The frightened Yao Meina woke up, quickly packed her luggage, went straight to the airport, and immediately flew to the United States.
The rising sun dyes the clouds on the horizon into different shades of bright colors, just like Monet's oil paintings, which combine light and shadow so beautifully.
The melting sunlight shines into the kitchen and casts on the crystal chandelier. After reflection, it creates stray light spots.
Xiang Yimo frowned early in the morning, "Nangong Han, are you punishing me?"
A long dining table was filled with Chinese and Western breakfasts. It was like a hotel buffet breakfast. It exuded a rich aroma, but it couldn't arouse Xiang Yimo's appetite.
"You are a pregnant woman, so of course you have to eat more so that your nutrition can be balanced." Nangong Han handed her the peeled hard-boiled eggs.
"I am a pregnant woman, not a pig. How can I eat so much? I feel full just by looking at it!"
"Is that much?" Nangong Han glanced at the dazzling array of exquisite and delicious meals, "Then just take a bite of each!"
"It's going to kill me!"
"Are you suffering from anorexia?" Nangong Han turned around and said, "Old He, go find Teng Yue!"
Butler He sighed softly, "Master, Teng Yue is not an obstetrician and gynecologist!"
"He said he wanted to give Momo more nutrition, but now she's stopped eating. Tell me, should I settle the score with this quack doctor?"
Xiang Yimo stood up, "You guys slowly discuss how to attack Teng Yue. I'll go to the bathroom to vomit for a while."
"Why are you vomiting again?"
"Morning sickness, a normal pregnancy reaction!"
Why is this father more nervous than the mother?
"Master, we have guests!" Butler He received the message from the guard.
"who?"
"Chu Zhanjin!"
Nangong Han narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Xiang Yimo, "Go and vomit first!"
Xiang Yimo took a deep breath, gritted her teeth to hold back the nausea, and took the initiative to hold Nangong Han's arm, "Of course it's important to meet guests!"
The spacious and empty living room was silent. The golden eagle clan emblem hung on the wall, showing its magnificence and glory. A clear breeze poured in from the window, muddying the airflow in the living room.
Chu Zhanjin walked in. He had a layer of stubble on his chin and looked a little tired. His blood-red eyes stared directly at Xiang Yimo and asked, "Why did you come back? Why did you choose him!" Next, he thought
Asked, why was he not chosen? However, after doing such a thing to Xiang Yimo, he was embarrassed to ask such a question.
Xiang Yimo nestled in Nangong Han's arms, smoothing his shirt gently with her hands, raised her head, cast her soft eyes on Nangong Han, smiled, her delicate beauty was instantly lit up by this gentle smile, "Because, here
There is someone I need! Why choose him? Because he will not disappear without saying a word for four years, will not ignore me and treat me with indifference, and will not hurt my relatives, deceive and play with me!"
Every word and every word she spoke was reprimanding Chu Zhanjin for what he had done!
The disappearance four years ago was helpless, and she could forgive him. The failure to meet each other four years later was a trick of fate, and she could let it go. However, how could Xiang Yimo forgive him for his deception and use?
If loving someone is based on deception, then this love is too dirty and ugly.
A happy smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Han's lips. He tightly wrapped his arms around Xiang Yimo's slender waist, as if he was showing his ownership to Jin Xuan, and stared down at her with his deep eyes.
, lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
The words echoing in his ears and the scenes before his eyes were like sharp thorns, piercing into his heart and hurting his breathing.
This revenge in this life must be avenged! Sooner or later, Chu Zhanjin will fight Nangong Han to the death. If Xiang Yimo chooses him, doesn't it mean that he will be against the woman he loves?
He and Nangong Han can only live together. If he kills Nangong Han, what he will get is Xiang Yimo's hatred. If he is killed by Nangong Han, his enemies and his beloved woman will raise eyebrows, which will make him die.
Close your eyes!
No matter who loses or wins, he is always the loser!
Chu Zhanjin's eyes were filled with loneliness, "You hate me, so you chose him to punish me?"
"I don't have to sacrifice my whole life's happiness to punish you. You take yourself too seriously!" Xiang Yimo said mercilessly, with a hint of sullenness in his tone.
This man was once her love. But four years have completely changed him. Xiang Yimo regarded him as a big brother, thinking about him in everything and doing everything for him, but what about him? But he used her
Xiang Yimo would never forgive her for deceiving her because of her weakness.
Xiang Yimo's words were mocking him for being emotional, putting him in an embarrassing situation.
"Jin!" Masako called softly, walked over, and hugged his arm. Seeing that he was humiliated by words, Masako also felt sad. She looked at him with gentle eyes and frowned, seeming to question him: This
If a woman embarrasses you so much, why are you still here? Do you want to be humiliated?
"Why are you here?" Chu Zhanjin's deep voice revealed a hint of displeasure, but more of a coldness.
"I'll send the invitation! Why did you forget such an important thing when you went out?" Masako took out a beautifully wrapped pink card from the bag and handed it to Xiang Yimo, "I hope you can come to our party.
wedding!"
Masako did this to smooth things over and give Chu Zhanjin face.
"I'll be there for sure!" Nangong Han readily agreed, and he took the invitation casually.
"Thank you for coming!"
"Jin, let's go! There are a lot of invitations from friends to send!" Masako found a place for Chu Zhanjin to go down the stairs and tugged on his sleeves, indicating that he could leave.
Chu Zhan glanced at the deep red eyes, turned around silently, and left quickly without caring whether Masako beside him could keep up with his pace. His stiff back showed a hint of loneliness, a hint of sadness...
"Don't you hate Chu Zhanjin? Why do you still want to attend his wedding?" Xiang Yimo was really puzzled.
Nangong Han threw the invitation away and said, "Let's learn from it! Could it be that you can't bear to watch your first love marry another woman?"
"No! Japan is the territory of the Yamaguchi-gumi. I'm afraid someone will do something bad to you!"
"They don't dare to do it to me blatantly!" Nangong Han twisted the corner of his mouth and smiled with confidence.