Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

Half a year later, Lan Qian and Mo Chen held their wedding.

In order to give his beloved girl the best wedding, Mo Chen personally controlled almost every detail. The wedding was grand and luxurious to the extreme, and its grandness shocked everyone.

"Excuse me, Mr. Mo Chen, are you willing to marry Miss Lan Qian as a legal couple? From today on, no matter you are rich or poor, sick or healthy, successful or unsuccessful, you will always love and accompany her, and never leave her for the rest of your life. Are you willing?"

"I am willing."

Mo Chen looked at the girl gently without any hesitation.

"Excuse me, Miss Lan Qian, are you willing to marry Mr. Mo Chen as a legal couple? From today on, no matter you are rich or poor, sick or healthy, successful or unsuccessful, you will always love and accompany him, and never leave him for the rest of your life. Are you willing?"

After the host's voice fell, Lan Qian did not answer immediately.

Her gaze fell on the two people's clasped hands, slowly moved upwards, and finally met the man's eyes.

During this time, Mo Chen's gaze did not move away from her at all, and the dazzling light in his eyes did not diminish, but the hand that was holding the girl tightened slightly.

Lan Qian also held his hand back.

Looking into those affectionate eyes, she spoke softly:

"I am willing."

Thunderous applause broke out as everyone witnessed the couple's vows of love and gave their best wishes to this enviable couple.

"Qianqian, I'm very happy."

Mo Chen's hands were around the girl's slender waist, his deep eyes full of tenderness and affection. He gently pulled her into his arms, and in front of everyone, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Lan Qian closed her eyes slightly and responded to him.

The applause from the audience became even louder.

After the wedding, Lan Qian's life didn't change much from before.

The ending of the original plot of this world has almost completely changed. The Mo Group has not been defeated and is still at the top that cannot be surpassed, while the Lin Group, which was once favored by others, has declined to a bottom-tier enterprise.

As for the heroine who had already gone abroad, she should be living well there.

When I was choosing a dress of a certain brand before, I saw her name on the designer list.

And she and Mo Chen...

"Qianqian,"

The man had changed into home clothes when he returned home. He sat beside her and put his arms around her, holding her in his arms. His slender big hands held her soft little hands in his palms and rubbed them gently.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"I just washed my hands."

Lan Qian said helplessly.

The man seemed to treat her as a fragile porcelain doll and took care of every little thing concerning her.

"Then you have to be careful."

Lan Qian's other hand was also held, and the two slightly cool little hands were wrapped in the palm of his hand. The warm heat continuously came from the palm of the man, and the coolness was slowly dissipated.

She snuggled in his arms, her voice soft:

"I know, you don't have to worry about me all the time."

Comfortable times always make people lazy. Lan Qian leaned in the familiar arms, feeling a little drowsy.

"Qianqian..."

The man seemed to sigh.

"Can we stay together forever...forever and ever, never leaving each other, okay?"

The gentle whispers floated lightly in the quiet air like a soft breeze and dissipated.

The girl in his arms had fallen asleep.

Under the warm yellow light, the peaceful sleeping face is delicate and beautiful.

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Thirty years later.

Mo Chen was suddenly diagnosed with advanced cancer.

The disease came on suddenly, with no previous symptoms. By the time it was discovered, it was already too late.

There is no way.

Soon, Mo Chen's body could no longer hold on.

The dying man lay on a lounge chair in the garden, and by his side was the woman he had loved all his life.

"Qianqian."

He no longer had the strength to hold her.

I could only slowly caress her still beautiful face.

"Who do you love, exactly..."

He fell silent again halfway through his speech.

"what?"

Lan Qian was puzzled.

Mo Chen did not continue speaking. After a while, he spoke:

"nothing."

"In the next life, can we still be together?"

He looked at her with eyes full of affection and reluctance, never moving his eyes away, as if he was waiting for her answer, and also as if he wanted to look at her greedily for a while longer before leaving.

"it is good……"

Lan Qian leaned against him gently.

Spend this last time with him quietly.

"I know you have arranged everything for me, but I want to go with you," she hugged him, her soft voice sounding neither sad nor happy, "I have taken the poison, and we will never be separated."

The man was slightly stunned.

After a while, he smiled with relief.

He raised his hands slowly and laboriously, and held his girl in his arms for the last time.