The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

"mean."

Shen Yuebai withdrew his hand, and said lazily: "Who is that boy to you just now? I remember that he seems to have photographed my daughter-in-law's brand advertisement."

Jiang Mo didn't answer, but took a bite of the snack.

The strong bitter and sour taste spread in his mouth, Jiang Mo hurriedly took a sip of water, and then swallowed the thing with difficulty.

Shen Yuebai leaned on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and joked with narrow and handsome eyes: "I don't think you have a simple relationship with him."

Seeing that Jiang Mo still had that dead face, Shen Yuebai went on to say: "Jiang Mo, you are in your twenties, I advise you to quickly find a reliable partner, you see how happy I am with my family, Fanfan__"

Before Shen Yuebai could finish showing off, Jiang Mo interrupted him.

"She is my daughter-in-law, legally named Xia Xingchen."

This time it was Shen Yue's turn to drop his jaw in shock, he exclaimed: "Jiang Mo, are you married in secret?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, took another bite of the bread, and commented in his heart: "Actually, the taste of Xia Xingchen's snacks is not bad."

"No." Shen Yuebai was a little serious: "The other day you told me that the person who wanted to record a variety show with his girlfriend was actually you, right? You're married and still messing around outside?"

Jiang Mo glanced at Shen Yuebai speechlessly: "Will the IQ of married people drop?"

Shen Yuebai suddenly realized: "Is it Xia Xingchen who wants to record a love variety show?"

Jiang Mo said, "I suggest you eat more pig brains."

On the way, Xia Xingchen bought some fruits and went to the hospital to visit his grandfather.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, seeing that the old man looked good recently, Xia Xingchen hesitated in his heart whether to tell him about Jiang Mo.

Recalling how the old man strongly opposed it back then, in the end Xia Xingchen still didn't mention a word.

There are dry leaves everywhere on the road in late autumn.

At this time, a black car slowly stopped.

When the car window slid down, it was Lan Jinchen's gentle smile.

"Xingchen, I saw you in the hospital just now, and you disappeared as soon as I spoke, so I hurriedly chased you out."

Xia Xingchen rubbed his head and smiled: "I didn't see you, what's the matter?"

A trace of resentment flashed across Lan Jinchen's face: "With the relationship between the two of us, can we chat with you only when we have something to do?"

Xia Xingchen awkwardly put his hand into his jacket pocket, pursed his mouth and thought for a long time, then smiled brightly: "I'm married to Jiang Mo, we're too close, I'm afraid he will be jealous."

"What?" Lan Jinchen looked surprised: "You married Jiang Mo? Did he force you?"

Xia Xingchen shook his head: "I did it voluntarily, I only have him in my heart, you know that."

"But..." Lan Jinchen couldn't accept it for a while: "The last time we met, he obviously treated you badly, did he marry you for revenge?

you? "

Xia Xingchen said seriously: "No, he treats me very well. So please don't worry, in the future... Try not to contact me again."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away quickly, wrapping his coat tighter.

After returning home, Xia Xingchen sat on the sofa, tasted some snacks, and immediately vomited them out.

"My God, why is it so sour? Jiang Mo won't think I'm trying to trick him after eating it, right?"

Xia Xingchen frowned, sitting on the sofa and sighing.

In the evening, when Jiang Mo came home, the delicious crayfish had already been placed on the table.

Xia Xingchen was wearing a small flower apron and was busy arranging the dishes.

Jiang Mo walked over and asked, "You did it?"

Xia Xingchen's beautiful almond eyes slightly curved: "Don't ask so many questions, just eat quickly."

The beer at a suitable temperature was opened, and Jiang Mo looked at his home, which was different from the usual clear and cold, and took a sip.

He hadn't experienced this kind of fireworks for a long time.

Looking at the oil on the spicy red soup, Jiang Mo whispered, "Takeout is not healthy."

"It's okay to eat once in a while."

Xia Xingchen took out a crayfish with ease, stood up and handed it to Jiang Mo: "I'll eat it for you."

"I can peel it myself." Jiang Mo avoided Xia Xingchen's hand awkwardly.

"Cut." After Xia Xingchen sat down, he put it into his mouth in one gulp, with a satisfied face.

At this moment, Xia Xingchen's cell phone rang. Since the screen of the cell phone was facing Jiang Mo, he couldn't see who was calling.

Jiang Mo saw clearly.

It was Lan Jinchen calling.

When Xia Xingchen took off his gloves, Jiang Mo's expression was already a bit cold.

After seeing the incoming call clearly, Xia Xingchen took a sneak peek at Jiang Mo and was about to hang up.

Jiang Mo suddenly said: "Go ahead, do you need me to avoid it?"

"No need." Xia Xingchen pursed his lips and connected the phone.

"Xingchen, I thought about it after I got home, and I think you should divorce Jiang Mo first. I think his purpose is __"

"I told you today, I am willing, and please leave me alone."

Xia Xingchen interrupted Lan Jinchen's words, and hung up immediately after speaking in one breath.

Jiang Mo lowered his eyes halfway, and said in a cold tone, "What? Are you planning to divorce?"

Xia Xingchen quickly explained: "I don't."

"Hehe." The corner of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched into self-mockery, his eyes darkened: "Why did Lan Jinchen know about our marriage?"

Xia Xingchen looked up at Jiang Mo: "I met him today, I told him."

"Xia Xingchen." Jiang Mo suppressed his emotions and whispered, "After you broke up with me, you went abroad with Lan Jinchen to get engaged. You should have lived a happy life, right?"

"Let me think about it, what a bright future it is for a young couple to make a marriage contract in a church in a foreign country, go to class together, eat together, and live together." Jiang Mo raised his head slightly, his eyes flushed, "You should be very happy That's right."

"Unhappy." Xia Xingchen lowered his head, his voice choked up, "I don't like him, the only one I've always liked is you."

"Only like me? Did I hear you right?" Jiang Mo slammed the dining table, stood up and shouted, "You were so determined to leave, how dare you say you only like me?"

When Xia Xingchen raised his head, his face was already covered with tears. He was crying silently, speaking intermittently: "I broke up with you because...because..."

"Because of what?"

"Say it?"

Jiang Mo's eyes were scarlet, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes.

"Because of my family, I can't be so selfish." Xia Xingchen cried and stood up with a red nose: "Jiang Mo, I'm sorry, I only wanted not to hurt my family, but I hurt you."

Jiang Mo looked down at Xia Xingchen, clenched his fists desperately, trying to pour the pain that was about to gush into his eyes.

The pain in his heart gradually spread. Seeing Xia Xingchen crying silently with his hands covering his face, he squeezed his heart and said coldly: "It doesn't matter. After the contract expires in one year, you and I will return to the bridge and return to the road."

Looking at Jiang Mo's leaving back, Xia Xingchen rubbed his sore eyes and opened a bottle of beer.

"Xingchen, do you really want to be with that poor boy Jiang Mo?"

"Mom loves you so much, why don't you give me a way out?"

On the roof of the fourth floor, Xia's mother stood on the edge, crying bitterly: "You can just listen to your father, okay?"

"Without the company, your father will really collapse!"

The teenage Xia Xingchen had already been without food for four days.

He cried bitterly and knelt on the balcony, looking at the angry grandfather and the mother who washed her face with tears every day, he nodded helplessly.

"I promise you."

At two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Mo lay in bed without falling asleep for a long time.

Suddenly, he heard intermittent whimpering outside the door.

Opening the bedroom door, Xia Xingchen was sitting on the ground with red eye circles, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, tears pouring out like a broken thread.Jiang Mo squatted down and said in a deep voice, "Why are you crying here if you don't sleep at night?"

Xia Xingchen didn't speak, but covered his eyes with trembling hands, and let out a mournful sound like a small animal from time to time.

Jiang Mo stared at him, fell silent for a long time, squatted down, and hugged him: "Don't cry. You dumped me back then, and you're still wronged here."

"Jiang... Mo..." Xia Xingchen said hoarsely, with a drunken look on his face, and his fair neck turned red, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Mo sighed and hugged him horizontally.

Xia Xingchen took advantage of the situation to hook his neck, put his head on his chest, and let out suppressed and painful sobs from time to time.

"Stop crying, how many bottles of wine did you drink?"

Jiang Mo took out a tissue to wipe Xia Xingchen's tears away, and gently brushed the sweat and tear-stained hair from his forehead, rubbing his pouch.

Although Xia Xingchen was drunk, his eyes were still bright.

He stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Mo's arm, with a hint of grievance in his hoarse voice:

"Brother Jiang Mo, give me a hug."

"Oh." Jiang Mo sighed in a low voice: "I really can't do anything about you."

Suddenly, Xia Xingchen was hugged into a warm embrace. He moved his head contentedly, wrapped his arms around Jiang Mo's waist, and slowly closed his eyes.He muttered to himself: "After my parents had an accident, it's been a long time since anyone gave me a good hug."

Jiang Mo rested his chin on his head, his eyes were deep and complicated.

"What should I do with you?"

Early the next morning, Xia Xingchen had a severe headache.

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Mo was already not at home.

Looking at his room in Jiang Mo, Xia Xingchen secretly lifted the quilt and picked up his underwear.

"My mother, I drank half a bottle of beer last night, so I probably didn't do anything to Jiang Mo?"

After getting out of bed, he saw the WeChat message from Jiang Mo on his phone.

"Take you to the party at night, and I will send a driver to pick you up."

"Okay. (Love emoji package)"

Xia Xingchen pursed his lips, scattered memories of getting drunk last night floated in his head.

In my memory, last night Jiang Mo was very gentle and even hugged him.

In the evening, after arriving at the agreed time, the driver took Xia Xingchen to the door of Jiang's company.

It was very windy today, Xia Xingchen only wore a khaki windbreaker, which looked a little thin.

Jiang Mo and his assistant took a look at Xia Xingchen's clothes after they got out, and told the driver after getting in the car, "Go to the mall first."

After arriving at a luxury store, the exclusive shopping guide lady warmly greeted Jiang Mo.

"Choose two clothes for him." Jiang Mo said calmly while sitting on the sofa.

"〇k, sir, please follow me."

Special assistant Zhao glanced at Jiang Mo, and followed Xia Xingchen to pick out clothes.

In front of the fitting mirror, he asked softly, "I went to see Mr. Jiang's friend today. Why are you dressed so poorly? You can't bear to see Mr. Jiang anymore?"