After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 60 Wonderful video, a gift

Shen Qiange tightened her grip on Mo Huainan's hand with some worry.

"Brother Huainan, I'm a little scared."

Mo Huainan patted her hand lightly, "I'm sorry Qian Ge. I was negligent in this wedding and did not give you a perfect wedding. If you mind, I will explain to the guests that we will not hold it today. The wedding, how many days can you take off..."

"no need!"

Shen Qiange directly interrupted Mo Huainan's words.

Seeing Mo Huainan looking at him with doubtful eyes, Shen Qiange explained hurriedly, "Everyone's time is precious, so it's better not to waste everyone's time. Besides, I've been tired for so long today, and my feet... "

As Shen Qiange spoke, she looked filled with tears. She grabbed her skirt and looked like her tears were about to fall out.

"Don't cry."

Mo Huainan raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of Shen Qiange's eyes, ignoring the thoughts in his heart that he didn't want to continue with the wedding, and wiped away her tears with some distress, "I listen to you, then let's speed up the progress. Please go to bed early, okay?"

Mu Jinhuan had never heard such a gentle tone from Mo Huainan.

We can only be glad that the reporter did not turn the camera and microphone on the two of them at this time, and Mu Jinhuan did not see this scene. Otherwise, the mood that finally eased a bit would have been filled with a bit of sadness.

"it is good."

Shen Qiange nestled obediently in Mo Huainan's arms.

Today, this wedding must go on!
She must, today, become Mo Huainan's wife!
Otherwise, I’m just afraid that the night will be long and full of dreams!
After Li Qionghua settled the matter, she couldn't wait to let Mo Huainan marry Shen Qiange.

"Son, I've made all the arrangements for the guests. Just say that Rong Hua is mourning his grandfather. Everyone understands that it's just that my mother's waist is almost broken."

"Thank you, Mom."

Mo Huainan nodded lightly and appeared with Shen Qiange on his arm.

The wedding was carried out again, and there was no longer any sound of mourning or music around.

No one dared to offend Mo Huainan. Although the other guests had other ideas, they were all good people and no one said anything bad to his face.

The wedding started, and the host began to speak and control the scene.

"Dear guests: Good morning, everyone! I am deeply honored to be entrusted by the respected Mr. Mo Huainan to preside over his wedding to Miss Shen Qiange. I hope all the guests can forget the unpleasantness of today, and now we can all come together to share the joy. Share the happiness and joy of the bride and groom and spend a happy and unforgettable day.”

"Looking at our two newlyweds, one is suave and handsome; the other is beautiful, generous, gentle and friendly. It is truly a match made in heaven! A match made in heaven!"

"They went through all kinds of difficulties together and finally got married..."

The host's tone was so exciting that those who didn't know thought he was getting married.

Shen Qiange took Mo Huainan's hand and squeezed it a little tight.

Be excited!

Mo Huainan thought she was nervous, so he lowered his eyes sideways, put his arm around her shoulders and patted her gently.

The host was so eloquent that he completely turned the attention of all the guests to the wedding venue.

"Now, let's take a look at the documentary of memories of Mr. Mo Huainan and Miss Shen Qiange's acquaintance for many years, and witness their happiness!"

Everyone looked expectantly at the large electronic screen that was five meters high and ten meters wide.

"Our meeting..."

On the screen, the homepage of Mo Huainan and Shen Qiange leaning against each other slowly appeared, as well as a line of words full of love.

Mu Jinhuan snorted coldly. She looked at the screen expressionlessly, but she unconsciously clenched the milk cup on her fingertips.Video appears——

"This skirt seems to be short enough."

"No matter what, I will definitely capture him today!"

In the video, Shen Qiange is talking to himself.

I saw her in the video, raising her butt slightly.

The hip-hugging skirt, which was originally short to the top of her thighs, suddenly appeared in front of the guests because of her raised black silk skirt.

"Oh……"

A low exclamation sounded, and the eyes of all the guests moved to Mo Huainan.

"Mr. Mo is quite playful!"

"Is this part of the wedding design? I didn't expect Mr. Mo to be so generous. It's really unique."

"She's so round, tsk, no wonder Mr. Mo is so eager to take her home!"

Mu Jinhuan's expression froze for a moment, then she let go of the milk glass in her hand, leaned on the chair and smiled brightly.

The scene was in an uproar.

Shen Qiange was stunned and didn't react to the current video for a long time.

This is different from the video she edited!

"Knock knock knock!"

In the video, Shen Qiange knocked on the door of an office.

"Is no one here?" As he said this, Shen Qiange in the video opened the door of the office without hesitation, "In that case, it's just right. I was worried that I didn't know how to use it."

"Crack-"

Just as he was talking, the door opened, and a man in a neat suit appeared half-length in front of the camera.

"Lisa, what are you doing?"

In the video, the man's voice was cold and distant. This stoic voice, coupled with the cold aura and indifferent attitude, it was obvious that the person who came was not Mo Huainan.

"Young Master Gu, you are here. Do you want some tea?"

In the video, Shen Qiange twisted her waist, coquettishly picked up a piece of tea cake from the desk, dipped a little cream into her fingers, applied it to her lips, and then came in front of the visitor with a pout.

In particular, Shen Qiange in the video even tore a small slit in the black stockings she was wearing.

Many of the male guests present felt a rush of heat.

"Tear."

As the small mouth slowly expanded, revealing the snow-white skin, Shen Qiange seemed to remember something and looked at Mo Huainan beside him in a panic, "No! Brother Huainan, this is not me..."

"Where is the emcee, turn off the video, please turn off the video!"

At this time, Mo Huainan's face was sullen, and his face was as dark as ink.

(End of this chapter)