The spring breeze is not as long as your love

"Hey, aren't you..."

Seeing that Mo Chenxiao actually picked up his mobile phone and called Li Qiuyang, Su Mowan was shocked: "Don't...don't."

Mo Chenxiao didn't really want to do anything to her in the car, but he really wanted to know her reaction.

"Wanwan, do you still want to reject me this time?"

Su Mowan recalled how she rejected Mo Chenxiao before. She knew too well that with Mo Chenxiao's pride, it would be very difficult to get close to her again.

Even, this might be the last chance Mo Chenxiao gave her.

She turned around and held Mo Chenxiao's handsome face, looked into the man's eyes with her big eyes, and said seriously: "Chen Xiao, you know that's not what I meant, but I will reject you this time."

Mo Chenxiao's eyes widened.

Su Mowan saw it clearly, and before Mo Chenxiao pushed her away, he said: "This final is very important to me, I want to fight in the best condition, husband, you will definitely support me, right? "

She leaned close to him and said softly, "Wait until I win this time's championship, okay?"

Mo Chenxiao looked at Su Mowan for a while, and suddenly couldn't help but hugged her into his arms.

His strong arms tightened, as if he wanted to rub Su Mowan into his body.

Su Mowan snuggled into Mo Chenxiao's arms, smelling his unique hormonal scent, and listening to his strong heartbeat, suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes.

……

The fashion design competition is not only a grand event in the fashion design industry, but also many people who care about fashion are paying attention to it all the time.

Especially during the last semi-final, the scene was constantly changing, and many newspapers and news websites arranged for reporters to come.

However, when the news of Li Qiuyang's parachute into the finals as a referee came out, countless fans and reporters flocked over, and the already bustling scene suddenly became crowded.

Li Qiuyang hadn't arrived yet, and the contestants on the scene were the subjects of interviews by reporters. However, Su Yanran, who won the youth fashion design competition at the age of 17, made mistakes in the previous two designs one after another, and was even involved in the scandal of bribing the judges. It is the focus of everyone's interview.

"Su Yanran, do you have confidence in this competition?"

"I heard that Li Qiuyang also once praised your works as very spiritual, and your achievements in the future will definitely surpass him. What do you think?"

"Many celebrities and rich ladies from the entertainment industry have also come, and they are all your most loyal fans. This time, they chased you to the scene not only to cheer for you, but also to make your new work for the first time. People, what do you think about this?"

Su Yanran smiled generously facing the camera: "I tried my best in this competition and placed my greatest hope. I also hope to win the championship in one fell swoop, but the strength of other players is also very strong. What is the final competition?" I didn't know until the end. Teacher Li Qiuyang has always been a senior I respect, and his appreciation is the motivation for me to work harder..."

At this time, a high-pitched voice sounded instantly: "Su Yanran, last time your sister Su Mowan advanced to the semi-finals with full marks, but you only got 25 points, and you made it to the next level. What do you want to say about this?" ?"

Hearing this, Su Yanran's face was a little stiff, but it only took a moment to return to normal.

Su Yanran said with a smile: "My sister deserves the promotion with a full score. I am very happy that she can achieve such an achievement. I believe that as long as my sister does not commit the same crime as when she was 17 years old, using my design The mistake of going to the competition must have made a great achievement."

"What? Su Mowan used your work in the competition? Isn't this theft and plagiarism?"

Su Yanran said hypocritically: "Everyone, don't say that, my sister was only young and ignorant to make such a big mistake. As long as she changes it in the future, everyone don't blame her."

The crowd was in an uproar, and suddenly there were discussions

"What? Su Mowan used to be a big copy?"

"I'm 17 years old. In ancient times, I was old enough to be a mother, and I'm still young and ignorant? Please don't insult the four words young and ignorant, okay?"

"Look, everyone, this incident was a big deal back then, and it even appeared in the newspapers."

Other reporters immediately started searching on their mobile phones, the original news.

"No wonder I think Su Mowan's design style is similar to Su Yanran's. At first I thought it was because they were sisters, but now it seems that it's not just because of that."

"What's plagiarism? Back then, Su Mowan seduced the judges in order to win the youth fashion design competition. I heard from the judges that there was a little girl who took off her clothes and climbed onto their bed..."

"I'm afraid this little girl is Su Mowan."

"If it's just plagiarism, it can be forgiven. This matter of seducing a married judge for the championship has reached the bottom line, and it must not be forgiven!"

Su Yanran's lips curled up when she saw that all the reporters had gathered together and began to dig into Su Mowan's past.

She said long ago that missing this final was her last act of kindness for the sake of being the daughter of the Su family with Su Mowan. Since she refuses to appreciate it, don't blame her for being rude!

After Xiao Zhao dropped the baffle, he happened to hear Su Yanran's voice coming from the phone, and he immediately exploded with rage: "Damn it! Third Young Mistress, this Su Yanran is too shameless! I'm so pissed off!"

Su Mowan was very calm. If Su Yanran hadn't been shameless enough, she wouldn't have copied her works while trampling her under her feet.

Mo Chenxiao's face was slightly cold: "Wanwan, I'll let someone deal with it."

"No need." Su Mowan stopped Mo Chenxiao: "Leave this matter to me, I can do it myself."

"Wanwan, you don't have to work so hard."

"It's hard work. But I would rather work hard than hide under your wings for the rest of my life."

Mo Chenxiao frowned: "Is this not good?"

"Very good. But Mo Chenxiao, what I want is not so good. I hope that one day I can stand side by side with you and walk through wind and rain. I also hope that one day you are tired and want to rest. I can let you sleep On my shoulder, I patted my chest and said: Don’t worry, I have everything.”

Su Mowan held Mo Chenxiao's hand and looked up at him with a serious expression he had never had before: "Mo Chenxiao, this is the love and marriage I want."

love……

Mo Chenxiao was stunned.

Even though he already understood Su Mowan's intentions, he never thought that such touching words would appear on him.

However, Mo Chenxiao had to admit that he was moved, very moved.

After a long while, he said, "Okay."

"However, Wanwan, you have to promise me that you won't hold on."

Su Mowan couldn't help hugging Mo Chenxiao: "Honey, why are you so nice?"

Just as Mo Chenxiao wanted to hug Su Mowan, she had already let go of him: "Wait for my good news."

Holding a portfolio, she opened the car door and got out of the car, leaving with a straight back, like a general about to go to the battlefield, invincible wherever the sword points.

Mo Chenxiao waited until he could no longer see Su Mowan's back, then turned his gaze away,

Xiao Zhao couldn't help talking: "Mr. Mo, the young mistress said that you are not allowed to intervene."

Mo Chenxiao looked at Xiao Zhao in a blink of an eye, and asked quietly: "Do you know what kind of people died the fastest in all dynasties?"

"People who know a lot?"

"No." Mo Chenxiao straightened his cuffs with lowered eyes, his voice became more and more flat: "A talkative person."

Xiao Zhao trembled violently in fright, and ran away: "I'll protect young mistress."

[The author has something to say]

PS: Su Mowan: Husband, the rating of the book has dropped, will we be forced to finish it, woo woo woo.

Mo Chenxiao: Don't be afraid, I won't let this happen.

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