Mo Xiaodie finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Lu Chenxu, what on earth do you want to do?"
Lu Chenxu shrugged innocently: "Nothing, we are already husband and wife legally. If we want to convince Dudu, we should first practice what love is."
After saying that, he seemed to have remembered something: "By the way, I can't agree to the second point you just said. Isn't it inappropriate to only let Dudu know that we are married? What about Momo? What if?
What should she do if she finds out one day?"
"Also, the doctor said that we need to create a warm family atmosphere to facilitate Dudu's recovery. If we don't tell anyone, is it any different from not getting married?"
"Then what do you want?" Mo Xiaodie asked almost through gritted teeth.
Lu Chenxu took a mouthful of porridge, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "What I mean is that we should hold a wedding and invite relatives and friends to have fun, so that Dudu can feel that her parents really love each other, and let her pass the solemn ceremony
The ceremony made me truly feel the presence of home.”
When Mo Xiaodie heard this, she slapped the table and stood up: "Lu Chenxu, are you crazy?"
The waiters and some customers at the porridge shop looked at them curiously.
Feeling that she had lost her temper, she sat down and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that we had a fake marriage? Why did we have to hold a wedding?"
Lu Chenxu didn't seem to notice her anger. He slowly finished the bowl of vegetable porridge in front of him, and then elegantly took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.
Mo Xiaodie stared at him patiently, gritted her teeth and smiled: "Mr. Lu, have you finished eating?"
Lu Chenxu nodded.
"Now that you've finished eating, can we have a good talk?" Mo Xiaodie suppressed the anger in her heart.
"Okay, how do you want to talk?" Lu Chenxu leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed and leisurely.
"What do you mean by what Mr. Lu just said? Why do we need to hold a wedding?" She had a strong feeling that she had been tricked by Lu Chenxu, who must have wanted to use this to negotiate some terms with her.
Lu Chenxu looked confused: "Director Lan, haven't we already agreed? We will use fake marriage to create a warm and friendly family atmosphere for Dudu and soothe her psychological trauma as soon as possible. What? Are you going to regret it now?"
"I don't want to regret it, but you didn't say you wanted to hold a wedding?"
"But I didn't say there was no need to hold a wedding, right? Director Lan, everything I did was for Dudu. Think about it, according to your wishes, only Dudu should be allowed to know about our marriage. Both my parents
I don’t know how we can create a warm, harmonious and friendly family atmosphere. Should we secretly point to the marriage certificate in front of Dudu every day and say, look, mom and dad are married, do you think this is useful?”
Mo Xiaodie couldn't find a reason to refute what he said.
Seeing her face full of hesitation and contradiction, Lu Chenxu's eyes flashed with a cunning light. Xiaodie didn't seem to have much feelings for him yet, so he couldn't push her too hard, otherwise he might scare her away.
Thinking of this, he pretended to be deep in thought: "Director Lan, do you think this is a good idea? Let's each take a step back and not hold a wedding, but we must let my family know. In this way, everyone at home can work together to save the day."
How about creating a warm environment to help her recover as quickly as possible?"
After saying that, seeing that Mo Xiaodie was still frowning and saying nothing, he continued to promise: "Don't worry, I will tell my parents that our marriage is just a fake marriage, just to treat Dudu. If you meet the right person then,
My lover, I will divorce you immediately and will never hinder Director Lan's happiness."
Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, Mo Xiaodie thought for a moment: "Let's do this. Let's sign a contract. That way I will feel more at ease."