Lucky to Have You Till the End

Coming out of the bathroom, Tang Xinyan's face and expression had returned to normal except for her eyes a little red.

She is not a person who likes to show her inner fragility.

In fact, she also knew that Ye Weiya's words could not be trusted, after all, Ye Weiya already regarded her as a love rival.

If she and Mo Chiwei are married because of love, she must find out whether this matter is true.

But they are not.

They had only met two or three times before he proposed to flash marriage to her.

What is the reason for this, it has to be thoughtful and doubtful.

She always reminded herself that she couldn't be tempted by Mo Chiwei, but she was still attracted to him unknowingly.

Ye Weiya's words, whether true or false, just sobered her from his charm.

Tang Xinyan left without disappointment. After speaking to Mo Chiwei who was talking to Ye Lao in the banquet hall, she went to the beach outside the hotel.

She brought a glass of whiskey, took off her shoes, and walked barefoot on the fine sand.

The waves made a rhythmic sound like music. The breeze hit, and the fishy sea breeze drifted into the tip of his nose. Tang Xinyan raised his head and drank the strong wine in the glass.

Mo Chiwei worried about Tang Xinyan, and after saying hello to Ye Lao, he went to the beach to find Tang Xinyan.

Tonight the moonlight was very good, and from afar, he saw the slender figure sitting on the beach.

She put her feet on the beach, and the waves came from time to time, covering her white feet.

I don't know what she thought of, and the laughter was as crisp as a silver bell.

He walked over to her and squatted down, looking at her blushing face and blurred eyes, he asked in a low voice, "Drinking?"

Tang Xinyan raised her long eyelashes and looked at the handsome and picturesque man next to her. She smiled and said, "Yes, I drank a glass of whiskey." The stamina of the drink was great, and she was dizzy.

Mo Chiwei pulled away her long hair that was blown by the wind to her cheeks and blocked her apricot eyes. Seeing her with a smile but an inexplicable sadness, his sword brows frowned, "Still unhappy?"

Tang Xinyan shook her small head like a rattle, and she smiled a little silly, "It's not unhappy, in fact, people have to learn to be content, learn to recognize reality, and learn to control themselves——"

Mo Chiwei couldn't understand what she was talking about.

Late at night, the wind was strong.

She was dressed thinly, and Mo Chiwei was afraid that she would catch a cold in the sea breeze when she was drunk, so he reached out to her, "Get up, let's go back to the hotel."

Tang Xinyan said obediently.

However, she did not put her hand in his hands.

She staggered to her feet on the beach with her small hands.

The way Mo Chiwei looked at her, wondering if it was his illusion, he always felt that she was inexplicably alienated from him.

She held her forehead and followed him to the outside of the hotel unsteadily.

Originally thought that drinking a glass of whiskey would not be drunk, but she ignored the potency of the wine.

His head sank like a thousand-dollar stone, and his steps staggered as if he was about to fall at any time.

The way Mo Chiwei looked at her, his steps were certain, and the tall body stopped in front of her.

"I will carry you to the parking place."

Seeing his slender and strong back, her eyes were sore.

Mo Chiwei, Mo Chiwei, if you can't like me, please don't be nice to me!

I am not a stone man, and I do not have a heart carved from wood.

Seeing her stunned, he looked back at her, "I will carry you on my back, or the princess will hold him."

Tang Xinyan pressed her lower lip tightly. After trying to control her emotions, she leaned on his back.