After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

An Xin curled her lips, she really disliked Mo Chengyu's type, "If you like a pure and honest girl like Ning Ning, you have to endure her pinching and hypocrisy. Just like if I like my husband, I have to endure his Aloof and boring... I heard Chi Mo mention it before. Ning Ning's parents are a bit greedy for petty gains, and Ning Ning has always felt that her face is shameless. You are so arrogant and want to run over with all your wealth on your back, for fear that Can't her parents cling to you and act like blood-sucking leeches? Ning Ning is the only one who is a ghost if she doesn't avoid you!"

Lu Yinghuai pursed his thin lips and looked down at the little woman beside him.

Mo Chengyu watched her clinging to the side of the tall and straight man with lively eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, "It stands to reason that my useless brother was so targeted at you before. Although Lu Yinghuai and I worked together to beat him down, but you You probably don't have a good impression of our Mo family. Why are you so good today and you mention me specifically?"

"Your emotional intelligence... I firmly believe that those women running after you must like your money and your face. Do I care about you? I care about our family Ningning. Let me tell you, If I had known about the affair between you earlier, I would have killed all the signs for you when they were just sparks, and I would never let you fool her."

But now it's no longer possible. Looking at Song Ning like that, it's like she's trapped.

She couldn't persuade her to look back, so she could only work on Mo Chengyu.

But talking so many words at once is really tiring and thirsty.

Still hungry.

She turned back to look at Lu Yinghuai. The man immediately understood what she meant and walked past Mo Chengyu holding An Xin in hand.

There was no dialogue or eye contact with the man who was almost the same height when they worked together before.

The extremely long figure pulled down by the streetlight just drifted away.

Mo Chengyu stood upright, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and lowered his expressionless head. He vaguely heard the man walking away behind him asking in a deep voice with great displeasure, "An Xin, I'm watching such a boring horror movie." I watched it all with you, but you actually said I was boring, do you have any conscience?"

"Why are you calling me An Xin again? Your grandfather, your aunts and uncles, including your brothers, sisters, and younger brothers and sisters all call me Xinxin. You can only call me that in the future..."

It all sounds like complaints, but there is no need to speculate to taste the sweetness that is so sticky that it almost overflows.

Is it sweet...

This relationship was the one he took the most initiative, devoted the most, and gave the most. He was obviously the favorite girl he had ever met, but the longer it took, the harder it was for him to remember what sweetness should be like.

*

At night in the ancient city, there is a slight chill in the air.

The tourists coming and going make this cold place more lively and popular.

The red lantern is a very special existence.

In Zhang Yimou's film, the dazzlingly red the lanterns in the Chen Mansion are, the more gloomy and desolate they appear.

Amidst the chatter and laughter of people coming and going, the neatly arranged lanterns on the roadside add to the warmth and joy.

The man looked down at her face half covered by the scarf, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled softly, "Why do I think that you are very active and coquettish today?"

She rested her head on his arm, "I've been brought to see my parents, so I don't want to show any dependence on you."

Of course Lu Yinghuai knew that this was her casual excuse. He guessed that her aunt had said something to her in the afternoon, so she treated him like this.

He said in a low voice, "Since you are so good, your husband will treat you to whatever you want to eat."

"It sounds like you want to buy a street for me. In fact, I have eaten all the snacks on this street and it won't cost you a few bucks."

The man smiled lightly, "Then if you think the snack street is not enough, let's move to a high-end luxury store and you can eat whatever you want."

He said it casually, as if he was just casually reciting what she said on the street, but An Xin was stunned for several seconds, and the fingers lying on his palm gradually curled up.

A man likes the feeling of spending money for you, and I have to say, it’s really quite good.

"Then I'm asking too much. I won't serve steak without flowers, red wine, candles. At any rate, I can now accept an endorsement worth 2000 million yuan a year, and I'm worth a lot." She looked at the red lanterns At the end of the submerged long street, the person who looked quite embarrassed looked very arrogant, "Well, if you can carry me through this snack street and let me eat every snack without wasting it, I will Give you a chance to treat me to a big dinner."

Lu Yinghuai lowered his head, his eyes were shining like stars, and his thin lips were covered with a thin smile, "But this street is the longest street in the entire ancient city."

Rest assured, "..."

Give him the steps and he thinks the steps are too high?

There is no sincerity.

An Xin pouted, "Then forget it if you don't eat..."

She stopped before she finished speaking, because the tall and straight man had already squatted down in front of her.

"Come up." An Xin looked at the endless ancient street, and then at the man squatting in front of her. A sweet smile appeared on her red lips. Even though she was covered by a red scarf, she could still feel her presence. laugh.

She leaned over and got on her stomach.

Lu Yinghuai carried her on his back, walked slowly with his long legs.

An Xin put her hands around his neck, "Have you brought Qiu Lingfei back to see grandpa and the others?"

There seemed to be a smile in his voice, "No."

"Then did you carry her?"

"No."

"Then you have to promise not to carry any woman other than me in the future." After a pause, he added, "Grandma Lu doesn't count."

"it is good."

"I can't even hug her. I remember you hugged her last time."

"Okay, no one will hug me from now on, only you."

"Lu Yinghuai."

"Ok?"

An Xin's voice lowered slightly, with an imperceptible caution, "Auntie told me today... about your mother."

The man said calmly, unable to feel any emotional fluctuations, "Is this why you suddenly start acting like a spoiled brat?"

"I feel sorry for you."

"Does this make you feel sorry for me?" He seemed surprised and turned his head slightly to look at her.

An Xin nodded, "Well, you were still so young at that time, but you had to endure so much... No wonder you didn't want to mention these things to me before."

The man's steps paused slightly, and after a long while he slowly spoke, "I didn't know you were interested in these."

If he had known earlier, he would have told her.

"Well, I want to get to know you a little better."

Lu Yinghuai smiled, "Then what did you learn?"

"Then if I talk to you about your mother, will you be angry?"

Lu Yinghuai raised his eyebrows, "What is there to be angry about about my mother?"

Those were things that happened a long, long time ago, so long ago that...his own memory was actually a little blurry.