Your Excellency, I love you!

When he walked to the entrance of the hospital, he received a call from Qin Manman. Manman was very happy to congratulate him on his recovery and discharge from the hospital, and told him two things.

She is pregnant and is going to marry Tsing Yi.

People in the village get married very early, not to mention childhood sweethearts, who are basically before the age of 20.

The wedding is scheduled for the beginning of next month, and he is invited to attend.

Mo Huangnian's hand holding the phone paused, his mind went blank for a few seconds, and then he said with a faint smile, "Really, Manman, congratulations, I will go."

He stood at the door of the hospital where people come and go for a while, watching the bald old man supporting his seriously ill wife, the young husband supporting his newly pregnant wife, or the couple happily hugging their newborn kids...

The world is in turmoil, joys and sorrows.

In fact, that's all there is to it, he thought faintly, losing this part of love, there should be another part of life to support it.

Wei Qian was right.

There has never been a dual law in the world, and he cannot penetrate this difficult problem.

Mo Huangnian got into the car, and the car drove out smoothly. He stared at the Chinese knot on the rearview mirror in a daze, and suddenly asked, "Is there any mine that can be dug near Wangchen Village, or some tourism project that can be expanded."

The driver was the leader of the Yan family's secret guard who had been with him for more than ten years. He knew everything about him from the past to the present. Have Miss Qin and Mr. Duan become rich?"

Wangchen Village is a poor village, and the overall economic situation is also very backward.

Mo Huangnian did not deny it, "Yes."

"But high priest, I don't think... they may not need to be rich now," the dark guard said calmly, "There are many times when wealth will bring disasters and inevitable disputes. In fact, if you just want them to live better Happiness...then the happiest thing is to maintain the original state and let nature take its course."

The car suddenly fell silent, and the man didn't speak again.

It is generally believed that having money makes people happier.

But truly happy people don't care about money or power.

Because anything that money or power brings has nothing to do with happiness.

The car drove back to the majestic but deserted Qinjiabao, and the bodyguard stepped forward and opened the door respectfully.

When he was about to enter the single-family villa, Mo Huangnian paused, without turning his head, he closed his eyes and said, "In the Miao Nationality Cemetery, put up a tombstone for Wei Qian, write his name on it, and let people visit the grave every year. "

The dark guard bowed his head with a smile, "Yes, High Priest."

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A week before the wedding, Mo Huangnian drove to Wangchen Village.

Qin Manman ran out to meet him. It was very cold and snowing. She was wearing a white padded coat. Although she was bloated, she could still see that her bones were slender. Her pointed face was hidden in the scarf. Her skin was whiter than snow, and she laughed. Brighter than light.

Seeing the girl running over, Mo Huangnian frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice, "You still run like this when you're pregnant?"

Manman was startled, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover his stomach, and said a little scared and aggrieved, "I... I forgot."

Mo Huangnian closed the car door and walked over, rubbing her head, "Is Tsing Yi here?"

"He's making soup in the kitchen, I sneaked out," Manman looked at him with a smile on his face, "Didn't you call and say you'd come over? He said that you had just been discharged from the hospital in a car accident and went up the mountain to pick some herbs to nourish your body." Soup, I said you can drink it when you come."