I owe you a lifetime of love

The scenery outside the car window keeps regressing.

An Nian just came out of the hospital after seeing Xiao Xue.She frowned and looked out the window, not knowing what was going on in her mind.

Song Chao, who was driving, couldn't help but said: "Ma'am, what the old man of the Mo family did this time is really a bit strange. Since it is a wedding, everyone in Haicheng has arrived, why didn't you invite us?"

An Nian said: "Didn't you say that? In China? Home is the only company that can compete with Fu. Since it is on the opposite side of others, it makes sense for him not to invite us."

The more Song Chao thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong: "But no matter how we people in the business circle confront each other in private, the superficial relationship still needs to be maintained."

An Nian leaned back, and she closed her eyes a little tired.

As soon as the car arrived at the gate of the company, it was stopped by someone.

An Nian opened his eyes, the car door was opened, it was Xu Yicheng.

"I chased your car around for a long time."

"what happened?"

Xu Yicheng held the wedding invitation tightly with his fingertips, and he was short of breath: "Annian! Hurry to the wedding scene, where is Fu Qingshen!"

An Nian's heart trembled suddenly, as if he was afraid that he had heard it wrong: "What, what?"

Xu Yicheng threw the wedding invitation in An Nian's arms.

"Right now! Don't ask any questions and hurry to the wedding venue. If you're one step late, Fu Qingshen might become someone else's groom!"

An Nian's face was as pale as paper in an instant, and he didn't care about asking any more questions. He closed the car door, and Song Chao drove to the wedding scene of Mo's house.

Looking at the car gradually fading out of sight, Xu Yicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xu Yicheng, I didn't expect your love to be so great. For the sake of Annian, you have really mastered the role of lover."

Xu Yicheng turned his head, Xia Qing stood behind him and sneered.

He smiled faintly: "Xia Qing, you are not much better?"

We agreed not to pester him any more, but he still appeared behind him.

No one can be so chic.

Xia Qing naturally knew what Xu Yicheng was talking about, she couldn't deny it.

In this matter, they have become fools.

"Xu Yicheng, why can't you learn to be more selfish?"

Xu Yicheng smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xia Qing said: "If you don't add that wedding invitation to An Nian today, if you don't tell An Nian that Fu Qingshen is the one who married the daughter of the Mo family, maybe this is an opportunity for you."

"I won't take advantage of others."

Xia Qing said coldly: "You mean to say I'm mean?"

"Not at all." Xu Yicheng smiled faintly, "Love is inherently selfish, no one is meaner than anyone else, and no one is more noble than anyone else."

"It's just that everyone's opinion is different. Annian and I are absolutely impossible. I may admire her and have fantasized about being with her. But I know she doesn't like me, so I hope she can be happy."

Xia Qing's eyes slowly turned red: "Do you mean that I will stand behind you silently to see your happiness just like you?"

Xu Yicheng was still smiling, with a gentle voice: "I want to see you happy."

Tears fell silently...

Xia Qing proudly raised her chin, stepped on her high heels and turned to leave.

"If you want to see me happy, Xu Yicheng, if you have the ability, be the one who makes me happy!"

The people behind were silent.

Xia Qing raised the corners of her mouth in a ridiculous way: "You and I...will not be happy anymore. Let it be like this, and let others be happy."

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She didn't do anything but just stand there quietly and I loved her.

I'm used to seeing him always wearing a black suit meticulously. At this moment, the man was standing at the end of the red carpet in a white suit.

The bride's white veil was laid on a fiery red blanket.

The older man held her slender hand.

The song at the wedding was halfway through, and the door of the church was suddenly pushed open from the outside when the red carpet was halfway through.

The church was full of guests who came to watch the ceremony. At this moment, those people seemed to understand something belatedly.

The girl was wearing a formal business suit, and her jet-black hair was pulled loose in a low ponytail at the back of her head.

The sunlight outside the door poured down in large swaths, falling on the girl as if casting a golden halo on her whole body.

His body was against the light, his eyes were full of tears, and he just stood at the door of the church without saying a word.

Boom, boom, boom!

The heart soaked in stagnant water regained life in an instant!
A whole beating heart seemed to burst out of his chest.

The man raised his steps slightly.

The sound of people is boiling in the ear.

Mo Tang's expression changed drastically, he let go of his father's hand and ran towards Fu Qingshen.

"Mo, Brother Mo Yu, what's wrong with you?"

The security guards maintaining order at the scene were surrounded by bodyguards called by Song Chao.

An Nian's eyes are red, it's nothing!Nothing!
But why do you feel so wronged when you see Fu Qingshen at this moment?
"Fu Qingshen..." She called out the name in a hoarse voice.

The man at the end of the red carpet lost the bouquet in his hand, and he suddenly walked towards the woman.

Slowly, one small step becomes one giant step.

He was panting violently, as if he was dying from heartache.

The short distance of a few steps seems to be as long as a century!

Who is she?
Why can't I remember anything?

Fu Qing ran wildly.

When Mo Tang came to stop him, he pushed her away, and the girl questioned her sharply, which made him feel noisy.

At this moment, there is only that person in his whole world.

finally--

"call--"

The man exhaled heavily, and the soul floating in the clouds returned to his body.

The dead heart resumed its beating.

All sounds are silent.

Only the sound of the girl's breathing was heard.

He tightened his arms and hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

Tighten your arms, tighten them again!

An Nian was in great pain from being strangled, but she didn't say a word.

It hurts, it hurts!
Only the real pain will make her feel that this is real, not a dream.

Tears rolled down like a bank.

Endless heartache and grievances overwhelmed her.

"Fu Qingshen..."

She called out the name accusingly in a hoarse voice.

"You bastard!"

She buried her head in his throbbing chest and cursed in a harmless voice.

The man raised his hand and stroked the back of the girl's head with his fingertips.

"Sorry……"

He didn't know why he was apologizing.

But the words that came out seemed unconscious: "I kept you waiting..."

"Bastard!" An Nian cursed in a hoarse voice, "Bastard!"

Mo Tang said that he had a bad temper and was always angry.

But now, instead of being angry, he felt sore and uncomfortable.

His eye sockets were hot, and liquid rolled from the corners of his eyes.

"I, I'm waiting for you to come home! Why don't you go home?" An Nian was so wronged that he couldn't even speak.

She pressed against his chest, holding him so tightly that she dared not let go.

Is it a dream?
Will it be dawn in the blink of an eye?

"You bastard! It's fine if you don't go home, how can you marry someone else?"