Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Song Hanqing had an idea in his mind, and immediately got up and left.

A group of executives were left behind to meet each other face to face.

Hua Mo went shopping with Mrs. Wen Qiang for a day, and it was already late when they returned.

But Song Hanqing hadn't come back yet.

She was a little disappointed.

Luo Xiang saw her loss, smacked her lips and said, "Mum, do you miss Daddy?"

Hua Mo pouted, "Where did I miss him?"

Luo Xiang blinked, "You miss him in your heart."

Hua Mo shook his head, feeling a little helpless towards Luo Xiang, "You! Hurry up and go back to your room to sleep! You are going to school soon, and you are so happy."

When it came to going to school, Luo Xiang immediately turned down, "It's really troublesome! Children have so many troubles."

Hua Mo smiled, "Then you want to become an adult?"

Luo Xiang immediately shook his head, "My lord has more troubles, not only thinking about love or not, but also thinking about how to organize the wedding."

"I'm going back to my room first! Think about it for yourself, what about the wedding! Brother Song Heng, let's go."

"En." Song Heng replied, and the two left hand in hand.

Hua Mo stood where he was, looked at their backs, and shook his head helplessly.

The relationship between Luo Xiang and Song Heng is getting closer now.

Hua Mo exhaled, looked at the door, and saw that Song Hanqing was still not coming back, so he picked up his phone and sent Song Hanqing a message.

Hua Mo: "Are you still busy?"

After sending the message, Song Hanqing didn't reply to her for a long time.

Hua Mo lowered his eyes, suppressed the disappointment in his eyes, and had no choice but to go back to the room.

She has been reading in the room, waiting for Song Hanqing by the way.

However, after eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Hanqing still didn't come back.

Hua Mo couldn't bear it any longer, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Twelve midnight.

Song Hanqing returned to the bedroom.

There was an orange desk lamp in the bedroom, and the faint light reflected on Hua Mo's peaceful face, making her very beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy descending from the earth.

Song Hanqing stood at the door, his throat moved, afraid of waking her up, so he walked over lightly.

Who knows, it still woke up Hua Mo.

Hua Mo opened his eyes, saw Song Hanqing came back in a half-dream, and said to him in a daze, "Han Qing, are you back?"

Her voice was a little nasal, and Song Hanqing's heart ached when he heard it. He gently stroked Hua Mo's small face, and said in a low voice, "If I come back late next time, you don't have to wait for me."

Hua Mo hummed lightly.

Song Hanqing took off his underwear, lay down next to Hua Mo, and embraced her in his arms.

Hua Mo snuggled into Song Hanqing's arms, blinked his eyelashes, and soon fell asleep again.

several days in a row.

Song Hanqing always leaves early and returns late.

Hua Mo faintly felt that something was wrong, so he asked Tang Shuang, Tang Shuang naturally didn't know about Song Hanqing, and Fu Congwen and Song Hanqing only got close because of their partnership, so naturally they didn't know what Song Hanqing was doing.

Hua Mo didn't give up, and asked Jiang Ji, Tang Wu, and Shen Zhuo again, but everyone agreed that they didn't know what Song Hanqing was doing.

In fact.

Song Hanqing didn't tell anyone if it was true, and he secretly planned the wedding by himself.

It wasn't until the day of the wedding that everyone was invited to attend that they knew that Song Hanqing and Hua Mo were going to hold a wedding.

Hua Mo was still dazed when he was brought backstage.

What Song Hanqing planned was a simple and warm Chinese wedding.

Because there was no time to rebuild the scene, it happened that Song Hanqing invested in a Chinese-style courtyard before, and used the courtyard directly as the venue.

The entire venue was decorated with antique flavors. During the wedding, everyone needed to wear ancient costumes. Many pure gold decorations were made on the wedding site, which was beautiful.

Among them, the most gorgeous one is Hua Mo's wedding dress. I heard that it is an antique bought directly by Song Hanqing, and its value is immeasurable.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, Hua Mo felt that everything was like a dream.

Song Hanqing invited a top domestic makeup artist to do her makeup, and it took three hours just to do the makeup and put her hair in a bun.

When Hua Mo came out from the backstage wearing a phoenix coronet, everyone at the scene held their breath.

It is so beautiful, like an ancient princess.

It was the first time for Hua Mo to wear an ancient dress, and it was still a wedding dress, so she was a little uncomfortable. Under the leadership of Su He, she walked slowly towards Song Hanqing who was also wearing an ancient wedding dress.

Step by step, Hua Mo walked carefully, but his heart was very excited.

She never expected that Song Hanqing would be so concerned about their wedding.

The steps of a Chinese-style wedding are very cumbersome, Hua Mo followed the host step by step, holding the round fan, feeling apprehensive.

It has been more than an hour since I reached the last step.

It wasn't until Song Hanqing came to hold her hand that she gradually came to her senses, looked up at him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big event as a wedding? What if What am I not prepared to do?"

"Song Hanqing, you're too mean! So you've been hiding it all this time, and that's what you're doing!"

Song Hanqing raised his lips and smiled slightly, "I told you in advance, there will be no surprises."

"Do you like this wedding?"

Hua Mo's face is painted with Chinese makeup. She has a very classical temperament, and with this makeup, she seems to have stepped out of an ancient painting.

Hua Mo pursed his lips, "I like it, I like it very much."

"Thank you, Song Hanqing, thank you for giving me such a thoughtful wedding."

Song Hanqing's voice was hoarse, "I like it too."

"Momo, we will never be separated again, okay?"

Hua Mo nodded.

In the next second, Song Hanqing pushed aside her round fan and kissed her.

on site.

There was loud applause.

Especially Jiang Ji, who was as excited as if he was getting married.

"I'll go! Song Hanqing, you don't talk about martial arts!"

Tang Wu turned his eyes and glanced at Jiang Ji, wanting to laugh.

Jiang Ji's appearance is feminine, and if you look carefully, he has a mixed blood taste, which is not suitable for ancient costumes, but he has a dream of a nobleman, and he chooses a prince's attire, and the clothes are very loose, which looks a bit nondescript.

Jiang Ji caught a glimpse of the smile hanging from the corner of Tang Wu's mouth, and frowned suddenly, "Are you laughing at me?"

Tang Wu shook his head, "I haven't."

Jiang Ji glanced at Tang Wu.

Tang Wu is quite suitable for ancient costumes. She looks like an ancient person. Now she is wearing a blue ancient costume, which looks very much like the gentle and lovely Miss Jiao.

"Laugh if you want, don't hold back, I am happy today, and I don't care about you."

Tang Wu shook his head and said nothing.

Jiang Ji is actually quite simple, with no heart.

Probably because he lived a good life since he was a child, he was not short of money and love, and he was a medical genius. He was praised by everyone since he was a child, and his life was quite smooth.

Of course, the only thing that went wrong in his life was probably marrying Tang Wu