She decided to cancel her engagement with Nangong Ye, but she never thought of using this method.
She struggled to free herself, but the man's hand on her waist clamped down on her waist like iron, preventing her from moving.
Nangong Ye's mother opened her lips slightly.
She didn't expect things to develop like this.
Nangong Ye's face was bloodless, and there was anger in his eyes.
This Jin Zhanmo provoked him again and again, clearly on purpose!
"Xianxian, if anything happens, let's talk about it when we go back."
He walked to Wen Yan and stretched out his hand towards her.
Wen Yan followed him the previous few times, but what about this time? Nangong Ye didn't feel confident.
Jin Zhanmo is worthless in Wen Yan's heart, but Gu Jinmo is different. He is the father of her child and her ex-husband.
When she knows that Jin Zhanmo is Gu Jinmo, will she still stand by him?
Under Wen Yan's silent gaze, Nangong Ye's heart sank.
Wen Yan looked at him deeply: "I'm sorry Nangong Ye, I can't continue to harm you."
She told Nangong Ye to ask him to help her act in a play to force Gu Jinmo out, but she didn't expect Nangong Ye's difficulties.
If you were really engaged, you would be harming him.
Nangong Ye smiled bitterly and shook his head, his voice hoarse, "No need to be sorry, I'm too selfish."
She told him that she wanted him to explain clearly to his family that this was just a cooperation.
But for selfish reasons, he did not tell his family the truth.
It was because he was too greedy and wanted to pretend to be real, which made him self-defeating.
Wen Yan pursed his lips and stopped talking.
The hot hand on his waist relaxed slightly, and Wen Yan quickly broke free.
Gu Jinmo's eyes were deep, and under the dark mask, the corners of his lips could not be restrained from rising slightly.
Nangong Ye's mother didn't speak. In this atmosphere, she had noticed an unusual aura.
Could it be that there is something hidden behind his son’s marriage to Xie Xianxian?
She looked at Nangong Ye and asked in a low voice, "What on earth is going on?"
Nangong Ye felt suffocated and said to his mother: "Mom, let's go back. I will explain to you the matter between Xianxian and me."
"Okay." Nangong Ye's mother sighed and glanced at Jin Zhanmo again, looking a little embarrassed.
The Jin family's status in Kyoto is not low. If they really come into conflict with the other party, no one will be able to offend them.
After Nangong Ye and the others left, Wen Yan immediately distanced himself from Gu Jinmo.
However, Gu Jinmo seemed to be deliberately going against her. When she took a step back, he would take a step forward.
His face slowly moved closer to hers, feeling her rapid breathing, his eyes deep, as if staring at prey, watching her face gradually turn red and hot, becoming shy and scorching.
"The engagement between you and Nangong Ye is fake." It's not a question, but an affirmative.
Wen Yan's breath was suffocated, and his heart suddenly felt as if a stone was pressing on him.
Gu Jinmo looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, the smile reaching into his eyes.
He stretched out his big hand and patted her back comfortingly: "Xie Xianxian, let me marry you."
Wen Yan suddenly raised his eyes, and at a glance he saw a man filled with stars and a sea of stars, filled with paranoia and attachment.
"Marry me?" She curled her lips coolly, and the ice in her beautiful eyes only wavered for a moment before returning to calm, "In the name of Gu Jinmo or in the name of Jin Zhanmo?"
For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became depressing, almost suffocating.
Gu Jinmo's eyes darkened and he remained silent for a long time.
The subtlety between the two flows in the air.
After a while, Gu Jinmo finally spoke, with a soft and calm tone: "Jin Zhanmo."
Gu Jinmo is "dead" and is also in the past tense. Only Jin Zhanmo's identity is suitable.
Now that she has recognized him, there is no need for him to wear a mask.
Gu Jinmo raised her eyebrows and raised her hand. The hand that touched the mask was extremely hot.
He always thought that he had hidden himself well, but he didn't expect that Wen Yan had recognized him long ago. Thinking about his previous behavior again, his cheeks felt a little hot.
"When did you recognize him?" His voice was low.
"Very early." She had already recognized him when he first appeared as Jin Zhanmo, but she was not sure yet.
"I didn't expect you to fake death, let alone come back from the dead." Thinking of him cheating himself into fake death, Wen Yan felt the fire in his heart rise.
She suffered for him, cried heartbrokenly for him, and even went on a hunger strike for several days and almost died.
If it weren't for the child in her belly, she might have lost her life due to excessive grief.
Fortunately for him, he actually faked his own death and watched her joke behind her back.
"Gu Jinmo, you must be happy when you see others in pain, right?" Wen Yan's voice was extremely cold, his tone was light, and there was a beautiful sneer on his red lips.
Gu Jinmo's eyes darkened, her thin lips pursed tightly, and there was a rare hint of flattery in her tone: "I didn't have any choice, and I didn't mean to lie to you."
"Oh..." Wen Yan nodded, the sarcasm on his lips not diminishing at all.
It was not intentional, but he still wore a mask in front of her, and used his identity as Jin Zhanmo to flirt with her, thus ruining her reputation.
What a last resort.
"I've said what I need to say. Although I won't marry Nangong Ye, I won't marry you either."
She had suffered enough from the pain of marriage and finally got out of the prison. She didn't want to get into another marriage, especially a marriage with Gu Jinmo.
She turned around, but Gu Jinmo, with quick eyes and quick hands, blocked her directly.
The man's chest was like an iron wall, and her forehead hit it. It was soft but a little tough, and she hit his chest muscles straight.
Wen Yan was stunned.
Gu Jinmo's soft voice sounded: "It was my fault before."
"What about my grandma?"
Wen Yan raised his head and asked directly: "When you protected Su Qianqian and hurt me, did you ever think about my feelings? My grandma died, but you still protected her at that time..."
Gu Jinmo pursed her lips and her eyes darkened: "On the one hand, I did protect Su Qianqian for Gu Jinxiao's sake, and on the other hand, it was also to protect you. You had no background at that time, and Su Caiyuan had already treated you
There is murderous intent."
"I can protect you on the surface, but privately, with Su Caiyuan's methods, I can't protect you."
Wen Yan stopped breathing, thinking of Su Caiyuan's kidnapping of him.
If Su Qianqian hadn't let her go because she was so hot-tempered, she might have really returned to her hometown.
She indeed had no background at that time, and could even be said to be a destitute. After the destitute died, even her family would not seek justice from Su Caiyuan.
"You mean...you wanted to protect me at that time?" Wen Yan's mood was very complicated.
Su Caiyuan is a snob. If it weren't for the "W" organization and her status as the fourth lady of the Xie family, Su Caiyuan would not even raise his eyes to look at her.
Su Caiyuan was originally from the underworld, and his power in that area should not be underestimated.
How many lives Su Qianqian took by using Su Caiyuan shows that Su Caiyuan can kill someone quietly.
What Gu Jinmo said is probably true.
Although she was not afraid of Su Caiyuan at all due to her status, in Gu Jinmo's view at that time, she had become a dangerous and desperate person.
"At that time, you and I were having marriage problems, and my position in the Gu Group was also in jeopardy. You told me that you had someone you liked, so I could only let go and thought of protecting you in the name of my family for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, I couldn't even
I can't even understand my own thoughts." His voice rose slightly at the end, with a bit of carelessness, and his voice came up in a low voice, which made his eardrums numb and the tips of his ears feel hot.
Wen Yan's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he suppressed it.
"Even so... I will never forgive you." She lowered her head, her voice choked with sobs, "Grandma is dead and will never come back."
If it hadn't been for him, grandma wouldn't have died so quickly.
"I'm sorry." Gu Jinmo leaned over heartbroken, suppressed his voice, and took off his mask, revealing that familiar handsome face.
Seeing this face, Wen Yan's many days of grievance and worry instantly turned into tears, which fell in gurgling streams.
Grievance and sadness surged over me, and tears fell from my cheeks like a ruthless machine.
Sad, how could she not be sad, she thought he was dead.
But he survived, and she was both happy and angry.
She was happy that he was still alive, but angry that he once again deceived her like a fool.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seeing her crying sadly, Gu Jinmo's bloodshot eyes were full of panic, and his gentle hands brushed her face.
Seeing her so sad made his heart hurt like a knife.