curiously.

Sensing her gaffe, she sat down and whispered, "Didn't you say we were sham marriages?

Lu Chenxu didn't seem to see her anger, and slowly finished the bowl of vegetable porridge in front of him, and then elegantly took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

Mo Xiaodie stared at him patiently, gritted her teeth and showed a smile: "Mr. Lu, have you eaten well?"

Lu Chenxu nodded.

"You've eaten, can we have a good talk?" Mo Xiaodie held back the anger in his heart.

"Okay, what are you going to talk about?" Lu Chenxu leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed and leisurely.

"What does Mr. Lu mean by what he just said?Why do we have a wedding?" She had a strong premonition that she was tricked by Lu Chenxu, and this thing must have wanted to negotiate with her on this basis.

Lu Chenxu looked puzzled: "Director Lan, haven't we already said that we want to use the fake marriage to create a warm and friendly family atmosphere for Dudu, and soothe her psychological trauma as soon as possible, what's the matter?"

"I didn't want to go back, but you didn't say you were going to have a wedding?"

"But I didn't say I didn't need to have a wedding? Director Lan, everything I do is for the sake of moderation. Think about it, according to your meaning, only let Du Du know about our marriage, and my parents don't know, so how can we create a warm, harmonious and friendly family atmosphere. Should you secretly point to the marriage certificate in front of Du Du every day and say, you see that your parents are married, do you think this is useful?"

Mo Xiaodie couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while.

Seeing her face full of hesitation and contradictions, a sly light flashed in Lu Chenxu's eyes. Xiaodie doesn't seem to have much affection for him now, and she can't be pushed too quickly, otherwise it will scare her away.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be thoughtful: "Director Lan, do you think this is good, let's take a step back and not hold a wedding, but we must let my family know." In this way, everyone worked together at home to create a warm environment for Dudu and help her recover as soon as possible. How?"

After speaking, seeing that Mo Xiaodie was still frowning, he then promised: "Don't worry, I will tell my parents that we are just a fake marriage, just to treat Dudu, and if you meet a suitable lover at that time, I will divorce you immediately, and it will definitely not hinder Director Lan's happiness." ”

Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, Mo Xiaodie thought for a while: "That's it, let's sign a contract, so I'm more at ease." ”