Hey, I'm Leaving Again

The next day, song ran woke up early and turned over her mobile phone. She didn't even bother to return the news.

Song ran hasn't seen Mo Qianxing all day, and her heart is empty. Remembering that Mo Qianxing helped her cover the quilt last night, song ran feels bitter again - why does Mo Qianxing always care about her every time she has to give up? One click broke her defense, and finally let her collapse.

Song ran shook his head and said to himself, "Song ran, wake up to me. Don't you forget who forced you to be like this? He was abused by the media and business celebrities, and song's group was acquired. These are all Mo Qian's punishment! Song ran, remember it for me! Don't mention feelings anymore!"

Finally, Mo Qianxing and Lin Yurou got married.

Song ran got out of bed very early and put on light makeup to cover up the fatigue on her face. She tied up her long wavy hair loosely, which made her temperament more virtuous. I also picked out a white flat shoulder dress from the wardrobe and put on a pair of light pink sports board shoes - to implement today's plan, board shoes are much more suitable than high heels.

The dress with board shoes doesn't have the slightest sense of conflict, but has a sense of leisure, which makes song ran a lot of young girls, full of sports and vitality.

Song ran opens the door and is startled by Mo Qian's punishment standing behind the door.

Mo Qianxing's face didn't have to be song Ran's good. He was very pale, and his eyes were faint cyan black. Even a small part of his stubble came out.

"Shouldn't he get married? Why is it like this?" Song ran wondered in her heart, but opened her mouth, "Congratulations, Mr. Mo, marry Miss Lin. I hope you can be together forever and have a good marriage for a hundred years."

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious!"

"Let me ask again. What you just said is serious?"

"Of course it's serious! If you don't believe me, I can tell you again several times! I hope you and Miss Lin can get married forever..."

"Enough!" Mo Qianxing interrupted song ran with a faint anger in his tone.

"Mo Qianxing, it's your wedding today. What's the reason why you ran to me crazy early in the morning? If you wish you well, you'll trouble me too?"

Mo Qian Xing knew he was wrong. His voice was a few decibels lower, but he was still stiff. "Song ran, I just can't stand your hypocrisy."

"Really? Mr. Mo is mistaken? I didn't ask you to look at my hypocrisy. If you're disgusted, please avoid it."

As soon as song Ran's words fell, Mo Qianxing pulled up song Ran's wrist.

"Mo Qianxing! What are you doing?"

"Take you to the wedding. Aren't you interested in the wedding of your first love and big gold owner and Lin Yurou?"

Song ran obediently shut up and didn't speak again, but she was a little excited.

The opportunity finally came!

Mo Qianxing didn't find the driver, but drove the car himself and forced song ran onto the co driver.

When they got to the car, they were relatively speechless, but song ran could vaguely feel the anger emanating from Mo Qian's punishment.

Song ran takes out her mobile phone and swipes the short video pretending to be boring.

One tweet was that the reporter stood in front of a hotel, "today is the day when President Mohs and Miss Lin hold a wedding. They are talented and beautiful, and the marriage of a rich family is widely expected. Later, I will shoot the wedding process and share it with you. Remember to double-click and pay attention."

Song ran didn't wear headphones, and the volume of her mobile phone was not low. In addition, the car was very quiet. Mo Qianxing naturally heard these words, but his face became colder.

Song ran watched several short videos in a row, two or three of which were related to Mo Qianxing's wedding.

One of them is the collection of wedding photos of Mo Qianxing and Lin Yurou. This is probably the reason why song ran didn't see Mo Qianxing all day yesterday - she accompanied Lin Yurou to take wedding photos.

Mo Qian glanced at the video and said coldly, "don't look."

"I'm watching a video now. Mr. Mo has to take care of it?"

"It's all fake."

"What?"

"I mean, those photos are all fake. P came out. I didn't take wedding photos at all. I can't stand Lin Yurou's entanglement. I'm afraid that the wedding photos don't have any. The two families can't get through their face and let her find someone P." Mo Qianxing doesn't know why he wants to explain so much to song ran. It seems to be a conditioned reflex and a heartfelt opening.

"It's really strange. All wedding photos need P. you rich people are really different." the words are full of ridicule.

Mo Qian and Xing Jing surprisingly didn't argue with song ran again.

Song ran then said, "Mr. Mo, do you know that a woman wants to get married only once in her life, because it means she has found someone who can spend the rest of her life together. But now you don't even want to take wedding photos with the woman who is pregnant and giving birth to children. You're really a scum man."

The sentence that Mo Qian wanted to blurt out, "don't you know who it is?" was stuck in his throat, and his words were very different from what he thought.

"Song ran, are you too lenient? Don't you know that as my lover, you just need to fulfill your obligations?"

"Mo Qianxing, you bastard!" Song Ran is glad that he is driving. Otherwise, whether Mo Qianxing can really do something or not, song ran really can't guarantee.

Mo Qianxing felt much better when he saw song Ran's anger. He smiled and didn't reply.

Song ran gets angry and turns her head out of the window. She doesn't want to talk to Mo Qian again.

After a while, song ran takes out her mobile phone and carefully sends a text message to Qi Jun, "you've gone out, come to the hotel, get ready." after sending it successfully, song ran decisively deletes it.

Mo Qian Xing grabbed song Ran's cell phone. "Why? I'm here and I want to contact a wild man?"

Song ran stares at Mo Qian, with a little hatred in her eyes.

Mo Qianxing turns over his mobile phone and doesn't find the chat information between Song ran and Qi Jun. he's afraid it's completely deleted by song ran.

Mo Qianxing threw his cell phone back into song Ran's arms. "I warn you, you'd better be honest, or you'll be punished when I'm finished."

Song ran still doesn't speak and stares at Mo Qian's punishment.

The words "which wild man" have always pierced song Ran's heart. In Mo Qianxing's heart, she is indeed a fickle woman who can sell her body for money.

"Why care so much about his opinion? He's leaving soon." Song ran secretly advised herself to be sober and not to be affected by Mo Qian's view of punishment.

Mo Qian Xing dialed Lin Yurou's phone, "Yurou, are you ready?"

Mo Qianxing deliberately turned on the loudspeaker to let song ran hear Lin Yurou's whine. "Qianxing, it's still early ~ people are still making up."

"Well, take your time and don't worry."

"Qian Xing, I knew you were the best!"

"Well, I'm driving to the hotel. I've sent someone to pick you up. You're ready. Let's do it first."