Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

The three stopped their actions and looked at him with curiosity and doubt on their faces.

"Miss Mo will marry your second brother. In the future, she will be your sister-in-law. You can't be rude!"

Suddenly, the playing cards in Pei Yifeng's hand were scattered on the ground like snowflakes. His face raised and shouted unbelievably, "mygod!"

Even Pei Yijing, who has always been gentle and indifferent, rarely showed a look of surprise. He felt that he had heard wrong: "father, what did you just say?"

"Since I didn't hear you clearly, I'll repeat it again. Your second brother will marry Miss Mo and she will be your sister-in-law in the future!" Pei Zhenjiang asked Dr. Chen to push him back to his room.

Pei Yifeng still couldn't understand his face. He was stunned and looked at the cold second brother standing on the stairs and the dull Mo Wan: "who can explain what's going on?"

Yesterday, Mingming was Snow White's stepmother. In a twinkling of an eye, she became a little sister-in-law. Is this a transformation game?

Without words, Pei Yihuan turned cold and indifferent, and then walked upstairs.

Mo Wan could detect the warm and confused eyes that fell on her. Her heart was a little painful, but she didn't look up, turned around and followed upstairs.

After several people's eyes disappeared in sight, Pei Yifeng puzzled and patted the third brother: "what trick are they playing?"

"Don't I sit here like you?" Pei Yijing faintly took back his eyes that fell upstairs and took a look at Pei Yifeng.

Pei Yifeng shook his head and felt strange: "it's strange! How can there be such a strange thing in the world! I can't understand it at all!"

Liu Rusu also frowned and suddenly realized, "it turns out that Miss Mo is your second brother's fiancee."

"Didn't the second brother refuse to get married? What was the stimulation?" Pei Yifeng was almost crazy.

Pei Yijing's expression was faint, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he didn't speak again.

Pei Yishuang, who had been quiet and didn't speak, blinked and grabbed the fourth brother's clothes with one hand: "fourth brother, did Daddy say that my sister is going to marry the second brother?"

"Yes!"

"That's great! That's great!" Pei Yishuang immediately jumped with excitement, and his eyes were very bright.

Pei Yifeng frowned: "what's good? It's not your marriage. What's exciting?"

"Because I can call my sister little sister-in-law in the future. I like to call her little sister-in-law." Pei Yishuang smiled childishly, and her little sister-in-law sounded very close.

"You little idiot." Pei Yifeng pointed his fingers and pushed his soft little body directly onto the sofa.

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Looking at Pei Yihuan, who was a few steps away from himself, Mo Wan's heart gave birth to a touch of guilt and apology.

Although she didn't like him and hated him, she did use him in this matter!

In order to make dad get better treatment, she threatened him to marry her with the ashes of his biological mother. He should hate her!

Suddenly thinking of something, she opened the door of the room, took out a box, and then stopped in front of Pei Yihuan in three or two steps: "please wait a minute."

A touch of disgust crossed his deep eyes. Pei Yihuan didn't have the slightest politeness: "get out!"

Mo Wan ignored it, but handed the box in front of him. He generally explained: "the urn in your hand is not real. It's the ashes burned with charcoal. This is the real ashes."

No matter how she wants to achieve her goal, she will not joke with the ashes of a dead person. That is the minimum respect for the dead.

The big hand threw the sandalwood box on the ground at will. Pei Yihuan hooked his long arm and took the box back to his hand: "it's really scheming."

His voice was even louder than the cold ice, like a slender metal wire, straight into her heart.

The voice fell. He didn't even look at Mo Wan again. He just heard the sound of "pa -" and the door had fallen in front of Mo Wan.

Turning around, Mo Wan also walked back to her room and closed the door. She slowly sat on the ground, her hands around her knees and was in a daze.

What you want has been achieved, but in addition to being relieved, there is no other feeling in your heart. You can't be numb anymore.

At the same time.

Pei Yihuan stood on the balcony with a wine glass in his right hand and his left hand in his trouser pocket, looking up at the dark night sky.

There was nothing above the night. It was dark, as if it was very high and far away, and it seemed that in a place where you could touch it with your hand, a bone piercing cold wind blew through, and the blowing curtains "clattered".

The bony and slender fingers, the wine of the same color as blood, the transparent goblet, and the man's deep and dark eyes fell straight on the urn in front of him, which seemed a little strange and lonely.

After a long time, he put down his glass and picked up a cigarette.

The white smoke rose like life under the cold wind, circle by circle, until it disappeared, and only the faint smell of tobacco floated in the air.

His eyes still fell deeply on the urn, and the smoke at his fingertips was still burning. He didn't smoke again until the bright and dark fire was about to burn to his fingers. Pei Yihuan flicked gently, a red arc crossed, and the cigarette end fell to the ground.

The next morning.

Don't get up early. More accurately, you haven't slept all night.

The weather in winter is overcast. Dark clouds are spread on the sky layer by layer. The snow on the ground has not melted, and it creaks when stepping on it.

Unknowingly, she came to the place where the snowball fight yesterday. The ground was still in a mess, with their footprints everywhere.

One or two steps forward, Mo Wan stared in surprise. The snowman kicked down by Pei Yifeng yesterday squatted there safely, and there was a scarf around his neck.

She walked over stunned, stroked the snowman slowly, and then looked at the fir tree. Yesterday's scene emerged, her eyes flickered, but her heart was sour and painful.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came. Mo Wan turned in surprise and saw Pei Yijing in casual clothes running here not far away.

They were already facing each other. Naturally, they had to say hello. A brilliant smile rose on her cheek and shook her hands: "Hi, photographer Pei. You got up so early."

"I'm running in the morning." Pei Yijing looked at her faintly: "how did you get up so early."

"I'll relax..." Mo hahaha smiled. "Don't you have to run in the morning? Please."