Lucky to Have You Till the End

Hearing the words Xinyan, Wei Mo Chi prepared to step over Ye Ran's body and freeze.

He looked at Ye Ran with a cold gaze, it was the first time to look at her tonight.

She is the girl who accompanied Tang Xinyan to the golf course in the afternoon.

Ye Ran was originally an introvert and easily shy person. Mo Chiwei's black eyes narrowed his eyes. The powerful and indifferent aura on his body made her not know where to put her hands.

She lowered her head, twisted her clothes, gathered the courage to continue, "I have known Xinyan for more than ten years. Although she was married once, Master Fu hurt her too badly. She is very fragile in her heart. She knows you are with another woman again, she will definitely be very sad.

As her best friend, I don't want her to be hurt again. If you can't do it, don't give her hope, and don't give her marriage! "

Mo Chiwei inserted one hand into his trouser pocket, and his cold gaze retracted from Ye Ran.

The tall and cold body went straight past her.

Just when Ye Ran didn't say anything, he threw down an extremely indifferent remark, "Don't be too self-righteous, it's not the turn of the third person to make irresponsible remarks between me and her."

The expression on Ye Ran's face froze, she turned and looked at Mo Chi's back, which seemed to have no warmth, and a thin mist of water poured out of her eyes.

She kindly reminded him, but he has such a ghost attitude!

It's not just Xinyan, but if you change to any girl, you don't like men looking for flowers outside and asking Liu!

...

Mo Chiwei was no longer in the mood for the party, and after speaking with Chi Zhiheng in the box, he wanted to leave.

After drinking a lot of alcohol, Shi Hua hugged his arm and pursed her red lips with a look of weeping, "Little Momo, you are so confused, you have to leave when they come to Ancheng, and I will be with you at night. Would you like to go back together?"

Mo Chiwei opened Shi Hua's delicate white arms, and he looked at Chi Zhiheng, "I handed her to you. She has been in a bad mood recently. You will take her around tomorrow."

Shi Hua blinked her beautiful cat's eyes aggrievedly, "Little Momo, are you not going to let me see Wife Momo?"

Mo Chiwei picked up the suit jacket and put it on Xin Chang's body, and replied in a faint voice, "It's not the time yet."

...

Maybe Fu Sichen kept calling at night, and Tang Xinyan dreamed of him after falling asleep.

It was just that at the wedding between her and Mo Chi Wei, she was wearing a white and sacred wedding dress, standing beside Mo Chi Wei, and the priest was making them swear to exchange rings.

At this moment, Fu Sichen walked in with a gun.

He pointed the gun at Mo Chiwei with a grim expression, her face pale in fright, tears streaming down, and she kept shouting, "Fu Sichen, Fu Sichen, no, no..."

Mo Chiwei returned to the apartment and couldn't help but go to the guest room where Tang Xinyan was resting.

Seeing her under the quilt slipping to her waist, he was about to bend over to pull it up for her, but before his fingertips touched the quilt, he heard her yell in a daze, "Fu Sichen, Fu Sichen—— "

Mo Chiwei closed the quilt for her and straightened up.

No longer staying for another second, turned around and left the room.

When he walked to the balcony, he looked at the brightly lit city late at night, and there was a cold and self-deprecating expression in his expression.

...

The next day, morning light shone in from the window, and Tang Xinyan in her sleep heard the sound of pushing the door, and she woke up in a daze.

A huge figure flashed in from the door. Before she could respond, it suddenly jumped to the bedside and took away the Bra she had placed on it.