It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

"Are you so cold?" the female voice said.

"I'm busy." A deep male voice came to my ears.

"Your so-called busyness is when you received the news that Su Wan was still alive, you left and rushed to Switzerland. Your so-called busyness is when she died, because she stayed up all night and night, holding her photo Remembrance?"

I originally wanted to eat melons, but I didn't expect to eat melons.

Su Wan glanced at the complicated expression on Mo Zichen's face opposite, and said with a half smile, "You seem to be very happy to hear that."

"Really? Which of your eyes can see that I am happy?"

Su Wan wanted to say that she saw it with both eyes.

Unexpectedly, there was still something to ask Mo Zichen, so she swallowed the words when they came to her lips.

He glanced at Li Zeyao and Ling Qingxue who were talking over there.

Su Wan once again lamented how small the world is.

In a place as big as Britain, she never thought that she would meet such a horrible person even if she came out to Mo Zichen for a meal.

Thinking so, Su Wan said helplessly to Mo Zichen, "Let's go."

Mo Zichen stood up.

Before they could take a step forward, a man's deep and mellow voice came from behind.

"Late night."

Su Wan wanted to pretend she didn't hear it, but Mo Zichen said, "It seems like I can't leave."

Su Wan swore that she regretted it at that moment, she was crazy, she wanted to come out to have dinner with Mo Zichen.

Wouldn't it be nice for her to catch up on a good night's sleep at home?Wouldn't it be nice to let Mo Zichen enjoy the loneliness and coldness by himself, and let him know the dangers of society?

While she was meditating for a while, Li Zeyao had already come in front of them.

"Come out to eat."

Look, this unsurprising tone seems to be another person who has long known that she is coming to England.

Su Wan's cold eyes fell on Li Zeyao.

After a long time, she said, "Sir, who are you?"

Li Zeyao was slightly taken aback, probably not expecting her to act stupid like this.

"Stop it."

Su Wan thought it was funny, but she was really angry.

"In your opinion, am I making trouble? Mr. Li?"

"Didn't you ask who I am? How come you know my surname is Li again?"

Su Wan bit her lower lip.

Is this a lost of mind in a hurry?

From the moment Li Zeyao started to speak, Mo Zichen's gaze has been on Li Zeyao's body.

When Li Zeyao asked Su Wan what he said, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Seeing that Su Wan was speechless by Li Zeyao's question, he silently shook his head.

"Mr. Li, right?"

Li Zeyao's eyes moved, and only then did he see the man standing beside Su Wan.

Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a white trousers and windbreaker, he stood there with a refined manner, like an elegant prince.

Mo Zichen was outstanding in appearance, and when he was silent, his gentle wife was easy to attract people's attention.

At this moment, she was standing with Su Wan, and the first word that Li Zeyao thought of was "talent and beauty".

He looked at Su Wan with deep eyes: "Who is he?"

Su Wan: "He is..."

"I'm his fiance."

Su Wan: "..."

this person.really...

She looked at Mo Zichen and asked him what he said.

The latter grabbed her hand, "Mr. Li, it's the first time we meet, hello, my name is Mo Zichen, and I'm Wanwan's fiancée."

Li Zeyao's eyes were full of wind and rain, and he said coldly: "Wan Wan, anyone can call this name?"

"I don't know, what's wrong with me calling my fiancée that?"