Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan was pulled into the sports car by Mo Chiwei, and remembered that he had just been educated by a few little girls, but he was standing aside and smiling, so he didn't get angry.

It's too unreasonable. He just apologizes, and he can attract little fans who have never met to train him.

They didn't see him angry, and the image of the noble son in the day was very different.

Mo Chiwei didn't look at him after he got into the car. The back of his head was always facing his little woman, his eyes dim, "fasten your seat belt."

Tang Xinyan pulled on the seat belt dumbly.

Still not looking at him.

Wei Mo Chi pressed his thin lips tightly, and stopped talking, started the engine, and the car sprinted away as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.

Ye Ran, who had been standing in the corner taking pictures with her mobile phone, walked out.

She leaned weakly against the wall and kept flipping through the photos she had just taken.

Some Mo Chiwei kissed Tang Xinyan, some of them hugged Tang Xinyan, some Mo Chi apologized, and some of them looked at each other affectionately.

Didn't Xin Yan say that he would not be tempted by Mo Chi Wei?

Maybe she didn't think it herself, but in these photos, she looked at Mo Chiwei's eyes, and it was not completely unconscious.

Even like those little girls, she couldn't help showing admiration and admiration in her eyes.

Mo Chiwei is handsome, noble, mature, restrained, and possesses all the elements of a successful man. Whenever a woman marries him, he will be attracted by his charm.

After all, Tang Xinyan is nothing but a common man!

But she shouldn't lie to her!

Ye Ran's heart was already flooded with all kinds of negative emotions of jealousy and envy. She hadn't thought about it at all. She and Mo Chiwei had never met, even without Tang Xinyan, she would have difficulty entering his heart.

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The atmosphere in the small sports car is very quiet and condensed.

From time to time, Mo Chiwei glanced at the little woman who had been facing him with the back of his head.

"Very wronged?" he asked in a dumb voice.

Tang Xinyan pursed her mouth, her emotions are not clear, "How dare I, Lord Mo, once you stop on the street, there will be girls who are willing to fight for you in less than two sentences. How attractive are you!"

Her emotions come and go fast, she is not very angry now. In fact, compared with Fu Sichen, Mo Chiwei dared to do daring behaviors, and she was moved that she couldn't tell.

Listening to her weird tone of yin and yang, Mo Chiwei's Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes faintly smiled, weakening the sharp sense of his contour lines, "My husband is too hot, jealous?"

"President Mo, don't be too passionate. Fu Sichen is with my nominal sister. I don't have the energy to be jealous, not to mention that we have not known each other for a few days..."

Tang Xinyan blurted out a sentence. Halfway through speaking, he found that the handsome face of the man was a little gloomy before realizing that he had mentioned Fu Sichen's name.

Although the two of them had made the misunderstanding clear, he did not like her contact with Fu Sichen, and even more did not like hearing the three words Fu Sichen from her mouth.

But she and Fu Sichen's childhood sweethearts were not an overnight relationship, even if there was no love, they still had the tacit understanding and affection that Mo Chiwei could not yearn for.

Just realizing this, he squeezed his hands holding the steering wheel tightly, and an indescribable depression grew in his heart.

Tang Xinyan bit her rosy lips, she looked at the man's angular profile, like a schoolboy who said something wrong, nervously pulling on the seat belt on her chest.

There was silence in the carriage for nearly five minutes before he said in a low voice, "Get the phone."

Tang Xinyan knew how terrible this man was going to start a fire. She hesitated for a moment, took out the phone from her bag and handed it to him, "What do you want my phone for?"