Lucky to Have You Till the End

In the past, whenever someone mentioned Meng Baizhi, Mo Chiwei would change his face.

Because of this, few people mentioned it before him.

But now, Ye Weiya boldly mentioned that he didn't have a black face, just as indifferent and deep as ever, "I'm looking for her."

There was a flash of joy in Ye Weiya's eyes. Although she liked Brother Mo, if Sister Meng appeared, she would still bless them.

After all, in her heart, only a woman like Sister Meng is worthy of him.

As for Tang Xinyan, heh, it's just an actor who can't get on the stage.

"That's great. After you find Sister Meng, you must tell me as soon as possible. She has been missing for several years. I really want to die."

Mo Chiwei said faintly.

Before Ye Weiya left the office, she gave Mo Chiwei a thoughtful look.

When it comes to Sister Meng, his face is neither unhappy nor sad, which really makes people unable to see what he is thinking.

With the relationship between him and Sister Meng for so many years, he shouldn't really forget her and fall in love with Tang Xinyan, right?

Not long after Ye Weiya left the office, Mo Chiwei received a text message from Tang Xinyan.

She asked him to meet at a Chinese restaurant.

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Tang Xinyan had a decision in her heart.

Before the miscarriage, first sign a divorce agreement with Mo Chiwei.

Tonight was the first time she took the initiative to ask him, and the last time she asked him.

Their marriage will soon come to an end.

Thinking of this, her heart tightened suddenly, as if she had been tampered with forcefully, and the pain made her breathless.

She went to the restaurant and dressed up.

She put on makeup and wore a Hepburn-style black skirt, with long curly hair draped over her shoulders, and high heels on her feet. She has a temperament between a girl and a woman, slim and pretty.

Gu Ranran drove her to the restaurant. Before getting off the car, let her think about it and talk to Mo Chiwei. Don't be too impulsive.

Tang Xinyan didn't feel that she was impulsive, she was reluctant to give up this marriage, but she really had no face to be with Mo Chiwei again.

She doesn't look down on herself anymore, is there any qualification to prevent Mo Chi from searching for his happiness?

When she reached the box she had booked, she opened the door.

Seeing the tall figure standing in front of the window, she was stunned.

She came here ten minutes earlier. How could he be earlier than her?

He took off his jacket and wore a black shirt and black trousers. He was completely cold, with a cigarette between his fingertips, quietly falling.

From her perspective, he can only see his profile, handsome, exquisite, and noble, as if he was a censored immortal, unable to pick out any flaws.

Tang Xinyan's nose was sore.

He didn't know what he was thinking. After she came in, he didn't turn around either, still standing there quietly.

Tang Xinyan retracted her gaze and looked at the round table already full of vegetables. They were basically what she loved to eat. Her eyes were red, and the warm liquid seemed to slip out of it.

The man who was motionless like a sculpture finally turned around and looked at her.

His eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if to split her in half.

Tang Xinyan met his cold gaze, trying to restrain the emotions in his heart, "Eat first, I have something to talk to you after I have finished eating."

Wei Chi Mo came over and pinched the cigarette **** in the ashtray, "What are you talking about?"

"Eat first."

Mo Chiwei sneered, "Do you think I have an appetite to eat?"

Tang Xinyan looked at his cold facial features, she didn't say anything, and directly took out a document from her bag.