On the day of breaking off the engagement, I got married to my ex-uncle

"This is my good brother, Song Yian." Xu Yuanmo introduced.

Song Yian put his hands in his trouser pockets and winked at Chu Xixi lazily, "Ms. Chu, I have heard of your name for a long time. I heard that your design style is unique. I am looking forward to working with you."

Chu Xixi nodded, maintaining a professional smile, "Thank you, just call me Xixi in private."

However, she was thinking in her heart, will this job open a new chapter in her life? Who could have imagined what kind of waves this cooperation would set off?

Xu Yuanmo glanced at Chu Xixi with a hint of meaning in his eyes, "Okay, Xixi, let's talk about the details of the project first."

Just as they were talking heatedly, Huo Hangfan suddenly appeared at the door of the conference room, with a smile full of deep sarcasm on his face.

"Hey, Chu Xixi, I didn't expect you to hook up with a rich man so soon." His sarcastic tone made the atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly tense.

Chu Xixi turned to face Huo Hangfan with a cold look in her eyes, "Giveaway man, don't think that everyone is as shameless as you."

Huo Hangfan was about to continue mocking him, but was interrupted by Xu Yuanmo coldly, "This is not the place for you to act wild, get out."

Huo Hangfan was so angry that his face turned blue, but under Xu Yuanmo's cold gaze, he had to leave. Chu Xixi watched his back and felt an unprecedented determination in her heart.

This is just the beginning. She knows that although the future is unknown, she will never let anyone deceive or control her life again.

In a corner of the busiest bar in Jincheng, the air was filled with smoke and the lights were psychedelic. Chu Xixi sat at the bar, having already had her third glass of wine, but there was no sign of drunkenness on her face. The deafening music and the noisy voices around her could not cover up the loss and anger in her heart.

"Ha, Xixi, is this what you call taciturn? Why do I feel like you have something particularly to say today?" Qin Shiyu, who was sitting next to her, teased her with a mischievous smile.

Chu Xixi glanced at her, but did not deny it. "Damn it, who said that I have to swallow my anger as a designer?"

"Haha, this is the Chu Xixi I know!" Qin Shiyu patted her shoulder, but while they were talking, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure in the corner. It was Song Yian, Xu Yuanmo's good brother, a bohemian guy.

Song Yian raised his eyebrows in this direction, with a provocative smile on his lips, "Oh, isn't it Designer Chu who just suffered a big loss? Are you running here to drink to drown your sorrows?"

Chu Xixi sneered, walked up to Song Yian, and said in a sarcastic voice, "I'm curious, why don't you go accompany your wretched friend?"

Song Yian shrugged, "Oh, this arrogant girl, you really know a lot. But you should be more open-minded. At least she has the face to hold her head up in this city. What about you?"

He deliberately rubbed his mockery into her wound. Chu Xixi's eyes turned cold and she was about to explode, but at this moment, a low cough came from the other end of the bar.

Everyone looked over and saw Xu Yuanmo standing there quietly, his eyes piercing through the smoke and falling directly on Chu Xixi's face. This look was neither warm nor intimate, but like a cold winter wind, making people shiver.

"Mr. Xu, you are here too?" Song Yian immediately put on a smiling face and greeted him indifferently.

Xu Yuanmo waved to Song Yian imperceptibly, then moved closer to Chu Xixi. His voice was low and magnetic, "I heard that someone didn't have a groom today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xixi's eyes suddenly went dark, her body lost its balance, and she fell on Xu Yuanmo. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just an accident.

Xu Yuanmo immediately reached out to catch her, and their eyes exchanged, the smell of gunpowder in the air became thicker. Chu Xixi had a strong sense of self-esteem, but she couldn't help but mutter in his arms, "What is this, a plan to save the unlucky guy?"

Xu Yuanmo frowned slightly, and his face slowly approached her, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, "Maybe, Miss Chu, but do you think you still need to be saved?"

Before she finished speaking, the anger and unwillingness in Chu Xixi's eyes surged up into her heart. In this hurried atmosphere, she made a decision that no one expected -

Chu Xixi clenched her hands, looking at herself in the mirror. After taking a deep breath, she leaned forward slightly to adjust her wedding dress. The decoration was simple but gorgeous, and her eyes showed delicate confidence.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Qin Shiyu's tone was mixed with worry and expectation, but still retaining his usual playfulness.

Chu Xixi turned around, her face full of fighting spirit, "It's a must. He thinks he can do whatever he wants? Today, I want to let him know that Chu Xixi is not a soft persimmon."

Qin Shiyu chuckled, "Good sister, of course you have to be more domineering!"

Just as the two were joking, a sudden noise came from the living room. A man's deep voice mixed with a woman's scream. Chu Xixi and Qin Shiyu looked at each other, walked out of the bedroom, and curiously looked towards the source.

Inside the living room, an uninvited guest was standing there. It was Song Yian, holding a huge gift box in his hand, with an evil smile on his face and an unscrupulous tone, "Shouldn't this be a blessing for the bride? Why, if you don't like it, I can consider keeping it for myself."

"Hey, Mr. Song, what's with your attitude?!" Qin Shiyu scolded angrily, but Song Yian seemed not to hear him and just smiled faintly.

Chu Xixi took a step forward, "Thank you for coming, Song Yian. But you didn't come here just to give me a gift, did you?"

Song Yian shifted his angle slightly, as if to deliberately reveal the person behind him, the man wearing a noble coat but vaguely dangerous, "Yes, I brought people with me."

Chu Xixi instinctively clenched her fists, only to see Song Yian gently move aside and bring the person standing outside the door into her sight.

What came into view was a handsome and cold figure, standing outside the door, like a sculpture, eye-catching yet untouchable. Xu Yuanmo walked in slowly, his eyes lingering on Chu Xixi for a moment.

"Ms. Chu, I wonder what you mean by 'not a soft persimmon'?" His voice was cold, and every word seemed to be mixed with ice.

Chu Xixi retracted her gaze and adjusted her posture. "Mr. Xu, why should you care about the words of an unmarried woman? Is it directed at me, or..."

"Maybe it's both." Xu Yuanmo interrupted her, "I am still somewhat interested in your affairs."

The situation was deadlocked for a while, and there was an indescribable feeling of oppression in the air. But just when everyone thought there would be a bigger storm next, Chu Xixi suddenly burst into giggles.

"Oh, Mr. Xu, I'm so sorry to have made you come here for nothing. There may be some changes to today's wedding."

Everyone present was stunned. Song Yian laughed, Qin Shiyu was surprised, Xu Yuanmo frowned slightly, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Chu Xixi took another deep breath, her eyes clear as water, revealing the stubbornness and pride that only children from an orphanage can have. She was about to speak, but suddenly she heard hurried footsteps coming closer and closer outside...

The sudden change made everyone look away and look towards the main door. Outside the door, a familiar figure appeared in sight. Huo Hangfan, with a panicked expression, rushed into the house breathlessly.

Chu Xixi stood on a busy street, holding a brand new design sketch in her hand, and in front of her was a high-end coffee shop that was about to open. This was her first big project after becoming independent, and if it succeeded, it would be a huge boost for her design studio. However, at this critical moment, she unexpectedly received a call from her ex-boyfriend Huo Hangfan.

"Xixi, I heard that you have a big project on hand recently? Do you want me to go over and help out?" Huo Hangfan's voice came through the phone, with a hint of undisguised pride.

Chu Xixi frowned slightly and replied in a low voice: "No, Mr. Huo, I can handle it myself."

Huo Hangfan on the other end of the phone didn't seem to want to let it go. "Hey, Xixi, don't be like this. Although we didn't succeed, I always feel that your design lacks a male perspective..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't need it." Chu Xixi's voice was cold. After hanging up the phone, she took a deep breath and prepared to walk into the coffee shop.

At this moment, a black luxury car slowly stopped in front of her. The car window rolled down, revealing a handsome face - Xu Yuanmo.

"Miss, do you need a ride? I just happened to be passing by." Xu Yuanmo's voice was low and charming, and his eyes were deep, making people unconsciously indulge in them.

Chu Xixi was stunned, with an inexplicable wave of emotion in her heart. She didn't know the man in front of her, but for some reason, her first encounter with him gave her a great sense of security.

"Thank you, but no thanks." Chu Xixi refused expressionlessly and turned to walk towards the coffee shop.

Xu Yuanmo did not insist, but just smiled slightly. The car window slowly rose up and the luxury car left silently.

Chu Xixi's heart could not calm down for a long time. This man, at that moment just now, she felt as if the whole world had quieted down, and only he was smiling. Cheer up, Chu Xixi decided to put all her thoughts into the next project, which was the most important thing.

But she didn't notice that after Xu Yuanmo left, his eyes were always focused on her figure until she walked into the coffee shop, and then he slowly drove away.

In the next few days, Chu Xixi devoted herself to the design work. She was determined to make this project shine and prove her strength. However, just as the design plan was about to be finalized, disaster struck-a series of unexpected troubles put Chu Xixi in an unprecedented predicament.

Just when Chu Xixi was at a loss, an unexpected phone call broke the silence...

Chu Xixi, a young female designer raised by the orphanage of Qingshan, has a special day today. Tomorrow, she was supposed to walk into the wedding hall with Huo Hangfan, completing the gorgeous transformation from an orphan to a wife. However, fate always loves to play tricks on people.

As night fell, Chu Xixi sat alone in the design studio, the sketches in front of her became chaotic with her mood. This was the wedding dress she had designed with great care, delicate and unique, and it would be worn by Zhao Xueer tomorrow. A woman's intuition told her that Huo Hangfan's change of heart was not without reason.

"Xixi, what are you doing? It's so late and you haven't gone home yet. Tomorrow is a big day!" Qin Shiyu came in bouncing and could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Chu Xixi.

Chu Xixi forced a smile, "There are still some designs that haven't been completed. You should wear something nice when you come to my wedding banquet tomorrow."

"Hey, you are the most carefree bride I have ever seen!" Qin Shiyu sat down, picked up the sketch on Chu Xixi's desk, and suddenly lost his voice, "This, is this your own wedding dress design?"

Chu Xixi did not answer, but just looked quietly at the night outside the window. There seemed to be an unfathomable secret hidden in her deep eyes.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps outside the door interrupted the two. Huo Hangfan came in with a smug smile on his face, "Xixi, you are still here, I am here to take you home."

Chu Xixi was slightly stunned, and suddenly she recalled the laughter of Zhao Xueer and Huo Hangfan under the candlelight late that night. It turned out that all that was not a nightmare.

"Xixi, are you okay?" Huo Hangfan noticed her expression and moved closer uneasily.

"It's okay, I'm just thinking about a question," Chu Xixi raised her head, a determined light flashed in her eyes, "How to make a person who has no faith in love taste the taste of betrayal."

Huo Hangfan smiled stiffly, not knowing how to respond.