The spring breeze is not as long as your love

Su Mowan was very surprised: "Honey, why are you here? You haven't left all this time, have you?"

Mo Chenxiao didn't answer, but said: "Let's go, don't you want to go home?"

"Sure enough, you didn't leave. Doesn't that mean you waited for five or six hours? Husband, you don't need to do this, it will greatly delay your work. "

Mo Chenxiao glanced at Su Mowan: "When you say these words, don't laugh, it will be more believable."

Su Mowan raised her hand subconsciously when she heard the words, and then touched the corner of her upturned mouth.

She smiled embarrassedly: "I'm trying to pretend to be virtuous, don't men like virtuous women?"

"No, you just need to be Su Mowan."

Su Mowan turned to look at Mo Chenxiao, who was looking down at her.

Those dark and deep eyes were full of concentration.

Su Mowan's heart skipped a beat, as if touched by something.

"Mo Chenxiao."

Su Mowan called his name, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you really think I'm fine anyway?"

Even Su Mowan, who never liked him, is still good?

"En." Mo Chenxiao's voice was faint, yet inexplicably firm in the cool night wind.

Su Mowan couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped into Mo Chenxiao's arms, grabbing his collar with his small hands: "Mo Chenxiao, tell the truth, did you have a crush on me a long time ago?"

Otherwise why treat her so well.

Mo Chenxiao raised his hand and stroked Su Mowan's hair: "Don't think about it. It's just that you don't want to break the promise you made."

No matter how many years passed, he would always remember that day, after the kidnapper killed his mother, he used him to extort a large sum of ransom.

However, they never thought of letting him go, they just wanted to use his and his mother's lives to make Mo Yunfeng feel bad.

It was the small, six-year-old Su Mowan who saved her.

At that time, Su Mowan's face was yellow and thin, except for a pair of big and bright eyes.

She took his hand, her little face was full of seriousness: "Little brother, I saved you, and you are mine. You will marry me and go home as your bride in the future."

"it is good."

Mo Chenxiao agreed, and after that, the kidnappers came after him, and he fell into the cliff. The young master was brought back by the family who found him.

Time flies, and he is no longer the powerless little boy who could only be slaughtered by the kidnappers, but he still remembers the promise he made back then.

When his grandfather forced him to marry Su Mowan, he refused with all his heart. Even if Su Mowan was not as rumored after marriage, he had no intention of becoming a real husband and wife with her.

The promise he made cannot be broken.

But he never thought that God had his own wonderful arrangements. The wife he married was the little girl who had saved his life.

Su Mowan froze for a moment, thinking that what Mo Chenxiao was talking about was the vows he made at the wedding.

She couldn't help laughing: "Then you must always remember what you said."

"I won't forget. But, not everyone will remember." At least judging from Wanwan's reaction, she no longer remembers what happened back then.

"Who said I don't remember?"

Su Mowan's cheeks were a little red, but she mustered up her courage and whispered in Mo Chenxiao's ear, "Let's go home first."

Mo Chenxiao was slightly taken aback, knowing that Su Mowan had misunderstood, but this was an incomparably beautiful misunderstanding.

His strong arms tightly held Su Mowan's slender waist, and his voice was hoarse: "Okay."

in the car.

Yan Cheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was very excited: "Third young lady, your design tonight is really amazing."

"It's okay, I will be even stronger in the future." Su Mowan looked at Mo Chenxiao next to him, and felt that his heart was full of motivation, and he couldn't help being masculine.

"Third young lady, is that dream really the source of inspiration for your creation?"

"No, it's from your boss, Mo." Mo Chenxiao wore a black suit all year round, and seemed to have no other clothes.

However, from her designer's point of view, Mo Chenxiao must also be very suitable for white.

After wearing it, you will feel pure and lustful.

The more I thought about it, the more Su Mowan's eyes were glued to Mo Chenxiao's body.

At this time, a young child rushed out from the alley next to him, and Yan Cheng hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

Su Mowan, who was sitting in the back seat, was caught off guard and bumped hard.

Yan Cheng quickly apologized, and then found Su Mowan snuggled into Mo Chenxiao's arms.

Su Mowan raised his eyes to look at Mo Chenxiao, and he happened to be looking over at this moment.

The eyes of the two people merged.

Suddenly the atmosphere between each other was sweet and greasy, Yan Cheng silently raised the baffle in the middle, single dogs really can't afford to hurt.

After being kicked out of the final venue, Su Yanran was devastated.

She never thought that all the things she had worked so hard for for so many years would disappear overnight.

As soon as Su Yanran raised her eyes, she saw Shen Tianyue wearing a white suit, standing not far away with a large bouquet of roses in his arms.

"Brother Tianyue."

Su Yanran's nose was sour, her eyes turned red, she subconsciously picked up the hem of her skirt and ran towards Shen Tianyue, she had too many grievances and fears and wanted to confide.

However, just as she took a step forward, Shen Tianyue turned around without hesitation.

The huge bouquet of roses was thrown on the ground, Wen Feng rushed over and the reporters swarmed towards Su Yanran like crazy, trampling the delicate and beautiful roses into mud with their feet.

"Su Yanran, have you been stealing Su Mowan's designs all these years to become famous?" "Su Yanran, can you tell me how you and your mother forced Su Mowan to give up those works?"

"Su Yanran, you, Su Mowan, are your elder sister. If you bully her like this, won't your conscience hurt?"

Su Yanran covered her face and shouted in a broken voice: "I don't accept interviews! I don't accept interviews!"

It's just that no one is willing to listen to Su Yan at this moment, every reporter is desperately trying to dig out more news from Su Yanran.

In the end, because the commotion was too loud, the police on duty rushed over to disperse the people, and Su Yanran escaped.

Su Yanran returned home in a mess.

As soon as she stepped into the door of Su's house, she slapped her face with the sound of wind: "Naughty girl! The good reputation of Su's family for many years has been ruined by you!"

Su Yanran was hit on the ground, Su Zhenguo's furious appearance, eyes filled with disgust, made Su Yanran's eyes widen, her father had never spoken so harshly to her at such a big age.

"Zhen Guo, Zhen Guo, calm down and let me tell Yan Ran."

Su Zhenguo looked at his begging wife, shook his sleeves heavily, and said angrily: "You are used to it! You ruined a good daughter!"

After yelling, he walked away.

Wu Xiulan quickly helped Su Yanran up: "It's all right, it's already all right."

Under her mother's gentle comfort, Su Yanran gradually recovered. She hugged Wu Xiulan and burst into tears: "Mom, I'm ruined! I was ruined by Su Mowan!"

Wu Xiulan felt heartbroken when she heard her daughter's crying, she hugged Su Yanran tightly: "Silly girl, what is this? It's just plagiarism, can it compare to human life? Even if there is a daughter of the Su family today If it's going to be completely ruined, it's Su Mowan, not you."

As she said that, a sternness flashed in Wu Xiulan's eyes.