MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance-Chapter 10

chapter Ten:

"It's just one point," Yan Qingchi looked at him, saying seriously, "Since you decide to get married, then many things before marriage should come to an end. I'm good, you are good, no matter who you like before marriage, I ’ve been entangled with anyone. Now that I ’m married, then these must be turned over. The two of us get married. The relationship is not only between the two of us, but also Jiang and Yan, as well as chess and chess. So in general, no matter what I do n’t bother to divorce you, nor do I divorce you. However, “Yan Qingchi solemnly said,“ If you like someone or get involved with someone else in your marriage, I do n’t care about this person, it ’s you before marriage Just know, or after marriage, I will never stay in the same room with you again. At that time, I hope we can divorce peacefully. "

"Why don't you worry that you are in love with others or that the old feelings are rekindled?" Jiang Moyan asked rhetorically.

When Yan Qingchi heard that the old situation was revived, he knew that Jiang Mozhen had indeed investigated himself, and also knew the past between the original owner and Li Xinran. He thought about it and asked, "Do you think you are good enough?"

"Of course." Jiang Mo whispered.

"That's not it." Yan Qingchi leaned on the back of the chair, Yun Qing said lightly: "Since you are good enough, I face you all day, why would I still like others?"

Jiang Mozhi was stunned by his counter-inquiry, this sentence ... why it seems like he was stabbing him ...

Yan Qingchi patted him on the shoulder. "Don't think about so many things. When it's time to like it, it's useless to say so much now. If you shouldn't like it, you can say these words for nothing. Or remember. Let me tell you, the past is over, do n’t look back and do n’t be sorry for the other party, even if it ’s to give chess and chess a normal growth environment, even if you and I do n’t have love, we must create a peaceful Cozy look, understand? "

Jiang Moji reached out and took his hand down. "Rest assured, chess is my son, and I am more fond of him than you."

"That's the best." Yan Qingchi talked and didn't stay any longer, said goodbye to him, got out of the car, and walked to his neighborhood.

Jiang Moyan watched him step by step towards the car far away from him, and frowned silently. The back view of Yan Qingchi is not only good-looking, but also indifferent and chic. He looked at it quietly, not remembering what he had just said, it was difficult for him to see such Yan Qingchi and himself from the data. The combination of the stupid and Yan Qingchi, he was a little confused, what kind of character is this person in the end? Is he really marrying himself just for those five million?

He thought of the sentence from Yan Qingchi just now: Why do I like others when I face you all day. Suddenly Jiang Mozhi was agitated. Should he not, does he like himself?

It was just that the thought had not time to germinate, so he was pressed back into the soil. For him, it doesn't matter if Yan Qingchi likes it or not, then, since he doesn't like Yan Qingchi, there is no need to speculate on the feelings of others.

He calmed down his mind and turned the car back when Yan Qingchi walked into the neighborhood. He didn't need, and didn't want to worry about here in Yanqing Lake, but just lived together, taking what he needed, not so much pursuit.

Soon, Yan Qingchi received the certificate with Jiang Moyu on a sunny day. The marriage certificate was very red, and it was no different from the marriage certificate he saw before crossing. He looked at the marriage certificate in his hand and sighed long.

Jiang Moyan looked at him, "Why, regret it?"

"That's not true, just to say that my short and happy single life ended like this. Haven't you heard that marriage is the grave of love, we ..."

"There is no love between us," Jiang Moxie interrupted, reminding him.

"That would be even more terrible," Yan Qingchi looked at him. "Ordinary marriage is also a cemetery, and we, a barren grave, can't see the end!"

Jiang Moyan: ...

"Do you want to have a drink with me and lament the single happiness away from us?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

The two of them have been together for some time now. Compared to the moment they met, they have become so familiar that Jiang Mozhi has faded the gentle appearance and exposed the inner part of his beautiful skin which is not very beautiful.

Sure enough, after listening to his invitation, Jiang Mozhi "hehe", "No time."

Yan Qingchi felt that he was nostalgic for the Jiang Mo who had just met him. Anyway, he would still pretend to be gentle, like now, he has no fear of exposing his indifferent qualities.

He pretended to be shocked, and looked at the people in the driver ’s seat in an incredible way. "Today is the day we receive the certificate. You and I have no time? What I said before will fulfill my husband's responsibility and will try my best to satisfy him. What about my request? ”Yan Qingchi shook his head and said with emotion:“ Sure enough, men who look good will lie. ”

Jiang Mo stared at him coldly. "When you say this, you can look in the mirror first to see your face."

"I'm different," Yan Qingchi calmly said, "I never lie to you, you see, I said I promised to marry you, and it's over." He raised the marriage certificate in his own hand.

Jiang Mozhang was helpless, "Where to go?"

"You have to go out and ask me where I'm going? Of course, they sent me home."

Jiang Mo glanced at him and drove to the house.

When he got to the community, Yan Qingchi unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, and saw Jiang Moyu also unfastened his seat belt. "Why, do you have something left at home?"

"Yeah, the wine is at home."

Yan Qingchi nodded, but suddenly reflected over, wait, is he ... promised to accompany himself to drink?

He turned around and tentatively asked, "Are you still the same?"

"what?"

"Oh!" Yan Qingchi pointed to himself.

Jiang Moxie was amused by him, didn't speak, and made no comment.

Yan Qingchi knew that he had guessed right, got out of the car, closed the door, and gave him a good-looking smile. "If I take it back, I think you are still good. Like me, my appearance is directly proportional to my character."

Jiang Mo closed the door and looked at him. "No, you and I are different," he pointed his fingers at Yan Qingchi, and then pointed to himself, "two passers-by, understand?"

"Yes." Yan Qingchi responded perfunctoryly.

He felt that Jiang Moyan seemed to be more reasonable than he thought, and the dead duck was harder.

"Next time you can teach chess and draw ducks."

"What did you say?" Jiang Moyan asked him.

"Speaking of chess drawing lessons, why, would you like to come together?"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly and fully expressed his dissatisfaction with his own eyes.

Yan Qingchi thought he was a bit funny, and bumped his arm. "Are you really not coming? One-on-two lessons, free private tuition, tutoring sessions, will not be able to continue the class."

Jiang Mo paused.

"Why don't you go?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

"I'm afraid that the taste of alcohol is too great, which will affect Teacher Yan's class. Teacher Yan should still be drunk by himself."

"Don't," Yan Qingchi went to pull him. "What's the point of being drunk by one person, I like to pair beautiful women with drunk people."

Jiang Mo sneered.

"Rest assured, Teacher Yan is not in class today," Yan Qingchi assured him, "you have to believe me."

Jiang Moyun looked silently and walked forward silently. Yan Qingchi quickly followed and entered the elevator with him.