On the day of the flash wedding, Mrs. Huo went to the andrology department again

Seeing the situation, Gu Wennian comforted Huo Yanxi, "Baby, your grandma is waiting for you outside. She is someone else's grandma."

This sentence made Huo Yanxi frown, and looked up at Gu Wennian with obvious confusion.

Arrive at the banquet hall.

When Mu Nanxi walked out, she noticed that Huo Yanshen was wearing a black noble and cool suit. He was as tall as a god at 1.92 meters tall and wore black leather shoes. He was holding Qiao Huan's waist and dancing waltz on the dance floor.

Huo Yanxi's eyes lit up: "Oh, it's Uncle Huo. The baby wants to go with him...Hey, Mommy, there is a woman beside Uncle Huo."

Fortunately, Huo Yanshen and Qiao Huan were in the center of the dance floor, and they were also the focus of everyone present.

It was as if they were a match made in heaven, a talented man and a beautiful woman, perfect for each other.

However, when Qiao Huan's good face turned towards them.

Huo Yanxi was stunned and covered her mouth with her white palms, "Mommy, she...why does she look exactly like you? Mommy, how can there be another you in the world?"

Mu Nanxi frowned, she squeezed Huo Yanxi's hand tightly, and finally faced the worst part.

And she should also give her son an explanation and explanation.

Qiao Huanhao saw Mu Nanxi and the little cute baby beside her, her face turned ugly, and she sprained her feet.

"what--"

Qiao Huanhao was wearing black high-heeled shoes, which were a full ten centimeters high. After she sprained her foot, she screamed out in pain.

Huo Yanshen was cold and ruthless, still condescending. He grabbed her arm with one hand and said in a cold tone, "You have practiced so much on weekdays, but your dancing skills are still so bad?"

"..."

Qiao Huanhao looked around and found that everyone around her was looking at her. After all, she was the most famous dancer in the country. Usually, the most common mistake that dancers should not make is to sprain their feet while dancing.

"I should be... it should be the problem with the high heels. These shoes keep rubbing my feet."

"Don't wear shoes that scratch your feet, because they mean they don't belong to you and are not suitable for you."

Huo Yan loosened his grip deeply.

The man's crisp movements clearly stunned Qiao Huan. She tilted her feet and looked at Huo Yanshen blankly.

"Yanshen, what do you mean?"

Her face was ugly, and she always felt that Huo Yanshen had something to say.

Huo Yan saw the situation and changed the topic, "I just said that I wanted to talk to you about something while we were dancing. I didn't expect that I didn't have a chance halfway through the dance. I wanted to ask you, if your dancing skills are so bad, then Are you equally bad at deception?"

"trick?"

Qiao Huanhao took a deep breath, her eyes still shining pitifully, "Yanshen, what are you talking about, what did I lie to you, what kind of deception, I really don't understand."

Now the dancing on the dance floor has not ended, the waltz music continues to play, and from the perspective of an outsider, the two people seem to be talking normally.

Huo Yan raised her chin coldly, her tone full of indifference, "Should I call you Qiao Beixi, or should I call you Qiao Huan?"

"..."

Qiao Huanhao's whole body felt as cold as if she had been splashed with cold water. There was a roar in her brain, and she realized at this moment that the man seemed to have noticed everything.

Her lips trembled violently, and she continued bravely, "Yanshen, don't misunderstand me. Did you hear someone say something? Was it Mu Nanxi? She is just a liar. She is basically the same person as Su Yan." You can’t listen to the bitch born from the three of them.”

Sure enough, after Mu Nanxi returned to China, things started to happen.

In three years, are her good days with Qiao Huan coming to an end?

"Nan Xi didn't tell me."

Huo Yanshen looked disdainfully and looked at Qiao Huanhao with a hint of sarcasm in his stern black eyes.

"You have exposed yourself too much in the past three years, and yesterday was not Qiao Beixi's birthday at all. Why did you tell me that yesterday was your birthday? Could it be that you also recorded your own birthday incorrectly?"

The man's words sounded like a bullying and aggressive question.

Qiao Huan was filled with stiffness, and countless surprises flashed across her face. What, yesterday wasn't Qiao Beixi's birthday at all?

She specifically checked the media news reports from many years ago and saw that one day was the birthday of Qiao Tianfeng to his daughter Qiao Beixi, and the date it was written was yesterday.

Could it be that she made a mistake?

Qiao Huanhao only told Huo Yanshen about her birthday yesterday according to the date in the media reports.

When she was born by Su Yan, it was three years after Qiao Beixi was born.

In other words, she is three years younger than Qiao Beixi.

Huo Yanshen looked at Qiao Huanhao even more ridiculously: "Qiao Huanhao, you are so ridiculous."

After the words fell, the man took the lead to leave. Dressed in a black suit, his whole body exuded an aura of innate nobility, and his back showed no nostalgia.

At this time, the waltz on the dance floor also ended, and the people around him gradually dispersed, but when they saw Qiao Huanhao being left alone by Huo Yanshen.

Each of their eyes also contained a touch of disdain, contempt and sarcasm.

It is said that Miss Qiao is Huo Yanshen's favorite treasure.

But now it seems that is not the case.

The Qiao family has long ceased to exist, and Huo Yanshen is not a fool. At any rate, Mrs. Huo has another person, and she has her ex-wife in her heart. Otherwise, she would not have refused to marry this woman named Qiao for the past three years.

At this moment, Qiao Huan felt that the people around her were looking at her as if they were laughing.

Her face turned red to the color of pig liver, not to mention how embarrassed she was. She clutched the corners of her skirt and looked at Mu Nanxi not far away with hatred. How could this happen?

One after another, people at the scene noticed Munanxi.

Since Mu Nanxi's makeup tonight was relatively thick, in the style of a pure imperial sister, Er Qiaohuan preferred the pure route.

So when other people turned their attention to Mu Nanxi, they simply thought that Mu Nanxi and Qiao Huan looked very similar. Besides, Mu Nanxi also had his son and Gu Wennian with him.

Huo Yanshen set his sights and headed straight for Munanxi.

Mu Nanxi saw the man exuding a strong aura. His dark eyes were full of uncertainty, his thin lips were tightened into a straight line, and his steps seemed to be driven by the wind.

"Mommy, Uncle Huo is here."

Although Huo Yanxi didn't know what was going on, based on what the grandma said just now, he understood that Mommy was once married to this Uncle Huo!

His little mind has finally started to work. No wonder, no wonder Mommy hasn't married Daddy Gu in the past three years.

It turned out that she had been married before.

Mu Nanxi said nothing and allowed Huo Yanshen to come to her. She remained silent and immediately grabbed Gu Wennian's hand, deliberately interlocking with Gu Wennian's fingers.

Huo Yanshen's eyes suddenly tightened a bit when he saw this scene, but it didn't stop him from coming to Mu Nanxi.

Huo Yan took a deep breath and stopped walking. His tall body was like a wall and he looked into her black and white eyes.