After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

"What the hell? Qingfeng, what did I hear?"

Chu Wenyao and Shen Qingfeng were sitting together, dozing off out of boredom. Mo Nanjin's words instantly woke him up from his drowsiness.

His drooping head suddenly lifted up and his eyes opened wide.

Mo Beiting actually has a fiancée?

And this fiancée is not Miss Fang, but someone else?

Isn't Miss Fang......

Su Qianman, who was sitting with Leng Xiaochen, was stunned the moment she heard the news.

Mr. Mo...what are you talking about?

Mo Beiting...is already engaged?

Wait, isn’t this woman the woman just now?

Is she Mo Beiting's fiancée?

Fang Tingting, who was standing by, was even more shocked, and her body instantly froze on the sofa.

She came here with great expectations this time, originally thinking that the people of the Mo family would like her.

But the result?

Not only did he not like her, but he directly chose a daughter-in-law?

Do the people of Mohist School hate her so much?

When people heard the news, they were either shocked or angry.

Mo Beiting was even more furious. He stared at the familiar figure on the podium through countless figures. His bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred.

He slowly turned his head to look at the girl next to him, his eyes instantly filled with heartache and pity.

Fang Tingting's eyes became deep and she was also looking at him quietly.

Mo Beiting couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of her head, his tone firm and gentle: "Tingting, I won't marry anyone else except you."

After saying this, he stood up without hesitation and strode towards the platform.

Fang Tingting looked at him in a hurry, frowned, and felt worried.

Did he want to have a big fight with his father?

There are so many people here.

“Look, look!!!”

"Who is this man?"

"He's so handsome, why haven't I seen him before?"

"Is this man from the Empire? I feel like I've seen him in a magazine."

A group of socialites were whispering to each other, all looking towards the tall and straight black figure.

The man was wearing a neat suit and a pair of black-framed glasses. His eyes under the glasses were as deep as a pool, emitting a chill. He walked towards Mo Nanjin with his long, straight legs.

"Let me introduce to you all. The two people standing next to me are Li Juexiu, the son of the president of Country Y, and Li Yaoxue, the daughter of a wealthy family. Next month, the Mo family and the Li family will hold the wedding of Mo Beiting and Li Yaoxue on time. Everyone is welcome to attend."

As soon as Mo Nanjin finished speaking, the whole audience fell silent for nearly ten seconds.

Everyone stared at the brother and sister on the stage in amazement.

After the guests realized what was happening, there was less surprise and more smiles on their faces.

Mr. Mo is actually going to hold a wedding with the daughter of the President of Country Y?

I had long guessed that Mr. Mo came back from abroad specifically for Mr. Mo's marriage.

I thought it was some rich girl who was lucky enough to marry into the Mohist family.

Now it seems that the Mohists were trying to get ahead of others.

No wonder Mr. Mo and the others rushed back in such a hurry.

The Li family is powerful and prestigious, so there is probably no one who would not want to marry into the family.

In the crowd, Mo Beiting's steps towards the platform suddenly stopped, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

The guests standing around him also began to talk.

It looks like I’ll be able to drink at Mo’s wedding soon.

Mr. Mo is young and promising. Now that he has climbed to such a high position, it is only a matter of time before he dethrones Leng Xiaochen from the top of the list and becomes the richest man in the empire.

There were also people who were on good terms with the Mohist School, all holding their wine glasses with big smiles on their faces, eager to wish him the best.

Fang Tingting has been sitting with Su Qianman.

Su Qianman stared at Fang Tingting with her deep eyes without blinking, observing every sign of abnormality in her.

I saw Fang Tingting holding a wine glass tightly in her hand and drinking with her head down.

From the moment Mo Beiting went to find his father, she never raised her head again.

"Mr. Mo, congratulations."

"congratulations."

"It's a match made in heaven, a perfect match."

The guests surrounded Mo Beiting, and the voices of blessings became louder and louder.

This time Fang Tingting put down the wine glass in her hand and turned to Su Qianman: "Manman, I'm going back first."

After saying that, without waiting for Su Qianman's response, she stood up and walked out.

He never glanced at the crowd.

It was completely dark outside.

Although it is summer, the night wind is still a little cool.

There were many night lights on the small path in the old house of the Mo family. Fang Tingting was wearing an exquisite light blue dress. After she walked out, she went straight to the corner with the darkest light.

When she walked to the darkest corner of the path and squatted down, she realized that the yard was full of flowers, but only here, there grew a small wild flower that no one noticed.

Looking at the small wild flower in front of her that was out of tune with its surroundings, Fang Tingting's eyes suddenly turned red, but she was smiling. Although the corners of her mouth were raised, her tears could not stop flowing down.

The banquet was filled with dignitaries.

Only she...

Nothing.

Nothing...

She was the most insignificant and dispensable person in the entire party.

Not only did his parents not accept the gift she carefully selected.

Even...even he didn't even look at her the whole night.

What is she...

Little three?

Mo Beiting’s lover?

Still nothing...

Tears blurred her eyes. Fang Tingting raised her little hands and kept wiping away her tears, but the tears could never be wiped away.

Sure enough, it is not easy to enter a wealthy family.

A relationship that lasted just one month is ultimately not as important as family interests.

During this month, his pampering and love made her feel like a little girl immersed in the honeypot of love.

She gradually devoted herself to this relationship.

From initially thinking that this relationship came too quickly, to now being able to accept the idea of ​​marriage.

But at this moment, there is only endless pain in my heart.

Although he was very nice, he always showed up when she needed him, giving her warmth and comfort.

But a love that does not have the support of parents is destined to be unhappy.

She didn't want to continue going on; his parents hated her so much.

Every word and sentence he spoke to her was sharp and piercing, as if countless knives were stabbing her heart again and again. It was really uncomfortable.

She had tried to please them, but it was all in vain.

Seeing their cold eyes and resolute attitude, she felt really desperate.

Since his parents have found a better person for him who can bring more benefits and glory to the family.

The two are about to get married.

Perhaps, the best outcome is for her to withdraw voluntarily.

Instead of trying to please them, it is better to let go and leave yourself the last bit of dignity.

Fang Tingting wiped away the last tear, held on to the wooden chair beside her with both hands, and struggled to stand up slowly.

Just as she stood up, a cold and gloomy man behind her suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly around the waist.