"Yue Chen, right?" Shan Feiye smiled faintly, but his eyes were gloomy. "The relationship between Xiaoguai and I cannot be interfered with by someone like you. If you know each other, I advise you to have some self-knowledge."

"Hey." Zhou Miaoyu frowned. After all, the Yue family and the Zhou family are also in good terms. You can say it, but don't say it too much.

"Shut up." Shan Feiye rebuked, "I haven't settled the score with you about your blind date with him yet."

"Settle the accounts?" Shan Feiye could not stand being humiliated like this.

Besides, their Yue family is not a small family, and there is no place to go.

"Shan Feiye, it was you who gave up Miaoyu and did not go to the wedding. She left her alone, causing her to lose face in Ancheng Circle! Do you still have to settle the score now?"

Well, although it was for his own condemnation, Zhou Miaoyu still felt a little uncomfortable when he listened.

What's more, Yue Chen was torn apart the thin scab of her scar, so that the wound would regain its light.

"Do you dare to say another word?" Shan Feiye was furious, completely angry.

Letting go of Zhou Miaoyu, he approached Yue Chen in two steps and grabbed his collar.

Yue Chen, a 1.8-meter-old man, was lifted up by him with one hand and pointed his toes on the ground.

Shan Feiye's height of 1.85 meters has a strong advantage.

"What's wrong there?" The woman in front of her exclaimed softly, and Mo Ziyan turned his head to look with a glass of wine, his eyes darkened.

"Shan Feiye! Let go! Shan Feiye!" Zhou Miaoyu held Shan Feiye's arm and looked at Yue Chen's blushing face.

Shan Feiye smiled but didn't say anything, but the force on his hand was not relaxed at all, "Come on, come on, say it again, and take what you just said."

"Brother Feiye!" Mo Ziyan rushed up and separated the two with force, pressed one hand on Shan Feiye's chest and the other hand on Yue Chen, "What are you doing!"

"Let's go! Dumplings!" Zhou Miaoyu said fiercely, dragging his long skirt and leaving.

Mo Ziyan glanced at Shan Feiye and quickly followed Zhou Miaoyu.

Shan Feiye pointed at Yue Chen with his index finger and smiled, but his smile was not enough to reach his eyes.

Turning around, he strode to chase Zhou Miaoyu.

Chasing after the banquet hall, he grabbed Zhou Miaoyu's arm and said, "I'll take you back."

Zhou Miaoyu said indifferently: "No need."

Mo Ziyan rolled his eyes and stood aside.

Collecting the two of them, they regard him as air. Does he have such a big person, have no sense of existence at all?

But there is nothing we can do. From childhood to adulthood, as long as they are together, they only have each other and no one else in their eyes.

Before Shan Fei ran away from marriage at night, Mo Ziyan felt that the most suspenseless thing in this world was that they would be together forever.

But now, everything has become so unknown.

"Are you angry?" Shan Feiye raked his hair, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't control myself for a while."

"Angry? Why am I angry?" Zhou Miaoyu smiled bitterly, "Yue Chen is right."

"Xiao Guai..."

"Shan Feiye, take out your sincerity, even if you die, let me die clearly!" She growled and grabbed Shan Feiye's clothes.

Word by word: "Tell me, why did you escape from marriage?"

At that time, Shan Feiye had a very strong feeling.

As long as he tells it and tells the truth, they can go back to the past.

What a beautiful word before.

Go back to the moment when he loves her, she loves him, loves each other, and protects each other.

But, after just hesitating, opportunities are like meteors, fleeting.

It was like quicksand, slipping away between your fingers.

"You are a coward." Zhou Miaoyu's arm fell down, and the tip of his nose felt sore, "Shan Feiye, you are a coward."

"Xiao Guai." Shan Feiye's heart hurts more than anyone else. Seeing her like this, he wanted to dig out his heart and show her.

"Second sister, I'm leaving."

Unbearable, Mo Ziyan stepped forward and held Zhou Miaoyu's arm, "Let's go home."

Watching them get into the car, the car drives away.

Shan Feiye stood there and lost his mind for a long time.

The people around me leaned against the car window and stared blankly from the beginning of getting in the car.

Mo Ziyan took a deep breath and spoke softly: "Second sister, you may not want to listen, but I want to say it."

"I know I don't want to listen, you still say." Zhou Miaoyu snorted, "Silly Dumplings."

Tickling his head, Mo Ziyan said, "I just saw Brother Fei Ye, and he, a big man, was about to cry."

"Feye, brother?" Zhou Miaoyu turned to look at Mo Ziyan, "What benefits did he give you? You didn't call him Shan Feiye, call him Brother Feiye?"

"This is not the point, okay." Mo Ziyan glared, "At the beginning, Brother Fei Ye didn't go to the wedding. I really thought he had run away from the marriage and had another woman in his fickleness, but today he still loves you the most."

"You have to say this." Zhou Miaoyu sneered, "Of course he loves me the most, he only loves me. If he doesn't even have this confidence, do you think I will pay attention to him?"

"Since that's the case, Brother Fei Ye saw that he had some difficulties. Can't you ask clearly, second sister?"

"Didn't I ask?" Zhou Miaoyu yelled, "You are here today, you heard it, did I not ask him? He didn't say anything, what can I do? I no longer hate him for escaping from marriage. I know he must have a hard time. What I hate is that he doesn't tell me his hard time."

After a pause, Zhou Miaoyu closed his eyes, "When will he carry it alone? I will just watch him carry it, and keep carrying it and don't let it go."

It sounds like feeling distressed in front, but it is...

This couple really made Mo Ziyan confused.

Forget it, it’s their own business anyway, let’s solve it yourself.

As long as you love each other, there is nothing you can't defeat.

...

Shan's.

"Ah! Sorry! Vice President! Sorry!"

The back of his hand was red, Mo Han frowned slightly, and his hands were held by a pair of slender and soft hands.

Xia Muxue looked anxious and took a tissue to wipe the coffee on his hands.

"Okay." Withdrawing his hand, looking at the mess on the table, Mo Han stood up and "clean up."

“Yes, yes.”

Chamuxue bit her lip in annoyance and took out a tissue to wipe the stained documents and the table.

Why is she so stupid?

How could she be so stupid?

Mo Han stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the spared documents in his hand and continued to read.

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated, and he picked it up, and while responding, he turned around and walked towards his desk.

"Wait, I'll take a look."

Xia Muxue's whole body stiffened, and she leaned back and completely wrapped her petite figure.

His breath instantly surrounded her.

Mo Han found the documents that Shan Feiye called for through Xia Muxue, and then straightened his body, "I found it, I'll send it to you now."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Xia Muxue and saw that her face turned red.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Ah?" Xia Muxue was shocked, her heartbeat was malfunctioning, and the little deer was bumping around.

She was flirted, just as he came over.

...

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Xia Muxue blinked her eyes, revealing innocence.

Mo Han's eyebrows slightly closed and said in a deep voice: "Your face is very red, are you having a fever?"

"Ah?" Xia Muxue subconsciously touched her face.

It's so miserable, it's a shame.

"Do you have a fever?" Mo Han said, and he was about to reach out to her forehead.

Xia Muxue was stunned and watched helplessly, feeling a chill on her forehead.

That's his hand.

Mo Han's hand was on her forehead.

It was over, she knew that she must be full of illusions now.
To be continued...