"Wan Nuo, I set a time limit of three years for myself."
"In these three years, I will do my best to help you get everything you want."
"In return, please pretend to love me."
"If you still don't love me on our wedding anniversary in three years, we'll get divorced."
"If you are willing to enter this cage, sign this contract and participate in this project with Mao Gu."
After saying this, Landy Wen turned around and left without any hesitation.
It seemed that in her relationship with Wan Nuo, the one being humbly loved was not her.
Wan Nuo sat in the wheelchair in a daze, looking as miserable as a stray dog.
After planning for over a month on how to cancel the engagement, the baby died in the womb.
for a long time.
He sighed dejectedly, "Old Lin, am I really useless?"
Special Assistant Lin considered the matter carefully and replied cautiously, "Mr. Wan, under your leadership, Wansheng Group has flourished and is now a major player in the business world."
"As for the emotional aspect, I can only say that the opponent is too strong."
"No one else could have won."
"I'd like to advise you to cherish the people around you and not gamble with the company's fate."
These words brought him a little comfort, as if he had a legitimate reason for his emotional betrayal and failure.
Returning to the hotel, he locked himself in his room, feeling entangled, tormented, and in pain...
A week later.
He decided to give it a try.
Without power and status, you may be lacking in material things, but you will not die.
But, without Qiqi, he really couldn't survive.
He packed up, put on the clothes he wore when he confessed his love to Hua Qi, and came to Shuiyun Village.
It just so happened that Fu Jiusi brought Baxi to play at the doorstep.
The first time Wan Nuo saw this fluffy white puppy, he thought of Qiqi.
They say dogs follow their masters, and this is really true.
This little Samoyed, with his head tilted and a curious look on his face, has a lot of Qiqi's charm.
Wan Nuo got out of the car with difficulty with the help of Assistant Lin.
His weak legs couldn't stop shaking.
Even so, you can't sit in a wheelchair, you have to stand!
He ignored Fu Jiusi, looked up at the third floor, and shouted, "Qiqi!"
"I love you!"
"I'm willing to give up everything and live here with you!"
Hua Qi hid behind the curtains and looked at him.
That school uniform brought back memories of seven years ago.
Fu Jiusi originally didn't take Wan Nuo seriously.
However, this dress really caught his eyes.
He raised his leg and kicked Wan Nuo into the car.
In front of Wan Nuo, he called the old man and put the speakerphone on.
The other end picked up immediately, and the old voice was full of surprise, "Ayue, you finally agreed..."
"Tell your grandson to go back to the imperial capital." Fu Jiusi's voice was low, cold and angry.
“!!!” Wan Nuo’s pupils trembled.
Shock, doubt, disbelief...
A variety of expressions flashed across his face, ultimately ending in despair.
Grandpa was still scolding him on the phone.
He covered his chest with his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his other hand.
He bowed his head to Fu Jiusi respectfully yet unconvincedly, and called out in a mosquito-like voice, "Uncle."
Special Assistant Lin was terrified and bowed 90 degrees, almost throwing his glasses off.
"Don't worry, Second Young Master, I will bring the Young Master back to the imperial capital."
After saying that, he trotted around to the driver's seat, got in the car and escaped.
Fu Jiusi turned around and glanced at the third floor. The figure was still there in the gap between the curtains.
He took out his cell phone, logged into his email, and replied to the email he had sent her a week ago.
After clicking send, he exited his mailbox and waved to Baxi, "Going home."
When I returned to the living room, Hua Qi just came down the stairs.
Maybe she has read the email, and now the way she looks at him is different.
She scratched her forehead uncomfortably, "What did you...say to make him leave?"
Fu Jiusi looked at her with a faint smile, "We got married, and you're pregnant with twins."
Hua Qi rolled his eyes at him, walked to the sofa, and handed him a check.
"That uncle wrote me back."
"He... asked me to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow."
"Let's call it a day."
Fu Jiusi took the check and glanced at the amount, then looked up at her. "Is Lawyer Hua so generous?"
Hua Qi deliberately avoided his sight, but wanted to look at him more.
"Count the cost of your previous purchases, the clothes in your closet, and so on."
"Anyway, this is what you deserve."
"Thank you," Fu Jiusi put away the check, stood up and left.
He left without looking back!
The person who sticks to her like a dog-skin plaster every day just leaves without saying anything!
He doesn't insist, and I should be happy, so why do I feel empty inside?
She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
The next day, at nine in the morning.
Hua Qi arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau ten minutes early as agreed in the email.
The closer it got to the agreed time, the more restless she became.
Getting married with a man you have never met is an extremely absurd and risky thing.
Is it worth it just to save face?
Just then, a black Cullinan drove slowly and stopped steadily in front of her.
The car window slowly rolled down, and that familiar face came into her eyes.
In the few seconds that the two looked at each other, various possibilities flashed through her mind.
The expression on her face was as wonderful as Wan Nuo's yesterday.
Fu Jiusi got out of the car and put his arm around her waist. "Honey, how big a red envelope do you plan to give to your nephew?"
Hua Qi couldn't believe it, but had to believe it.
I couldn't accept this fact for a while.
Almost instinctively, she turned and left.
Fu Jiusi picked her up by the waist and stuffed her into the car.
"We haven't had our breakup sex last night yet, let's make up for it before we get the marriage certificate."
"Fu Jiusi!" Hua Qi scolded, biting his collarbone angrily.
A low laugh escaped his throat, and he jokingly said, "Call me uncle."
"Once we get the marriage certificate, you'll have to call me husband."
Hua Qi was like a grumpy little kitten, hitting, scratching and biting him madly under him.
Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes uncontrollably.
Fu Jiusi lowered his head and kissed away her tears.
"Qibao, you like me, right?"
Hua Qi held his face and kissed him.
This was the first time she kissed him while she was sober!
Fu Jiusi was stunned for two seconds.
Then, the surging love turned into kisses, pouring down like an overwhelming force.
The atmosphere in the car gradually heated up and people took off more and more clothes.
Mo Chi, who was hiding in the corner and peeping, patted Wu Qian's shoulder and sighed, "Ninth brother has a good waist!"
"Even a car of that size can shake! What a waist!"
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