The coin fell into the pool, causing waves to break in circles on the calm water, flipping leisurely, and slowly sinking to the bottom of the pool.
"What did you wish for?"
Xiang Yimo stuck out his tongue, "I won't tell you!"
Wearing a garland of champagne roses on her head, the pink flowers are delicate and delicate, covered with small water drops, crystal clear and reflecting the sparkling brilliance. The flowers are blooming one after another, revealing their fragrance and lightness.
The fragrance floats in the air.
The breeze blew up the tulle on her skirt, and it quietly melted away like smoke, filling the air around her. She seemed to be transformed from the statue behind her, graceful and graceful, and her beauty was a bit unreal.
Nangong Han stared down at her, as if he could never see enough of her, "The wish you made must be related to me!" He said firmly.
"Stop being so pretty!"
"Isn't it?"
"My wish is to make you my slave for life. I ask you to go east, but you don't dare to go west! I ask you to bark like a dog, but you don't dare to meow like a cat!"
Nangong Han's face darkened, "Your wish will definitely not come true!"
"Why?"
"I'll have people pick up all the coins in the pool right away!"
"Chicken belly!" Xiang Yimo pouted and muttered.
In fact, her wish was not so greedy. She only hoped that the baby would be safe, that the family of four could be together forever, and that they could have a complete family. Xiang Yimo was already satisfied.
The pink red lips were slightly pouted, and the luster was like water-soaked cherries, exuding an alluring color. Nangong Han couldn't help lowering his head and kissed her. The soft lips tasted more delicious than he imagined.
The photographer captured every wonderful moment and quickly pressed the shutter. Each frame was frozen into a beautiful and romantic picture. Compared with deliberately posed poses, it was more natural and warm. Every move and every move naturally revealed warm happiness.
The soft light sand gently scattered on the two of them, as if they had become the focus of light, and pedestrians in a hurry could not help but stop and watch.
A scorching gaze shot over from the corner of the street, full of penetrating power. Chu Zhanjin stood quietly by the street lamp, his whole body stiff and straight, his brows knitted, his deep eyes mixed with complex expressions of heartache, regret, grief and anger.
…
Xiang Yimo was wearing a wedding dress, so holy and beautiful, just as he imagined, but the groom beside her was not him. He watched them look at each other affectionately, watched them kiss passionately, scene by scene.
The picture was so dazzling that it made him suffocate with pain.
His bright red eyes lowered to calm down the complicated emotions, and with a faint smile on his lips, he strode towards them——
Two blushes appeared on Xiang Yimo's fair cheeks, and she pushed Nangong Han away, "So many people are watching! Be more reserved!" She pursed her lips, and the lip gloss on them was stained by him.
"When you were pole dancing, so many people were watching, but they didn't see you being shy or reserved!"
Xiang Yimo looked at him sideways and said dullly, "Your wife and I have pole danced. Do you dislike me?"
"How could it be! Ye Qiangwei is the dream girl of many men, and now she has been snatched away by me. It's too late for me to be happy!"
"That's pretty much it!" Xiang Yimo turned his head and glanced at Chu Zhanjin, who was walking towards him, "Why are you here?"
"What a coincidence, I happened to pass by here!" Chu Zhanjin's voice was cold and his tone was dull.
Xiang Yimo immediately asked him, "Is Xiaomin missing?" She couldn't let go of Su Yimin.
"He is safe now!" Chu Zhanjin answered her ambiguously, and then changed the topic, "This is not suitable for me to keep here. I should have returned it to you long ago!" He held an exquisite brocade box in his hand.
It is covered with a layer of brocade, and the silk is embroidered with complex flower patterns.
Xiang Yimo finished the brocade box. When she opened it, she found a pair of butterfly jade pendants. She and her sister Xiang Rumo's jade pendants were put together, and they just fit together to form a complete butterfly. The thin jade pendants were shiny and soft, and did not contain any
Impurities.
"Thank you for keeping it for us for so long." At this time, receiving her mother's relics felt like receiving her blessing, and a bright smile bloomed on Xiang Yimo's delicate face.
"Mo'er..." Chu Zhanjin whispered, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and he took a deep breath, "I'm sorry!" He didn't want to destroy her happiness, but for Su Yimin's life, he had to do this.
!
"Huh?" Xiang Yimo was confused and didn't understand what he meant.
"I've made you wait in vain for four years, but I still haven't been able to fulfill my promise to marry you and give you happiness!"
Nangong Han hugged Xiang Yimo into his arms, "She is my wife. From now on, I will be responsible for her happiness. It has nothing to do with you anymore!" He said domineeringly, with the proud attitude of a winner.
Look at him.
"If you fail her!" Chu Zhanjin's eyes shot out a cold light, "I will definitely take her back at any cost!"
"I won't let that happen!"
"It's best like this!" Chu Zhanjin looked at Xiang Yimo deeply again. Finally, he moved his eyes away reluctantly and turned around silently. Maybe it was just the last time she smiled at him. From now on,
Will you hate him to the core?
From lovers, to strangers, to enemies!
Why torture him like this? Let him hurt the person he loves most with his own hands!
"He's a little weird today!" Xiang Yimo looked at his thin and lonely back and sighed softly, "He must be worried about Xiaomin."
"Still caring about him?"
Xiang Yimo curled his lips, tilted his head and looked at him, "I really wonder if you grew up in a vinegar vat!"
"Did you really decide to do this?" Masako asked worriedly.
Chu Zhanjin's expression did not change, he lowered his head and put the bullets shining with cold light into the gun case one by one, and said numbly, "Take the risk once, if you can't succeed, you can only let Beatrice's plan arrange it.
Let’s start that day!”
"It's too dangerous for you to do this. It's okay if you succeed, but what if you fail and anger beatrice and kill Xiaomin?"
Chu Zhanjin's expression froze. On impulse, he wanted to kill the big bastard directly, but he didn't think of this.