Seeing all this, Yuan An threw himself on the bed where Mo Yiyang had slept. He was so sad that he didn't want to move for a long time. But he couldn't move because the wedding of Zhou Donglie and Zeng Meili was about to begin.

She saw the bulging red envelope he left on the coffee table, with blessing words written on it and the signature: Mo Yiyang, Yuan An.

Red background, black characters.

He included her, and their names were placed side by side, like a young couple. Her heart hurt.

She weighed the generous red envelope, looked at the beautiful calligraphy of dragons and phoenixes, and decided not to give her red envelope. It was not a matter of saving, but not to slap Mo Yiyang in the face.

In the taxi, she edited a text message for him: "When will you go home?" She didn't send it, but thought about it and deleted it.

When she arrived, the wedding was about to begin.

After she signed in, she found that her classmates were all in pairs, but she was alone. Suddenly she missed Mo Yiyang very much, oh, why didn't he come?

Isn't this the result she hoped for? But he really didn't come, and she was very disappointed.

Yuan An, who was very popular, quietly watched the newlyweds salute and listened to them thanking each other for this and that.

Classmate A next to him asked: "Yuan An, when will it be your turn?"

She smiled and replied: "Soon, soon..."

"Hey, I heard Meili say that the one in your family is really rich and handsome." Classmate B ignored the look on the face of the husband next to him and looked excited about the gossip.

Yuan An laughed: "Not as tall as Yao Ming, not as rich as Li Ka-shing, not as handsome as Tom Cruise, just average, hahaha..."

Everyone at the table laughed very enthusiastically.

Zhou Donglie and Zeng Meili sat around the table and toasted. When it was Yuan An's turn, everyone toasted in celebration. Then Zhou Donglie asked: "Yuan An, where is Mr. Mo?"

"He has something very important to do today, so he couldn't be there, so he asked me to apologize to you. I just explained this to Meili, hehe, let's make an appointment to have dinner together another day."

Some people booed: "As long as the person is not polite, hahahahaha..."

Yuan An clapped his hands: "That's a must!"

Everyone laughed.

After the banquet, according to the rules of City A, they played mahjong, played against landlords, chatted and drank tea. Yuan An ran home looking at Mo Yiyang's doghouse-like house.

Hurrah, scrub, scrub, scrub! It was really dirty as hell. While cleaning, Yuan An felt sad and cursed: "This damn guy! How did he get here in the past twenty years?"

The big house that used to be 200 square meters was also clean inside, but now this one is less than 200 square meters.

Yuan An went out to buy elbows, then went home and stole snow peas, and then stewed them. The aroma was overflowing, the windows were bright, and every corner was cleaned. There were a lot of bottles and cans, and they were stewed.

Yuan An found someone to collect it and sold it for more than ten yuan.

She hugged Adele's dolls and kissed them one by one: "I'm sorry, sister is back. I miss you very much. Do you miss me?"

She arranged the dolls neatly, happily took out the sheets and quilt covers from the washing machine, carried them out in a basin, and hung them to dry in the small garden on the terrace.

Just when she was about to go in, Mo Yiyang opened the door and came back. Following Mo Yiyang back, there was Nan Ling.

Yuan An was so frustrated now that she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground. She was neither advancing nor retreating. Oops, especially when she was dressed like a shell girl who only came to work.

In a hurry, she deceived herself and took a chair and put it behind the sheets, swooped up, pulled a leaf in her hand, and muttered to the leaf: "Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me..." Seeing this

After everything, Yuan An threw herself on the bed where Mo Yiyang had slept. She was so sad that she didn't want to move for a long time. But she couldn't move. The wedding of Zhou Donglie and Zeng Meili was about to begin.

She saw the bulging red envelope he left on the coffee table, with blessing words written on it and the signature: Mo Yiyang, Yuan An.

Red background, black characters.

He included her, and their names were placed side by side, like a young couple. Her heart hurt.

She weighed the generous red envelope, looked at the beautiful calligraphy of dragons and phoenixes, and decided not to give her red envelope. It was not a matter of saving, but not to slap Mo Yiyang in the face.

In the taxi, she edited a text message for him: "When will you go home?" She didn't send it, but thought about it and deleted it.

When she arrived, the wedding was about to begin.

After she signed in, she found that her classmates were all in pairs, but she was alone. Suddenly she missed Mo Yiyang very much, oh, why didn't he come?

Isn't this the result she hoped for? But he really didn't come, and she was very disappointed.

Yuan An, who was very popular, quietly watched the newlyweds salute and listened to them thanking each other for this and that.

Classmate A next to him asked: "Yuan An, when will it be your turn?"

She smiled and replied: "Soon, soon..."

"Hey, I heard Meili say that the one in your family is really rich and handsome." Classmate B ignored the look on the face of the husband next to him and looked excited about the gossip.

Yuan An laughed: "Not as tall as Yao Ming, not as rich as Li Ka-shing, not as handsome as Tom Cruise, just average, hahaha..."

Everyone at the table laughed very enthusiastically.

Zhou Donglie and Zeng Meili sat around the table and toasted. When it was Yuan An's turn, everyone toasted in celebration. Then Zhou Donglie asked: "Yuan An, where is Mr. Mo?"

"He has something very important to do today, so he couldn't be there, so he asked me to apologize to you. I just explained this to Meili, hehe, let's make an appointment to have dinner together another day."

Some people booed: "As long as the person is not polite, hahahahaha..."

Yuan An clapped his hands: "That's a must!"

Everyone laughed.

After the banquet, according to the rules of City A, they played mahjong, played against landlords, chatted and drank tea. Yuan An ran home looking at Mo Yiyang's doghouse-like house.

Hurrah, scrub, scrub, scrub! It was really dirty as hell. While cleaning, Yuan An felt sad and cursed: "This damn guy! How did he get here in the past twenty years?"

The big house that used to be 200 square meters was also clean inside, but now this one is less than 200 square meters.

Yuan An went out to buy elbows, then went home and stole snow peas, and then stewed them. The aroma was overflowing, the windows were bright, and every corner was cleaned. There were a lot of bottles and cans, and they were stewed.

Yuan An found someone to collect it and sold it for more than ten yuan.

She hugged Adele's dolls and kissed them one by one: "I'm sorry, sister is back. I miss you very much. Do you miss me?"

She arranged the dolls neatly, happily took out the sheets and quilt covers from the washing machine, carried them out in a basin, and hung them to dry in the small garden on the terrace.

Just when she was about to go in, Mo Yiyang opened the door and came back. Following Mo Yiyang back, there was Nan Ling.

Yuan An was so frustrated now that she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground. She was neither advancing nor retreating. Oops, especially when she was dressed like a shell girl who only came to work.
Chapter completed!