Paranoia: Mystic Chief Domineering Love

Chapter 617 The Happy Ending 05
"How about we make a deal."

"Deal?" He Qiuwan hesitated, her hands gripping the small bag even tighter, she couldn't tell what kind of revenge the person opposite was trying to do to them, the old lady Fu was already half-dead from anger, Fu Junlei was now all fighting spirit The cripple locked himself in the room every day. She couldn't figure out what else Qiao Mochen wanted to do. He had already swallowed up the entire Fu family's little money, so what on earth did he want to do to them!

He Qiuwan actually felt a little regretful at this moment. She never thought that Qiao Mochen's methods would be so cruel that he would not leave any room for his opponent. Even if the Fu family lost the controlling stake in the Fu family, the remaining property would not be used up even if it lasted two lifetimes. And as long as the people of the Fu family cheer up, it is not impossible to make a comeback.

But Qiao Mochen didn't give them such an opportunity. She didn't understand their business affairs, but with Fu Yiyuan's face changing day by day, she could see how difficult things were.

"Look at this." Qiao Mochen put down the teacup in his hand, picked up a paper bag on the table and handed it to her.

He Qiuwan took the things Qiao Mochen took in a daze, and glanced at him while unpacking the things. She opened the things in the paper bag and looked, her face suddenly changed.

"This, this is..."

"Half a month later is Yiyi and I's wedding, you are her mother, I hope you can come to bless her."

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The legendary and mysterious business emperor in the hearts of celebrities from all walks of life has once again created a miracle. It seems that as long as he makes a move, there is nothing that cannot be done. No one dares to question his ability, but no one expected his comeback. Fu Junlei, a rising star, was so attacked that he was powerless to fight back. Fu has become a word of the past, and everyone seems to have a tacit understanding that they no longer mention this name.

Today, every family was invited to participate in this century wedding. All the people present were shocked by the luxurious arrangement. Qiao Mochen's behavior has always been low-key. This is the first time he made such a high-profile extravagant appearance. The engagement banquet, the people who have been there are only a few people in power who don't often show up.

The whole venue is imitating the classical European style of the palace. The red carpet is spread all the way to the hall. From the outside to the inside, there are purple autumn bellflowers in full bloom. Many people can't recognize the name of the flower because it is too unattractive. Eye-catching, they are fresh and elegant when stacked together, but they are not as gorgeous and eye-catching as roses.

"The people who organize the wedding are really strange. The weddings of other people's homes are either roses or lilies. What do they use? Just now, when I looked from a distance, I thought it was a baby's breath, but when I looked closely, it was not."

"Yeah, the scene is so luxurious and dreamy, only champagne roses can match it."

"This is Bellflower." A short girl squeezed into a group of daughters. Seeing the expressions on which they didn't know, she said proudly, "Purple Bellflower, you don't even know about it."

"What is bellflower." They also have many suitors, and they have never received a bouquet called bellflower.

The girl clasped her hands together, as if looking forward to it, she couldn't stop her envy when she spoke, "Although the purple platycodon is very inconspicuous, it is beautiful and unique, and the flower language is even more unique."

"Does it look good, I don't think so."

"Flower language, what kind of flower language." Of course, among those who disdain, there are also those who are curious.

"You guys are really superficial." The girl curled her lips. These big sisters only love roses. She really likes purple platycodon, and she is even more infatuated with it because of its flower language. "I think this groom must love him very much." Brides, purple bellflowers represent eternal love."

"There is no love that is eternal." Someone laughed contemptuously, but she didn't believe it.

Hearing their gossip, some insiders also came over to chat, "You really don't believe me, I heard from my dad that Qiao Mochen is a man who treats his wife like his life. They seem to have known each other for many years since they were young."

"is it?"

"Actually, Qiao Mochen is really mysterious enough. Didn't everyone say that he died four years ago? Why did he disappear and then suddenly appear for four years?"

……

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In the lounge, the stylist was dressing up the bride. Tang Tang took the lead in changing the bridesmaid dress, sitting beside her happily chatting with Fang Yi, the door was knocked twice, Anya walked over and opened the door, and saw The person standing outside the door hesitated for a while.

"Who is it?" Tang Tang turned his head and asked curiously.

Anya said, "Young Madam's mother."

He Qiuwan was wearing an exquisite cheongsam, a white waistcoat, and a string of shiny white pearl necklaces around her neck. The pearls were all the same size, and they looked extraordinary at first glance. Her willow-leaf eyebrows and facial features She was born petite, and she was already in her forties, but the years seemed to have taken great care of her, and there were not many traces on her face.

"Can I go in?" He Qiuwan spoke in a very soft voice, and she had already shown weakness to the Qiao family in terms of attitude.

"An Ya." Fang Yi was startled when he heard the movement outside the door, and then asked the makeup artist to stop and get up first.

Seeing her like this, Anya also knew that the young lady wanted to see He Qiuwan, so she didn't bother to stop her.

He Qiuwan came in and took a look at Fang Yi, with a smile on her face, and she took her hand gently, "One by one, today is so beautiful."

"Mom, thank you for coming to my wedding." There was resentment in her heart, but she still had expectations for her deep in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have obeyed her again and again, except for Qiao Mochen. It was something she would trade her life for and she didn't want to give up.

"How can I, a mother, not come when you get married." He Qiuwan sighed lightly, and then looked at Fang Yi seriously, "Yiyi, it was all my mother's mistakes before, I hope you can forgive me."

"mom."

"I shouldn't help Jun Lei in a daze, without considering your wishes at all."

"It's all over."

"Yiyi, good boy, you must be happy." He Qiuwan hugged Fang Yi lightly, with an infinitely gentle smile on her face. At this moment, she sincerely hoped that Fang Yi's life would be smooth sailing in the future, and that she would never get up again. What's wrong, as a mother, she owes her too much.

"Yes, Mom, I will be happy."

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The melodious and melodious piano music played, and two little flower girls walked in front of the bride and groom, spreading out the petals in the basket. The people on both sides stared at them in amazement, and sighed softly in their hearts. They really are a pair of people with incomparable looks. The match fit, the people present were confused by this beautiful picture, it really felt like falling into a dream, because everything was so beautiful that it was so dreamy and unreal.

Qiao Mochen lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his bride with a smile. No matter how indifferent and self-reliant he was usually, the happiness at this moment seemed to fill his heart with a sense of satisfaction, and the smile couldn't stop showing up frequently.

　The ending is the worst to write, I really want to die.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)