The daughter-in-law of a rich and warm marriage is poisonous

No one can persuade you about emotional matters.

After that night, Ricardo disappeared. Mrs. Grosso said that he traveled to France and went straight back to Spain when he had enough fun.

This erratic whereabouts is no one else, and what is rare is that Mrs. Grosso seems to have become accustomed to it.

Most families in Western countries are like this, children live their own lives when they grow up, and do not live with their parents.

Each has its own life, and neither will interfere with each other's life plans, nor will they have any rigid requirements for their children.

If this is in China, they have entered their forties and are still single, have neither a partner nor a child, so why not make a mother jump with anger?

Mrs. Grosso didn't care, she was used to being alone anyway.

Feng Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief without having to face Ricardo.

Although the two of them didn't say anything bad, even if they couldn't be lovers, they were still friends anyway, but she was thin-skinned, and after something like that happened, she always felt that she couldn't save face and talk to others.

Yan Mo didn't mention Ricardo at all, as if nothing happened that day.

Still leading Feng Qianqian to play around, the two also went to the Cinque Terre and Tuscany, taking a lot of beautiful photos.

Accompanied by someone, and amazed by the scenery along the way, Feng Qianqian's little crush wound was quickly healed.

When she returned to China, she had returned to her previous image of a smiling, energetic and beautiful girl.

"Momo, after I leave, you will be left alone..." At the airport, Feng Qianqian's eyes turned red.

This sad look made Yan Mo dumbfounded: "Miss, it seems that I am the one who was abandoned? Why are you crying!"

Hearing what she said, Feng Qianqian was even more sad, holding Yan Mo and refused to let go.

Yan Mo had nothing to do with her, so she could only pat her on the back to comfort her: "Okay, okay, it's no big deal for me to be alone. You also know how busy I am. I have to go to language classes, learn to swim, and go to school. Rock climbing, my daily schedule is full. Don't worry, I'm not that fragile, I won't hide and cry alone, you go back and help Tiantian take care of the clubhouse. Is there any high-quality handsome guy here who will be the first It’s time to send the information to you.”

During the video chat with Yao Sitian two days ago, Yan Mo had a whim.

Anyway, she didn't return to China so soon, and she also met many friends in Italy, including many good single young people.

Of course, non-marriage advocates like Ricardo are fine. The clientele they need are those who are interested in Chinese women and don’t mind cross-border marriages.

Such foreign members don't care about the quantity, only the quality.

In the attitude of being responsible to her compatriots, Yan Mo will spend some time doing some background checks on the target members.

To avoid encountering bastards who cheated on marriage, money and sex, wouldn't that be cheating on your compatriots?

Yao Sitian also immediately agreed to this proposal. Times are different now, and more and more people accept cross-border marriages.

Since there is a market demand, and Yan Mo is a talented little partner, do you still worry about not having members?

So in the next few days, the few of them will be busy.

Even Feng Qianqian, who was positioned as a vase and dedicated to promoting the image of the club, reluctantly returned to China under Yao Sitian's repeated urging and four invitations.

The announcement to board the plane sounded on the radio, and Feng Qianqian held Yan Mo's hand and asked with red eyes.

"Momo, when will you go back? We will miss you very much."

A complex look flashed in Yan Mo's eyes: "Don't worry, I have something to do here. I'll go back when I'm done. Be good! Remember to report to me when the plane lands."

Yan Mo could breathe a sigh of relief after sending away Feng Qianqian, a clingy jerk.

These days, she has been worried, because she is afraid that Feng Qianqian will still think about Ricardo, and she will feel sad from thinking about it.

But the beautiful scenery and food in Italy seem to be working, and it has already made the silly girl forget about a relationship that ended before it had time to start.

In fact, in Feng Qianqian's situation, it's better to go back and find a Chinese in a serious way.

Otherwise, how could her parents be willing to marry their only daughter to Chongyang?

Even if the family is not short of money, the transportation is very convenient now, but visas are required for flying back and forth, so it is difficult to meet in person.

Putting away her messy thoughts, Yan Mo drove to the city.

When persuading others, she is quite rational and sober, but she can't pass the test in her own heart.

Ugh!
For the next year or so, Yan Mo lived a comfortable life.

After taking language classes for a period of time, she found a job near her home, working in a flower shop.

I usually play with flowers and plants, change the water for the flowers, and trim the branches and leaves. When guests come, I will introduce the flower language represented by various flowers, and then help the guests to pack them.

Simple, yet enjoyable work.

It is also a good thing to be able to convey beauty and good mood to others, not to mention that Yan Mo herself likes flowers very much.

During this period, she also kept in touch with China, and called home the next day.

He chatted with Yao Sitian and Feng Qianqian in his small group every day, and even Si Zheng, Zheng Skykai and Liu Xiangyu also interacted with Yan Mo in the circle of friends.

Only that one person has been missing.

The two of them are like two intersecting straight lines. After a brief intersection, they parted ways and went further and further apart.

Although it's been so long, Yan Mo's heart still feels aching whenever she thinks of Mu Xiao.

After all, he was still the hurdle in her heart.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Lunar New Year again. During the Spring Festival last year, Yan Mo had just arrived in Rome, and she didn't want to go back and forth, so she didn't come back for the New Year.

But this year, Father Yan said something, and if he doesn't come back, he will go to Italy to arrest people himself.

Yan Mo had nothing to do, her father was older than anyone else, and it had been more than a year since she left, so it was time to go back and have a look.

When packing the luggage, Yan Mo was tangled again, everything was packed, but she didn't know whether she should take it all away.

The air ticket has already been booked, and when I return to city B on the 28th of the year, I still have time to accompany my father to buy new year's goods and feel the taste of the new year.

But as Yao Sitian asked, do you plan to go back to Italy again?

Frankly speaking, Yan Mo didn't think about it herself.

In comparison, foreign countries are quite fresh and good, but no matter how good they are, they are not my home.

How nice it is to be in City B. If you want to eat hot pot at night, you can definitely find it when you drive out.

After all, she doesn't have a Western stomach. No matter how accustomed she is, it's not as good as eating Chinese food for more than 20 years. That's true love.

Yan Mo returned home with two suitcases in such an anxious and tangled manner, and left some things at Mrs. Grosso's house.

Let's go back first!

If she still can't stand on that piece of land calmly, then she should choose to escape again.

If you can drop everything and start a new life, please ask Mrs. Grosso to send the things.

During the more than ten hours on the plane, Yan Mo didn't feel sleepy, maybe it's because of the closeness to the hometown!

At the same time, on the top floor of Hanyang Group, there was a person standing silently in front of the French windows, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside in a daze.

She came back today, Mu Xiao knew.

His heart beat wildly at the thought of them being in the same city again.

As long as he wants, he can see her anytime, and he no longer needs to look at her photos and videos every day to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

But Mu Xiao didn't dare to see Yan Mo either.

He could bring Xie Xiao into the public eye and make Xie Xiao the target of those two groups of people, but he didn't dare to take Yan Mo's risk.

Maybe during Yan Mo's return to China, it's better for them to keep their distance temporarily.

Mu Xiao couldn't bear to ask him to hide Yan Mo like before, and the two had a secret relationship like an affair.

His woman is not shady, how could he be willing to let her hide and let her be talked about?

Mu Xiao specially asked Zhuang Jinglan to modify the itinerary today. He flew to Vancouver on New Year's Eve to negotiate a not-so-important project in person.

The big boss's obvious overkill made Zhuang Tezhu a little confused.

After obeying the order, Zhuang Jinglan still mentioned something to Si Zheng, but Si Zheng remained silent.

He thought that after Yan Mo came back, the two of them would settle down, but now it seems that it is difficult.

During this year, Si Zheng and Yao Sitian have been there to contribute to the flames, disclosing news about Mu Xiao and Yan Mo to each other every now and then.

But even though the onlookers jumped up and down anxiously, the two parties were extremely calm!

If he hadn't seen their thoughts clearly, Si Zheng would really have doubted whether the two really broke up just like that.

As soon as Yan Mo returned to City B, Mu Xiao was about to go on a business trip so far away.

It's Chinese New Year, what kind of trouble is this going to do? ?
Si Zheng scratched his head and sent another message to Yao Sitian.

"Girl, shouldn't our drama be at its climax? If we don't use some harsh medicine, my godfather won't be able to do it in the next life!"

Yao Sitian quickly replied: "Yes! Be as ruthless as you want, at worst, you will kill someone. Let's see how long he can pretend!"

Kill someone? ?
A few drops of cold sweat slid down Si Zheng's forehead: "What are you doing?? If something happens to Xiao Momo, even if we both die, there won't be a whole body."

"Are you an idiot!? How could I have black hands against my sisters? Of course I used some technical means! Let me tell you, I have planned everything..."

To put it bluntly, Yao Sitian's plan is to use bitter tricks, let Yan Mo pretend to be sick, and then use the routine of Korean dramas to tell Mu Xiao that his woman is terminally ill.

But Yan Mo will definitely not cooperate obediently, she doesn't bother to use this method to get Mu Xiao's attention.

So Yao Sitian planned to get some laxatives or something else to make Yan Mo's face look really pale, so it's easy to make up the rhetoric!

Based on the fact that such a big plan requires someone to cooperate internally and externally, the two sides have to communicate in a timely manner, and Si Zheng was entrusted with an important task.

Accompany Mu Xiao on a business trip.

Young Master Xiao expressed doubts about this: "Why do you insist on following?"

Those sharp eyes seemed to be equipped with radar, which made Si Zheng feel guilty for a while.

However, he is also an old fritter who has been in the mall for many years, so he still has some determination.

Si Zheng didn't change his face and said: "It's nothing, I'm just afraid that your lonely family is too pitiful, so I'll go and accompany you."

On New Year's Eve, the entire land of China is full of festive and happy atmosphere, but there is a private plane taxiing on the runway in City B.

Mu Xiao looked at the night outside the porthole, his face as calm as water.

She must be having a reunion dinner at home now, right?Having been away from home for more than a year, I am afraid that Father Yan would like to cook a table full of delicious dishes for her.

After the plane took off and entered the autopilot state, the flight also stabilized.

Bored, Si Zheng connected to WiFi and started browsing Moments, but at this moment, he received a video from Yao Sitian.

After reading it, he was so scared that he almost threw his phone out.

"What?" Mu Xiao asked lightly.

Si Zheng handed over the phone, Mu Xiao only watched the video for a few seconds, and his expression changed suddenly.

Immediately ordered in a deep voice: "Turn back! Immediately!!"