Mo Yiyun said, "I will take your suggestion into consideration."
Feng Guang laughed, "If you want to promote Luo Chenxi, just do it directly. You don't need to use me as an excuse. Now look what's happened. Our engagement is over. I announced during the live broadcast that the person I was going to marry was Wen Qiong. Your parents must hate me to death now."
After all, her engagement to Mo Yiyun was agreed upon by both families. By breaking the agreement, she was essentially slapping the faces of Mo's parents.
"They wouldn't dare cause you any trouble." Mo Yiyun's expression softened somewhat; at least in terms of breaking off the engagement, he had to thank Feng Guang.
Perhaps the Mo family has the resources to fight the Xia family, but now that the Wen family has gotten involved, choosing to be enemies with the Xia family would be a very unwise decision. Since ancient times, the common people have not fought with officials. The Wen family does not mingle in the business world, but they hold a pivotal position in the political arena.
Feng Guang smiled and placed the two wedding invitations on the table in front of Mo Yiyun. "Welcome to my wedding on the fifteenth of this month. There's another one; please pass it on to Yu Shu. Perhaps we can be considered friends."
"Um."
"Of course, I won't object if you bring Luo Chenxi along."
Mo Yiyun heard her phone ring again and said coldly, "You should leave."
This was the fifth time the alarm had been sounded in just half an hour, but she seemed not to hear it at all.
"What's the rush? Men shouldn't be spoiled." Feng Guang shrugged. She was indifferent to Wen Qiong, her rightful fiancé. However, after that indifference, she still stood up. "I'm leaving. See you at my wedding, my ex-fiancé."
Mo Yiyun remained indifferent to her childish teasing.
Shortly after Feng Guang left his office, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and, with a rare sense of curiosity, saw the man standing downstairs.
The man's aura was extremely quiet, so quiet that it was like a still, stagnant pool of water, devoid of any sign of life.
But then the girl appeared.
He looked at her and smiled slightly, as if he had come back to life in front of this girl.
Mo Yiyun had never met anyone like this before. Even if some people said he was cold-hearted, he was still a living, breathing person. This man, on the other hand, looked very gentle, which seemed to be the opposite of Mo Yiyun's own cold nature, but he had a strange feeling about it.
His nature was even colder than mine.
His intuition was right. The man downstairs named Wen Qiong seemed to sense something. He looked up and his gaze met Mo Yiyun's.
Wen Qiong, who was holding Feng Guang in his arms, smiled amicably. Behind Feng Guang's back, when she couldn't see him, he slightly raised his hand, and there was a pendant on his hand.
Mo Yiyun, standing by the window, froze, because he recognized the pendant as Luo Chenxi's constant companion, and realized that the man was threatening him.
What are you threatening him about?
Mo Yiyun unconsciously looked at the scenery, which she knew nothing about.
“The scenery…” Wen Qiong withdrew her gaze and said softly, “According to our agreement, if you no longer love me, I will choose death as you requested. I will not lie to you.”
“I know.” Feng Guang raised his eyes. “And even if you die, I will live on.”
"But... Fengguang will try her best to love me, just as I have been trying my best to restrain my feelings of wanting to imprison Fengguang."
No one knows how effective this effort will be.
At worst, we'll just die together before we're imprisoned.
Fengguang's smile was as alluring as a poppy. "Let's go home."
He said gently, "Okay."
Whether it was him or her, there was far too much darkness hidden in their smiling eyes.
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