When the car was halfway there, the troops split into two groups. Nie Ziyang and others went to pick up Lu Jingqian, while Yan Mojiu returned to Jinli Garden to pick up Meng Mingxuan and her sister.

The celebration location is naturally the same old place.

When Yan Mojiu returned to the villa, Meng Mingxuan, Meng Mingyou and Beibei had already finished dinner. He walked over, picked up Beibei and held her up.

"Uncle." Beibei called sweetly.

Beibei likes to be held by the tall Yan Mojiu. Because of Qin Changan's leg problem, he can't hold Beibei while standing. Only children understand the joy of being lifted up high and playing flying.

"Your mouth is as sweet as your aunt's when she was a child." Yan Mojiu looked at Meng Mingxuan with a smile.

Meng Mingxuan's face turned slightly hot when she recalled how she had pestered a ten-year-old brother when she was little and even wanted to sleep with him.

"Sister, today is the day that Nie Ziyang and Lu Jingqian get their marriage certificate. There will be a celebration party in the evening." Yan Mojiu looked at Meng Mingyou, "But Beibei should not go to the bar."

Meng Mingyou smiled, "Beibei has been sleeping alone since she was one year old. Her father said that all children in the Qin family, whether boys or girls, must be independent. But there are cameras in Beibei's room, so she can talk to us at any time."

Yan Mojiu nodded, "It doesn't matter then."

After a pause, he asked, "Where's Qin San? Do you want to call him along?"

Meng Mingyou smiled but said nothing.

Yan Mojiu understood and put Beibei down. "I'm going to change my clothes first and then call Qin San. Wait for me for a few minutes."

Meng Mingxuan had met Old Man Yan, and Meng Mingyou had just returned from the Qin family's villa, so he didn't even need to change his clothes.

Only Yan Mojiu, who had been to the Nie family, was dressed in a cool black outfit to scare people, and he knew very well that Meng Mingxuan didn't like him.

She likes gentleness.

So when I walked in, I didn't even get a hug of love.

Meng Mingxuan had no idea that Yan Mojiu was thinking so much. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Mojiu's back, and she only came back to her senses when Meng Mingyou pinched her face.

"It's drawn." Meng Mingyou looked teasingly.

Meng Mingxuan thought for a moment and said, "I have read my sister's diary."

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"I can still recite a lot of the content, for example, when you looked at me and smiled, the love in my heart quietly blossomed, like the cherry blossoms in March, pink and warm. This must be the sweetness of first love..."

Meng Mingxuan's mouth was covered by Meng Mingyou.

Beibei looked at her mother and aunt, wondering what interesting games they were playing.

"Forget all that." Meng Mingyou calmly let go of his hand, "I'll send Beibei back first and explain to the servants."

Meng Mingxuan looked at Meng Mingyou's back and blinked.

Yan Mojiu changed into a set of casual clothes and went downstairs. Seeing Meng Mingxuan sitting and watching TV, he walked over and sat next to her, "Do you miss me?"

Meng Mingxuan turned her head to look at 놛. 놛's hair was a little longer than when she was in Lincheng, and she looked very stylish. The white casual outfit concealed the sharpness and coldness in 놛's bones.

Her sister was not around, so she kissed 놛’s lips.

"I think about you every second after we separated."

After she finished speaking, her face turned a little red.

This sentence was actually from her sister's diary. She hadn't finished reading it just now because her sister covered her mouth, so she took it out to coax her sister.

Yan Mojiu was obviously coaxed. He moved sideways to grab her waist, hooked her into his arms, and pressed his thin lips against her to kiss her thoroughly.

Meng Mingxuan felt a little uncomfortable with 놛's tenderness. She raised her hands to hook them around 놛's neck, making soft humming sounds.

Yan Mojiu tightened his grip and sighed as he left her lips, "Don't hook me."

"It was obviously you who seduced me." How could he turn the tables?

"How did I hook you?"

"You hooked me with your tenderness."

“…”

Yan Mojiu took his hands off her waist, held her face and kissed her, "You have such a sweet mouth. This is the reward I deserve for being ignored on the second day of my wedding."

Meng Mingxuan opened her hazy eyes and asked, "How did I ignore you?"

She replies to messages immediately and responds to everything. How could she be indifferent?

"I didn't hug you when I came in."

"..." Meng Mingxuan was speechless, "You didn't hug Beibei as soon as you came in? Then how can I hug you?"

"I put Beibei down later, and you didn't come to hug me."

"Didn't you see that my sister was sitting next to me?" Meng Mingxuan felt both amused and helpless.

"My sister won't be jealous." So what does it matter?

“…”

She couldn't explain it to 놛.

"Remember to hug me next time, even if I'm not wearing white clothes." Yan Mojiu asked in her ear, unable to tolerate being ignored by her.

"Okay." Meng Mingxuan now agrees to whatever Li asks of her.

What does this have to do with white clothes?

"Let's go, let's go outside and wait for sister." Yan Mojiu let go of her, stood up, and held his hand out to her.

Meng Mingxuan nodded, held 놛's hand, stood up, followed 놛 out of the villa, and got into the car first.

Xu Li got out of the car and waited at the door of Meng Mingyou's villa. After a while, Meng Mingyou came out, quickly followed Xu Li to the car and sat in the passenger seat.

In fact, the night view tonight is no different from usual, but Meng Mingxuan intertwined her fingers with the person next to her and looked at the scenery outside the car window, and felt that the night view tonight was very beautiful.

On the side of the wide road, the lonely street lamps look handsome and tall.

Meng Mingyou lowered his head and chatted with Qin Changan on WeChat, with the corners of his mouth twitching from time to time.

Yan Mojiu's gaze was always on Meng Mingxuan's profile, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Time flows quietly in this quiet warmth.

…

At around 9 o'clock in the evening, the large business box was full of people, including those who had come to celebrate the wedding of Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan yesterday.

"Brother Jiu has set a good example. Brother Ziyang followed suit and got the marriage certificate. Brother Jun will be the next one..."

The person who was speaking was touched by the person next to him.

Everyone knows that Tang Jun’s fiancée was snatched away by Tang Yan’s illegitimate son, and they have been going out together in the past few days to make a name for themselves in the social circle.

Tang Jun seemed not to hear and drank calmly.

Fortunately, Qin Changan walked in at this time and the atmosphere was quietly resolved.

Meng Mingyou frowned, stood up and helped her up, "Don't you want these legs anymore?"

"Yes." Qin Changan borrowed some of her energy and slowly walked towards the booth. "It's okay to walk a few steps. The doctor said that you should try to walk a few steps occasionally. I sat down immediately."

Meng Mingyou knew the man's self-esteem, so she didn't say anything. She even knew in her heart that he was trying to save her face.

After Qin Changan sat down, the people in the box greeted him one after another. Even though the third Qin had a bad leg, he was a more prestigious figure in the Qin family than the heir. With just one word from him, Old Man Qin would do it for him at the cost of his old face.

After all, these legs were crippled in order to save Mr. Qin.

But 놛 has never appeared in any occasion in the Beijing circle until today.

After some inevitable scenes in the circle, Lu Jingqian, the heroine of today, suggested playing a dice game. Everyone naturally responded. How could they have fun if they didn't play games when drinking?

Yan Mojiu was watching as if it had nothing to do with him. As long as these people didn't cheat, they could drink a few more glasses of alcohol. But when Meng Mingxuan joined the game, he realized that things were not going to be easy.

The opponent was obviously an expert, and Meng Mingxuan kept losing.

She drank two cups, and when she picked up the third cup, Yan Mojiu held her wrist.

"Didn't you say I can't drink for you?" Yan Mojiu raised his arm and put it around Meng Mingxuan's shoulder with a sense of sovereignty.

"There is no rule. Brother Nine and Sister-in-law are one and the same. Brother Nine drinks and Sister-in-law drinks."

"Okay, she plays and I drink." Yan Mojiu picked up the glass of wine with his right hand and drank it.

Meng Mingxuan and Lu Jingqian exchanged a "yeah" look.

Yan Mojiu slightly turned his eyes, glanced at Meng Mingxuan, and then looked at Lu Jingqian.

Lu Jingqian quickly turned around to talk to Nie Ziyang. Meng Mingxuan withdrew her gaze without noticing and continued to start the next round with the master on the opposite side.