On the other end of the phone, Xuan Mo's childish voice soon came
Xuan Yuran's chest tightened, and she hurriedly asked nervously, "Momo, are you okay?"
"Mommy, I'm fine!" Xuan Mo answered obediently while holding her phone.
After waiting for two days and two nights, she finally heard the other person's voice. Knowing that the other person was fine for the time being, Xuan Yuran breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, the tip of her nose couldn't help but feel a little sore and said: "It's all my fault, no."
Don't be afraid, take good care of you, mommy will be here soon to take you home."
"Well, Momo is not afraid, and neither is Mommy! Momo will be fine, don't listen to that aunt, you must marry daddy!"
"You brat, what are you talking about?"
Xuan Mo's cell phone was immediately snatched away by Gu Jianan, "Okay, I heard what you want to hear! You should also know what to do!"
Before Xuan Yuran could speak again, the other party cut off the call again.
"Hey Hey hey?"
Xuan Yuran held her mobile phone and heard the busy sound of "beep beep--" coming from the other side.
Putting down her phone, Xuan Yuran heard a knock on the door outside before she could think too much.
Xuan Yuran took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then walked out and opened the door.
Ruo Yutian, Mu Ziyu and the others were seen standing at the door. Even Ling Yuhuai, who was married and had moved out, was sitting on the sofa in the center of the living room.
When he saw her coming out, he couldn't help but smile and joked: "You are such a calm bride. If you don't go out to put on makeup, you won't be able to make it in time for the wedding at noon!"
Xuan Yuran twitched her lips slightly and said, "I'm ready, let's go!"
"Wait for me, I'll go back to the room to get my bag!" Ruo Yutian then turned around and went back to her room opposite.
After she reminded her, Mu Ziyu seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned back to the room and said, "I want to go back to the room to get something too!"
Soon, only Xuan Yuran and Ling Yubad were left in the living room. The person who was sitting there had stood up and walked to her side. He put a hand on the other person's shoulder and said, "Yuran, you
Are you worried about something?"
Looking at her gloomy look, there was no joy on her face, and she didn't look like a newlywed getting married at all.
"We all know that you made this decision because of Momo. But if you really feel forced, it's still too late to regret it. After all, marriage is a lifelong thing."