Wealthy Love: Chasing the fleeing young grandmother

single-apartment.

In Room 201, a snow-white figure was sitting in front of the vanity mirror. She was smiling, her nimble eyes flashed playfully, blinking at the mirror constantly, making all kinds of grimaces.

"Shihan, don't be stinky anymore!" Xiao Minyue looked at her with disgust, but her eyes were full of smiles, "It made my eyes pull out!" Wrapping a hand around the veil, she placed a hand on her snow-white neck. Wearing a seemingly ordinary but uniquely designed diamond necklace!

The bride Rong Shihan in front of her is very beautiful, wearing a pure white tube top wedding dress, her jet-black hair is tied into a princess bun, two strands of hair playfully hang by her ears, and a delicate corolla is worn on her head, making her look like a flower fairy Come to the world.

Although the wedding dress looks simple, every detail has been carefully designed, even the veil looks so flawless!

"Hee hee..." Reaching out to touch the necklace around her neck, Rong Shihan stuck out her tongue mischievously, "Xiao Meiren, I'm married to Qing Yang, what should you do? Clean and handsome like him is good for his wife There is no second man in the world!"

"Damn girl!" Xiao Minyue reached out and poked her on the head, "You're showing off to me now, aren't you?"

She suddenly lowered her head and kissed Rong Shihan's lips, "Tsk tsk... You and Qing Yang fell in love, and the first kiss is still there! After all, I took advantage of it! Haha..."

"Xiao Minyue!" Rong Shihan got angry, got up and moved her wrist, and said sinisterly, "Beauty, tell me, are you tired of living, or don't you want to live?"

Xiao Minyue was not afraid, she also put on a posture with a smile on her face, "Damn girl, you really have the opposite sex and no humanity! Try it!" Just as she finished speaking, Rong Shihan embraced her, "Yue, hurry up and put yourself Get married!"

'I don't know why, even though she knows that after marriage, the two can see each other often, but she feels a little flustered in her heart!I feel something is wrong, but I can't tell! '

"Fool, you must be happy, you know?" Rong Shihan said softly, "You must be happy!"

"Of course I will be happy!" Xiao Minyue waved her hands in disdain, but there were tears in her eyes, "If someone like me who is more beautiful and cuter than you can't get married, it's too unreasonable!"

Cursing her lips, Rong Shihan looked contemptuous, "It's really strange that someone as shameless as you can get married!"

Knocking her on the head hard, Xiao Minyue rushed forward with all her teeth and claws, "Damn girl, stop talking nonsense!"

"Ahem..." A handsome man in a white suit appeared at the door, his eyes were full of jokes, "I'll be jealous if you two are like this!"

Xiao Minyue laughed, her face was full of ridicule, "I said, I am talking about the great painter Mo, you should cherish the last single time! In a few hours, you will be a married woman. Time..." Turning to look at Rong Shihan, "My beauty has turned into a dominatrix, let me see what you do! And... don't you know that the bride is not allowed to see the groom before the wedding? Get out!"

Seeing her look of disgust, Rong Shihan shook her head, "You, you are the only one in the world who will make our Great Painter Mo lose face like this!"

"It's necessary, I stole my woman! If it's not easy to greet him! Then what's my face?" Xiao Minyue raised her eyebrows, "I'm Miss Xiao, I'm not easy to fool!" She slammed the door hard.

As soon as the words fell, the door was suddenly knocked open, Mo Qingyang rushed in, hugged Rong Shihan, "From now on, it's mine!" A person beside him stuffed a thick red envelope into Xiao Minyue's hand , "Well, I'm not going to be polite!"

"Hey, you..." rushed to the door, heard the sound of firecrackers outside and the wedding car going away, and slowly squatted down, "You must be happy!"

"Qing Yang..." With tears in his eyes, he stood up again with a smile on his face, "It's time to witness their happiness!"

In the wedding car.

Mo Qingyang held Rong Shihan's hand tightly, "Shihan, I finally married you!"

Leaning gently on his shoulder, "Hmm..."

"No! The car is out of control!" The car suddenly swayed from side to side on the highway, and the driver panicked, "Mr. Mo!"

"Why did it fail for no reason?" Mo Qingyang tightly hugged Rong Shihan in his arms, controlling the two people's bodies shaking with the car, "Is there a way?"

"Hold on!" The driver said in a deep voice. With years of experience, he worked hard to control the side. However, this is the highway. When he found that the car was out of control, the speed had reached 180 miles per hour. It was difficult to stop the car at such a speed. , and the direction of constant control is the only thing he can do now!

The car behind the car collided, Mo Qingyang turned his head and looked at Rong Shihan, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" The next moment, his body was thrown against the car window by a huge force...

"Qing Yang!" Rong Shihan was in a hurry, before she had time to react, with a bang, her body was also thrown off, and the back of her head hit the glass heavily, before she had time to feel the pain, she felt her eyes darkened and her eyes blurred. Hei, "Shihan!"

Hearing Mo Qingyang's voice fading away, Rong Shihan smiled softly, "Take care of yourself!" At the last moment of falling into a coma, she saw the wedding car she was riding crashed into the iron guardrail on the expressway, and a car behind her A car crashed head-on, the iron sheet collapsed, and the sound of tearing flesh and bones witnessed the tragedy...

"Shihan!" Mo Qingyang roared, the pain in his body gradually numb, he couldn't believe that on the way to their wedding, they were about to move towards a happy place, but his son was lying on the bed in a pool of blood...

At this moment, how much he wished that the person lying here was himself!

"Ah..." Mo Qingyang roared, 'Why did God treat him like this?They love each other so much, why did they encounter such an accident!Why?Why, who will tell him, why? '

Slowly crawling over, holding Rong Shihan tightly in her arms, pressing the blood that was constantly overflowing from her chest in a panic, shaking her head vigorously, "Shihan, Shihan...don't, don't..."

"Shihan...Shihan..."

who?Who is calling her?

She tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn't find a way, so she could only struggle in the darkness, "Qing Yang, Qing Yang..."

"Are you dead?" A deep and magnetic male voice, the words are full of boredom, as if the question is not about life, but just like asking if you have eaten today!

"Young, young master...young mistress, she..."

"I don't want to listen to nonsense. If I die, I will drag it to the back mountain and bury it!"

An old and trembling voice was interrupted, and the surrounding was deathly quiet, hearing the sound of sonorous and powerful footsteps gradually receding, Rong Shihan became anxious.

'Buried?Do you mean her? Struggling, trying to speak, "Qing Yang?"No...that's not Qingyang!That's not a clear voice!Where is Ching Yang? '