The spring breeze is not as long as your love

Not long after Zhan Yexia left, Zhan Yehan sent someone to pick up Su Mowan.

In the end, she failed to find Gu Yanyan, but was taken back to Zhan Yehan's temporary villa.

Su Mowan had no choice but to call Gu Yanyan and Bai Yurou to inform them that she was getting married again.

Both of them were stunned, and hurried to the villa where Su Mowan was.

Both Zhan Yehan and Zhan Yexia went to pick up the plane, and Su Mowan was the only one in the villa except for the servants and bodyguards.

When Gu Yanyan saw Su Mowan, he hugged her tightly excitedly.

"You can figure it out, but it scared me to death, woo woo..."

Su Mowan also hugged Gu Yanyan tightly, and said in a low voice, "Yanyan, I need your help!"

Gu Yanyan paused, then continued to cry as if nothing had happened, telling her how worried she was about Su Mowan.

Su Mowan buried his head in her hair and whispered something in her ear.

Then, she let go of Gu Yanyan and talked about letting them be her bridesmaids.

When Gu Yanyan heard that Su Mowan was going to marry the heir of the world's pharmaceutical giant Ogilvy Group, his jaw almost fell to the ground in shock:

"It turned out to be him, damn it! Do you know how to lower your head? Why does the diamond king want to marry you back home?"

Bai Yurou disagreed, and frowned and said, "I still think Mo Sanshou is better. Mo's new energy and intelligent operation are now the world's number one. If it weren't for the sudden accident of the Mo family, the market value of the Mo family would be among the top ten in the world." Sooner or later, it will be a few streets away from Ogilvy."

When Mo Chenxiao was mentioned, Su Mowan's eyes darkened.

Bai Yurou knew that he had touched her heart, and quickly comforted her: "Wan Wan, don't worry, San Shao is so powerful, he will definitely be fine."

Su Mowan nodded, but the sadness in his eyes did not dissipate.

The three chatted until Zhan Yehan came back soon, and then reluctantly left.

At night, Su Mowan locked himself in the bedroom, unwilling to see Zhan Yehan.

Zhan Yehan didn't force her to do anything, but just told the servant to bring her food in time.

The next day, Su Mowan still did not leave the bedroom door.

And she hadn't eaten for three consecutive meals. If this continues, let alone holding a wedding, I'm afraid she will be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Zhan Ye stood at the door of Su Mowan's room with a cold and sullen face: "Open the door."

There was no movement in the room.

Zhan Yehan's handsome face became even colder, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

"Don't challenge my patience, I'll count to three, one, two, three..."

As soon as the "three" syllable was pronounced, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Su Mowan rubbed his eyes sleepily and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Yehan was slightly taken aback, seeing her messy hair, silly and cute appearance, a hanging heart finally fell to the ground, at this moment he realized how much he was worried about her comfort just now.

Worried that she would use self-harm or even suicide against him.

Zhan Yehan's eyes flickered slightly, but his sword eyebrows were still slightly frowned.

"Why don't you open the door?" His voice was as cold as the chill emanating from the Wannian Glacier.

"I'm sleeping," Su Mowan said as a matter of course, "The iron beds in the detention center are not comfortable at all. Many people sleep in a dormitory, and they can't sleep well at all. I haven't slept much for several days. It's hard to make up for it." Catch up on sleep."

She's just telling the truth.

These words made Zhan Yehan's heart tighten, and his eyes darkened a bit.

"Can I sleep well when I'm hungry? I'll sleep after eating." He said blankly.

The servant next to him was so startled that his eyeballs almost fell out.

When did their murderous young master ever have such a good temper?

Su Mowan thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Meals are lovingly prepared in the kitchen.

Su Mowan hadn't eaten all day, and he was extremely hungry, so he devoured it without any image.

Zhan Yehan sat gracefully across the dining table, quietly watching her eat.

When Su Mowan looked up, seeing the man opposite, his throat choked up, and tears almost fell out.

Mo Chenxiao used to sit like this and watch her eat.

He always has a faint smile, his eyes are full of doting, he seems to be strict and cold to her, but he always meets all her requirements and silently pays for her.

Now, although it is the same face, it feels completely strange.

Mo Chenxiao would never threaten her with the person she cared about the most, but Zhan Yehan would.

Su Mowan knew that she didn't have that much charm to make a cruel man put down his butcher knife.

Thinking of the situation in the previous life when Zhan Yehan grabbed her hair and knocked it on the coffee table, she still felt a severe pain in her forehead.

"Mr. Zhan, when we get married, will your adoptive parents come too?"

Su Mowan asked cautiously.

"Wouldn't it be your adoptive parents who picked you up yesterday?"

Zhan Yehan only raised his eyebrows, not intending to answer.

Su Mowan continued to persevere in asking: "You have such a big family, marrying a second-married woman who is also a ball-carrying second-married woman, isn't it good? Do you want to think about it again?"

Zhan Yehan was laughed angrily by her: "You do have self-knowledge."

Su Mowan: "..."

But in an instant, Zhan Yehan's face darkened again: "You'd better follow the plan, otherwise the child in your belly will be the price of failure!"

"What?" Su Mowan looked at him in astonishment, "What did you do to me?"

Zhan Yehan got up, and said coldly: "It's nothing, I just added something to your meal, and the medicinal effect will take effect after 48 hours, so, be obedient, do you understand?"

After speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

Su Mowan was so angry that he yelled at his back: "Zhan Yehan, you are despicable, shameless, bastard!"

……

On the day of the wedding, the auditorium of the Century Hotel was decorated romantically and luxuriously, and there were many guests.

This mysterious and grand wedding has attracted the attention of countless people.

The major media rushed to report.

The wedding march sounded, and Su Mowan, wearing a white wedding dress, slowly walked towards Zhan Yehan, who was wearing a silver mask and wearing a neat suit, on the stage.

The moment they saw the bride, the venue was shocked.

"Oh my god, the bride is Su Mowan? Isn't she the third young lady of the Mo family?"

"Rely, see you soon! The moment my husband was arrested, my wife couldn't wait to remarry!"

"Shattering the three views, I don't understand the world of the rich!"

Zhan Yehan ignored the discussions off the stage and stared deeply at Su Mowan.

The two stood still in front of the priest.

The priest said: "Mr. Zhan Yehan, are you willing to marry Ms. Su Mowan as a wife, regardless of poverty or wealth, regardless of illness or health, take care of her for the rest of your life, love her, and never leave her? Are you willing?"

Zhan Yehan said without hesitation: "I am willing."

The priest looked at Su Mowan again: "Miss Su Mowan, are you willing to marry Mr. Zhan Yehan and become your husband, regardless of poverty or wealth, disease or health, love and respect him for the rest of your life, never leave him, Do you want to?"

Su Mowan pursed her lips tightly.

She didn't answer immediately, but slowly looked towards the guest seats.

On the seat of relatives and friends, she saw her grandfather surrounded by bodyguards.

Grandpa looked anxious and wanted to stand up to stop him, but he was restrained by the bodyguards and couldn't move.

Su Mowan knew that grandpa could be safe only if he was obedient and obedient.

She looked at the VIP seat again, and unexpectedly found Mrs. Xiao sitting in the seat.

Sitting next to Mrs. Xiao was a girl who was about the same age as Su Mowan.

The girl leaned close to Mrs. Xiao's ear and whispered, "Grandma, do you think Miss Su and my mother looked alike when they were young?"

In other words, Su Mowan looks a lot like the Xiao family's daughter.

Mrs. Xiao stared at Su Mowan for a moment, like, why doesn't it look like it, it looks so much like it!

Maybe a paternity test really needs to be done, just after the wedding!

Seeing that Su Mowan didn't answer, the priest asked again.

Zhan Yehan narrowed his eyes, threatening.

Su Mowan bit her lips tightly, paused for a few seconds, and then said dumbly: "I..."

"I disagree!"

Bang!

The door of the auditorium was kicked open.

Mo Chenxiao stood tall and straight at the gate, the light shone from above his head, forming a faint halo around him, like a god descending from the sky...