He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Another half month passed in the blink of an eye.

Pei Mingshuo personally admitted that he was the one who framed Shen Ruoyan and sowed discord between Shen Ruoyan and the Mo family. Netizens dug deep and found out that it was Ye Shuqing who instigated the situation. Ye Shuqing was criticized by netizens again.

Ye Shuqing adjusted her mindset and stopped reading all the negative comments online.

Stayed at home honestly for a while.

The limelight has passed.

The heat and discussion gradually subsided.

She began to gradually appear in the circle.

Try to establish social relationships with all parties and gather momentum bit by bit.

Although she had caused many scandals and had a very bad reputation in the circle, she was still the eldest daughter of the Ye family. With the capital of the Ye family, it was not difficult for her to turn things around. On the one hand, she played the role of a good daughter and a good sister at home. On the other hand, she socialized with the daughters of wealthy families in the circle and used her daily pocket money to make some investments.

The most important thing is that he secretly planned to seize the family inheritance rights!

Mo Beizhou and An Ning were busy decorating their wedding room.

In addition to managing his own small workshop, Mo Beixiao also helped to prepare for the wedding of his third brother and sister-in-law, and also looked for a suitable house outside.

Li Tingchuan is still fighting for power with Old Madam Li.

Shen Ruoyan was positive and grew up. She frequently met and communicated with Cathy, President of IE Asia Pacific, and tried her best to achieve cooperation with IE.

……

Busy days go by especially fast.

Unknowingly.

The wedding date of Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu is approaching.

Mr. Zong Hongyu's health condition does not allow him to travel across the ocean.

Zong Hewen, along with his wife and son, arrived in Beijing three days in advance to attend the wedding of Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu.

Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen went to the airport to pick them up in person.

No hotel booking.

Directly arrange for the family of three to live in the Mo family manor.

There were many relatives and friends coming from abroad and other places this time, but the only ones staying at Mo's house were the three members of the Zong family, which shows how close their relationship is.

Except for the three members of the Zong family.

Qiao Wangshu's fellow seniors arrived in Beijing in advance from all over the world.

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu booked the Hilton Hotel, which was hosting the wedding, and used an entire building of rooms to accommodate the guests. The empty rooms would be available on the wedding day, so if someone got too drunk and couldn't leave, they could just stay in the hotel for a night.

Qiao Wangshu was not very familiar with the other senior brothers and sisters, and they had only met once during the apprenticeship ceremony.

It was just a courtesy call to let you know.

I didn't expect that everyone would give me so much face and come.

Qiao Wangshu arranged for them to stay in a hotel.

Hilton is a five-star hotel and is also the hotel hosting the wedding banquet.

Living here, whether it is the environment, service or convenience, it is all very good.

Qiao Wangshu originally wanted to wait for Mo Beichen to get off work, call Mo Beichen over, and have a meal with his fellow seniors.

But her senior brothers and sisters told her not to call Mo Beichen, but to just call Zong Hewen.

Qiao Wangshu guessed that they had something to discuss, so he agreed to their request.

They are all seniors.

Moreover, they were generally 20 to 30 years older than Qiao Wangshu, and the youngest sister was also more than ten years older than Qiao Wangshu. Qiao Wangshu was their junior sister, so it was difficult to offend them.

while eating.

In front of Qiao Wangshu, all the senior brothers and sisters discussed how to block the door and embarrass Mo Beichen and his groomsmen.

"Our little sister is so outstanding, how can we just let him take her away so easily?"

"There should be at least three or four checkpoints."

"It has to be a martial arts competition to win a bride."

"Third Senior Brother is just giving random advice. The best men have to be young men. At our age, are we going to fight them physically? Is there any advantage? I think we have a better chance of winning by using brainpower."

"Brain power? What does the Mohist family rely on for a living? Except for the fourth brother, everyone else relies on their brains. We are all craftsmen, and our brains are less reliable. It would be better to let them embroider, pinch silk, and dye feathers... This is our expertise!"

"I can see it."

"..."

A group of people were talking animatedly.

Qiao Wangshu lowered his head and ate the food.

The senior brothers and sisters want to have sex with her husband, don’t they avoid her?

Everyone was talking.

Zong Hewen specifically said to Qiao Wangshu, "Junior sister, we are just joking. Although you and your husband have been married for so long, there is only one wedding. We are making things difficult for him to let him know that you have a lot of support from your family. In the future, when we live together, he must treat you well and cherish you, otherwise we will not let him off easily. Don't worry, your brothers and sisters are good at talking, but they know their limits and will definitely not delay the auspicious time. When you go back, don't tell your husband about it."

That’s all for the sake of talking about it.

What else could Qiao Wangshu say?

I could only smile and nod in agreement.

Here, Qiao Wangshu's senior brothers and sisters discussed that they should not let Mo Beichen take the person away easily.

the other side.

Feng Junmu was not idle either.

Although he has no brothers, he always has classmates and friends. He discussed with Qiao Wangshu in advance and wanted to invite some classmates and friends to come over to play. Qiao Wangshu was already worried about this brother, and holding a wedding was a big happy event with many people, so she agreed without hesitation.

The day after tomorrow is the wedding day.

Most of Feng Junmu’s classmates and friends have arrived in Beijing.

They are now gathering at the hotel arranged in advance by Feng Junmu.

Zong Hengyi and Feng Junmu were of similar age, and they had met several times at the Mohist School. Zong Hengyi admired Qiao Wangshu, and Feng Junmu was Qiao Wangshu's younger brother, so Zong Hengyi felt close to him. Feng Junmu also thought he was a good person, so he simply asked him to join in the discussion on how to block the door.

Zong Hengyi is of mixed blood and has lived abroad for many years, but he grew up in China and deeply loves this land and its culture. Weddings abroad are very different from those in China. He hasn't attended a wedding in China for a long time and excitedly joined Feng Junmu and the others.

The women all thought of making things difficult for Mo Beichen.

As for Mo Beichen, he had no sense of crisis at all.

After all, people are registered in the Mohist household register.

No matter how much trouble the wedding reception can have, how much more trouble can it have?

Mo Beichen was full of anticipation for the wedding.

This evening.

All of Qiao Wangshu's senior brothers and sisters were drunk, and Qiao Wangshu returned to the Mo family only after settling them down.

The day before the wedding.

Feng Zhenlin wants to take Qiao Wangshu to visit Qiao Wanrou.

Qiao Wangshu also had the same idea.

Before the wedding, I want to talk to my mother.

Feng Junmu consciously chose not to follow.

People usually go to visit the graves early in the morning.

Mo Beichen wanted to go with him, but was rejected by Feng Zhenlin.

Mo Beichen looked at his wife aggrievedly.

Qiao Wangshu smiled at him and said, "Achen, my father and I are going to talk to my mother about marriage, so you don't have to go. It's not like we haven't been there before, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

The father and daughter don't want to bring anyone else.

Mo Beichen had no choice but to give up.

Arrived at the cemetery.

In front of his daughter, Feng Zhenlin's eyes were red, but he held back his tears.

Qiao Wangshu kept talking about the upcoming wedding.

I couldn't help but shed tears at the end.

Feng Zhenlin patted her shoulder comfortingly: "Beichen is a good child, worthy of entrusting your life to. If your mother is still alive in heaven, she will definitely be very happy to know that you have found a good home."

Qiao Wangshu sniffed and burst into laughter: "Yes, it's a happy thing. I just miss my mother."

Feng Zhenlin couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, and he choked up and said, "I miss her too."

The words fell.

Both father and daughter shed tears.

No one said anything to comfort the other.

Because we all know in our hearts that some words can only be said to comfort others, but cannot comfort ourselves.

When you miss the same person.

Any words of comfort seemed pale and powerless.