Good night, Mr. Pei

Chapter 257 The Wedding of All People's Eyes

Chapter 257 The Wedding of All People's Eyes (1)

Ai Xiangnuan stared at Arthur's three-dimensional facial features, but didn't see anything unusual.

She really wants to get back the lost memory, which is after all, the past before she was 20 years old.

A little tangled in her heart, Ai Xiangnuan still took out her mobile phone and called Song Qingci.

In less than half an hour, Song Qingci hurried over.

"Nuannuan, why did you come to the hospital? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Song Qingci went straight to Ai Xiangnuan without even giving Arthur a look.

She despises men who are muddled the most, and in her eyes, Arthur is the kind of man who cheats on marriage and is not free and easy.

Occupying the name of Ai Xiangnuan's husband, and threatening Ai Xiangnuan with her child, she deserves to die!
Song Qingci took off her sunglasses and glanced at Arthur from the corner of her eyes.

Ai Xiangnuan understood some things she didn't say.

"It's okay, it's two pieces of good news. One is that I'm divorced and I'm free from today. The other is that they will help me retrieve those lost memories. You know, the only person I can trust now is you."

"Although I don't know what you've been through, do you really want to get back your past memories?" Song Qingci asked worriedly.

Although the past may not be so bad, since it is amnesia, it is so pleasant not to see each other.

The past is gone, it is better to look forward.

No matter what the relationship between Ai Xiangnuan and Pei Moyan was before, now that Pei Moyan and Jiang Yiqian are going to have their wedding soon, she really doesn't want to make Ai Xiangnuan suffer.

"It's best to get it back. Even if those pasts are terrible, it's incomplete without those pasts."

Ai Xiangnuan's cell phone rang suddenly.

She took it out and saw that it was Pei Moyan's number, and directly pressed the hang up button.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she hung up, the cell phone rang again, as if urging her to die.

Ai Xiangnuan turned off the phone directly.

"Celadon, thank you for coming to accompany me." Ai Xiangnuan smiled and lay down on the white bed.

Lying on the bed, looking at the white ceiling, Ai Xiangnuan really had mixed feelings in his heart.

She has a home, but that home is so strange. Has her family never looked for her in these years, and now that she is back, she is thinking about what kind of contacts she can get from her, to help the Gu family, to help Gu Yi?
She never dared to think too much about it, and whenever she thought about it, she felt uncomfortable and chilled.

The older I get, the simple things become extravagant.

Ai Xiangnuan closed her eyes, a crystal teardrop suddenly slid down her cheek.

On the other side, the wedding that attracts everyone's attention is in progress, and the motorcade that welcomes the bride is like a mighty luxury car show.

The leading white extended Lincoln car was decorated with fresh roses. Jiang Yiqian was sitting in the car, wearing a white wedding dress, holding a fragrant bouquet, with a happy smile on her face.

After so many years of hard work, I finally waited for this day.

There are reporters all the way, and there are aerial photography in the sky.

Countless reporters have already gathered in front of the hotel, including domestic and foreign media!
Pei Moyan stood beside Qin Muxue, letting the people around him help him put on his suit and tie.

He looked at his mobile phone and frowned, no one answered it, and it was turned off now.

"Mom, with my current status, Pei Moyan, do I still need a woman to make things better? Are these not enough to satisfy your vanity?" Pei Moyan said in a low voice, with cold eyes, "Mom, tell me, you Did you already know that Ai Xiangnuan gave birth to a pair of children for me?"

Because I knew it, I suddenly wanted to hold this wedding.

Qin Muxue's hand on the bow tie trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)

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