He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

The words are divided into two parts.

Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen discussed and decided to leave for Luxembourg to visit Master Zong Hongyu on the ninth day of the first lunar month, which is the twenty-fifth day of the second lunar month in the Gregorian calendar.

Luxembourg is a European country with a distinctive architectural style. As a developed country with the highest GDP per capita, Luxembourg's tourism industry is very popular. It also snows in winter. European castles and Baroque style are decorated with white snow, which makes them look very charming.

The couple is going to Luxembourg to take a set of wedding photos.

After returning to China, I went to Su City, the ancestral home of the Feng and Qiao families, and took another set of photos.

A group of photos will also be taken in Beijing.

Mo Beichen had no objection to this arrangement.

He had wanted to take wedding photos for a long time.

There have been too many things going on lately.

Put off again and again.

The wedding is getting closer.

If I don’t take pictures now, it will be too late.

The two of them are going to Luxembourg to visit Master Zong Hongyu and take a set of wedding photos. Of course, their families are very supportive.

Just when it comes to consortium affairs.

Mo Beixiao realized something instantly and his expression changed.

as predicted.

The next second he heard Qiao Wangshu say to him, "Old Four, your third brother and I are not in Beijing, so we have to trouble you to come back to the consortium to help. Xiaoqi and Ningning are preparing for the engagement party, and time is tight. Ningning's injury has not healed yet. Xiaoqi has to take care of the consortium and Ningning at the same time, and I'm worried that he won't be able to handle it. You've worked in the company for a few months, so there will be no problem."

That’s all for the sake of talking about it.

What else can Mo Beixiao say?

He could only nod helplessly and agree: "I understand, sister-in-law. Don't worry, I will go to work with Xiao Qi then."

He looks bitter and resentful.

Qiao Wangshu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Is it really that painful to work for your own consortium?

The second day of the new year.

According to the customs of the capital, it is the day to return to one's parents' home.

If it were in the past, Qiao Wangshu would have no mother's home to go to.

This year is different.

Feng Zhenlin and Feng Junmu are both in Beijing.

The decoration of the villa they bought is still in the final stages.

During the New Year, the decoration company and the workers all went home for the New Year. It is estimated that it will take another one or two months to complete the work. It will take some time to ventilate the house after the decoration is completed. It is estimated that it will take three to five months to move in. Currently, we are still living in Tiansheng Community.

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu arrived early in the morning.

Bought various gifts.

Feng Zhenlin prepared New Year red envelopes for Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen.

Feng Junmu also has it.

Qiao Wangshu gave Mo Beichen a look.

Mo Beichen hurriedly took out the red envelope prepared by Qiao Wangshu and gave it to Feng Junmu.

In Mohism, red envelopes are distributed by Qiao Wangshu.

When they arrived at Feng's house, Qiao Wangshu arranged for Mo Beichen to be sent, so that Feng Junmu would remember Mo Beichen's kindness.

Feng Junmu was not polite and took it with both hands: "Thank you brother-in-law, thank you sister."

The family of four was enjoying themselves.

And thousands of miles away is Su City.

Old Mrs. Feng, who lives in a nursing home, spends the New Year alone.

Neither her son nor her grandson came to visit her.

Her old friends didn't come to visit her either.

She knew that the entire nursing home was controlled by her son and grandson, and no one could come in to see her.

Every day she could only keep company with the cold machines and the nurses and doctors in the nursing home.

Old Mrs. Feng still can’t figure it out!

The Qiao family was suddenly in trouble, leaving only Qiao Wanrou as an orphan. How much good would it do to the Feng family if they married her? She chose Lin Qian as her son's wife, a perfect match for him. Why did her son have to torture himself to death for that woman Qiao Wanrou? Over the years, she had raised her grandson with great difficulty, but he was not close to her.

Both the son and grandson were deceived by the girl born to Qiao Wanrou and abandoned her in this hellhole!

The more Mrs. Feng thought about it, the angrier she got!

The room in the nursing home was smashed to pieces.

My heart was pounding.

Blood pressure skyrocketed.

This wasn't the first time she'd lost her temper, or the first time she'd smashed things.

The caregivers in the nursing home are used to it.

Let her smash it.

Anyway, the Feng family is rich.

Wait until she has finished smashing things and vented her anger before cleaning up.

There was nothing of great value in the house.

Big Year.

Every household is busy visiting relatives and giving holiday gifts.

The relationships between the noble families in the capital are complicated, and gift giving is a very tedious matter every year. You can't make too big a mistake, otherwise you will offend someone if you are not careful.

As the mistress of the Mohist School, Qiao Wangshu is extremely busy.

Affairs big and small.

Almost everything had to be reviewed by her.

The fourth day of the lunar month.

Early in the morning.

After breakfast, the Mohists prepared to visit the An family.

The Mohist school and many aristocratic families in the capital would send each other gifts during the New Year holidays.

In previous years, it would also be sent to the An family.

But they all sent people to deliver them.

There are too many families visiting, and it would be impossible to deliver the gifts door to door in person.

But this year is different.

Mo Beizhou and An Ning are going to be engaged soon, and the two families will be in-laws in no time, with a very close relationship, so it is only natural that they should personally deliver the holiday gifts to their homes.

Preparations for settling down started early.

The two families were busy and lively all day long.

When the Mohist people left.

The An family returned with generous holiday gifts.

Relatives visited for several days in a row.

The eighth day of the lunar month.

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu invited their friends to their home for a small gathering as they were leaving for Luxembourg tomorrow.

Today is the first working day after the Chinese New Year.

Migrant workers are returning to Beijing one after another.

The capital city became lively again.

Chu Yunshen knew a few days ago that Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu were going to Luxembourg on the ninth day of the first lunar month. He had promised to go with them and asked his father for leave. Chu's father knew that he had already promised Master Zong Hewen, so he had to give him half a month off. He repeatedly reminded him not to chatter or make a fuss when he was at someone else's place, so as not to embarrass the Chu family.

Chu Yunshen was quite dissatisfied with this: "Dad, for so many years, I have always brought honor to you. When have I ever brought shame to you?"

Speaking of this, Father Chu opened up and listed them one by one: "When you were in kindergarten, you met the fourth child of the Mo family, and you have never stopped since then. When you were in the fourth grade of elementary school, you and the fourth child of the Mo family put a mouse in the water cup of the head teacher. In the sixth grade, together with the fourth child of the Mo family, you secretly signed on the failing test paper and pretended to be a parent. In the first year of junior high school, you and the fourth child of the Mo family made an appointment to fight with the students in the next class and beat them so hard that they were taken to the hospital. The teacher asked you two if you knew you were wrong? You two were very stubborn and said that those boys bullied the girls in your class, and you didn’t beat them lightly, and you should beat them to death. In the second year of junior high school..."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Chu Yunshen had a headache. "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, just pretend I didn't say anything. Tell me, you're still talking about those trivial things. It's been so many years, and you're still talking about them."

Father Chu chuckled: "It's been many years, and I was the one who cleaned up your mess every time I went to school. Your teacher scolded you so much that you couldn't even raise your head. I don't want to save face? Can't I complain about it?"

Chu Yunshen was really convinced: "When I was young, I didn't know much, you... I'm too lazy to tell you, my third brother and his wife asked me to go to his house for dinner, so I left."

Mr. Chu’s verbal skills win again!

Chu Yunshen rushed out of the house!