Chapter 2 Sixty Wedding "Get lost." Wen Wan slowly closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, and even her voice was slightly hoarse.

However, Moslow hugged the woman and refused to let go. His cold lips slid across the woman's cheek, kissed her wet tears, and choked up, "I'm sorry."

Lying under the man's body softly, her bent legs slowly flattened, her lips trembling, as if she was holding back something.

"Wanwan." Moslow held the woman's small face and called softly: "Wanwan."

Wen Wan pursed her thin lips tightly, but she didn't open her eyes, and she ignored whatever men called her.

"Wanwan, as long as you let me stay, I don't need to get married." Moslow's lips fell on the woman's eyes, and his voice was a little unstable.

"..."

"You talk, I beg you." Moslow stroked the woman's cheek, and his voice was extremely low: "Shall we start over?"

Wen Wan suddenly opened her eyes, stared at the man on her tearfully, and replied word by word: "I'm already married to Gu Yang, how do I start over? President Mo should stop making such jokes in the future. Today is On the day of President Mo's wedding, I wish you and the bride a happy marriage for a hundred years, and they will be together forever."

"Wanwan, don't do this." Moslow's heart was extremely uncomfortable.

"Your cell phone is ringing again. President Mo should hurry up and get out of here, don't make Ms. Zhuang anxious." Wen Wan stared at the man out of focus, and continued.

Moslow's hand on the woman's cheek gradually clenched into a fist, and the veins on his forehead protruded. He stared at the woman's pretty face, turned over and sat up suddenly, and roared: "Wen Wan! Don't think that I, Moslow, You are the only one in this life! I am crazy to beg you! You have no heart at all, and a woman like you is not worthy of letting me turn back!"

Wen Wan suddenly burst into tears with laughter: "Yeah, President Mo knows what kind of woman I am, yet he still comes back to beg me? Isn't it a bitch?"

Moslow was so angry that he stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's neck: "You woman, do you know? I really want to just strangle you to death like this, and it's over!"

Wen Wan didn't struggle, she just closed her eyes and let the man's hand on his neck tighten more and more.

In the end, Moslow withdrew his hand, sneered, sarcastically and self-deprecatingly, quickly put on his shirt, and slammed the door of the bedroom when he left the bedroom.

The woman on the bed reached out and pulled the quilt, covering her naked body, biting a corner of the quilt with her teeth, crying bitterly.

Tian Tian likes to sleep late, but she got up early today because she was woken up by the movement in the next room.While stretching, she opened the door of the bedroom. When she saw the man in the living room, she was slightly startled and forgot to react.

Moslow just lifted his trousers and was fastening his belt. He glanced at Tian Tian coldly, and then went straight to the door.

Tiantian woke up completely, her eyes widened, what's going on?Shouldn't the one who was with Wanwan last night be Gu Yang?How did it become Maslow?

As soon as Moslow left, Tiantian ran to the next room, and arrived before the sound came: "Wanwan, what's going on?"

The woman on the bed stopped crying immediately when she heard the sweet voice, and raised her hand to wipe her tears.

"He...he raped you." Tiantian asked whatever she wanted without turning her head.

Wen Wan directly pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and replied hoarsely: "Tiantian, I want to be alone for a while, okay?"

"Oh." Tiantian took two steps back and closed the door behind her.

After Moslow left, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, only to find that the mobile phone had been turned off. After swearing, he kicked the fence.

Moslow was in a particularly bad mood, but when he ran into Gu Yang and Xiaoguai at the gate of the community, he felt a little relieved.

Gu Yang's face was a little ugly, and he held Xiaoguai's hand slightly tighter.

But Moslow stepped forward and greeted Gu Yang, "Mr. Gu, good morning."

His eyes fell on the breakfast in Gu Yang's hand, and Moslow smiled, a little angry: "Mr. Gu is really considerate, he came to deliver breakfast! However, Mrs. Gu was really tired last night, so I should make up for it." repair."

Gu Yang suppressed his anger, stared at Moslow, and asked in a cold voice: "If I remember correctly, today is President Mo's happy day, and it seems inappropriate to show up at the gate of the neighborhood where his ex-girlfriend lives early in the morning. Let's go! If it is photographed by reporters, where should the faces of the Mozhuang family be placed?"

"I don't need to worry about that. However, last night was really an unforgettable night. I can hardly stand Mrs. Gu's enthusiasm." When Moslow and Gu Yang passed by, suddenly After a pause, he raised his hand and patted Gu Yang's shoulder, reminiscing with an evil smile.

Gu Yang's face was condensed, and he tried his best to restrain himself, but in the end he couldn't restrain himself, he let go of Xiao Guai's hand, and punched Moslow.

Moslow reacted quickly, but fortunately he hid in time, otherwise this handsome face would have been ruined.

Just after Gu Yang and Moslow had done two tricks, Xiaoguai heard Xiaoguai shout: "Dad, stop fighting!"

Gu Yang stopped first, turned around and took Xiaoguai's hand, provoking Moslow: "Moslow, just because Xiaoguai is my son, you are doomed to be a loser forever."

Moslow's face suddenly sank, and his eyes fell on Xiao Guai.

When Xiaoguai turned around, he didn't forget to make a face at Moslow, which completely ignited Moslow's violent temper, but he could only lose his temper with his own wheel.

After kicking the wheel a few times, Moslow bent down and got into the car.The driver who had been waiting here all night was still in a state of distress: "Sir."

"Back to the villa."

It was already past eight o'clock in the morning when Moslow returned to the villa, and the members of the Mo family and all the friends were relieved.

"Where have you been? Why didn't you answer the phone?" Rong Zifeng greeted her.

"You bastard! Knowing that you are getting married today, where did you go fooling around last night! See what time is it?" Father Mo pointed to Moslow with a displeased face and kept blaming.

"Brother, look at your current appearance, just like the one who just came back from the field, you are so sloppy, go in and wash up." Mo Siai frowned, thinking, is this still the old brother who always loves to be clean? ?

Moslow ignored them, went directly upstairs, entered his bedroom, took a shower first, and when he saw the marks scratched by the woman on his body, he plucked his hair irritably.

That damned woman!He shouldn't have gone to her last night!In the end, a self-inflicted humiliation came!

Today, he is getting married.After today, he will be someone else's husband, he must forget her, definitely.

After Moslow came out of the bathroom, he put on a new custom-made suit and a tie when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." The man said coldly.

The servant came in with something like a package: "Master, your courier."

Moslow frowned slightly, glanced at the package in the servant's hand, and said coldly, "Put it on the table."

"Yes." The servant put down the package and went out directly.

After Moslow tied his tie, he turned around and came to the table. Just as he was about to open the express delivery, Rong Zifeng came in: "The old man told you to go down."

Moslow frowned, and finally threw the courier on the table and left the bedroom.

"Last night, you went to Wen Wan again?" Rong Zifeng guessed as they walked side by side with Moslow.

Maslow raised his eyebrows and did not answer, but his pace gradually accelerated.

"Can you stop doing such unreliable things in the future? Today is your wedding day, why are you looking for other people's wives?" Rong Zifeng followed Moslow closely, and accused him.

This other person's wife made Moslow feel very uncomfortable when he heard it, so he turned his head and glared at his friend: "Shut up."

"The dealer has already called several times, and the auspicious time has already been missed." Rong Zifeng continued without fear of death.

But Moslow went downstairs expressionlessly, had a face-to-face meeting with the old man, and then drove out of the villa and went to the dealer.

"I'm so happy, my brother is finally getting married." Mo Siai took a long breath.

Tong Yan smiled bitterly: "I hope he can be happy."

Rong Xiya frowned tightly, thinking, didn't Brother Qing see what was in the package?If you saw it, why did you go to greet the relatives?

Rong Xiya was not at ease, so she sneaked into Moslow's bedroom quietly, and she saw the package she sent him lying on the table intact.No, brother Qing can't get married!She must stop it, no matter what the cost.

Rong Xiya borrowed a passerby's mobile phone and sent a text message to Moslow, thinking, this time, they should be able to stop them.Unexpectedly, Moslow's cell phone had already been turned off...

When Moslow came to the mansion, he was stopped by the bridesmaids, and it didn't work if he stuffed the red envelopes, just because he was late for such an important day.

Moslow was originally unwilling to have this wedding, and naturally he would not compromise for Zhuang Furong's sake.

However, Zhuang Furong wanted to marry him so much, so she naturally avoided everything.

"Slo, I thought you wouldn't come. I'm so happy to see you." Zhuang Furong threw herself into the man's arms excitedly.

The group of bridesmaids next to her started booing: "Hey, hey, bride, can you be more reserved?"

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