Except for the time when he was drunk by design, Yan Mo was very self-controlled.
But Meng Mingxuan was so enthusiastic tonight that he couldn't help but lose his sense of propriety.
The two of them tangled together almost until dawn.
After cleaning Meng Mingxuan, he tucked her into the quilt, wrapped her up, looked at her swollen red lips, bent down and kissed her with pity.
foolish.
Do you really think he is a saint and have to challenge his self-control?
Meng Mingxuan slept in the morning, and Yan Mo was called away by a phone call from the old house. He put a note on her phone as usual and placed it in the place closest to her, then got up, changed his clothes and left Jinli Garden.
When he arrived at the old house, Yan Mo unexpectedly saw Commander Chen, Chen Yunkai, and Yan Zheng.
"Grandpa, Uncle Chen." He glanced past Yan Zheng and nodded slightly.
Yan Zheng: “…”
At least call him Minister Yan.
"Little one, come and sit next to me. Commander Chen said he wants you to make a decision on something." Old Master Yan was really curious about what Commander Chen wanted his little one to make a decision on.
"Okay." Yan Mo roughly guessed it.
He sat next to Old Man Yan and looked at Commander Chen, "Uncle Chen."
Commander Chen smiled and said, "Little girl, after the news of your and Mingxuan's wedding on New Year's Day spread, they submitted an application to the higher-ups, hoping to attend your wedding in plain clothes. The higher-ups received a few applications, and considering our relationship, plus I received two applications, the higher-ups asked me to ask you if you want them to come."
them?
Mr. Yan and Yan Zheng, including the old butler beside them, all looked at Yan Mo at the same time.
Yan Mo smiled faintly, "Uncle Chen, please tell them that my father has passed away for many years, and they have helped me secretly enough. There is no need for them to attend my wedding. They have more important missions and it is not convenient for them to appear in such a public occasion."
Commander Chen's smile grew wider. "I knew Xiaoxiao wouldn't agree, but Xiaoxiao can't refuse their kindness, so I suggest that they send a representative who can show up, bring their wishes and come to support you and Mingxuan. What do you think?"
Yan Mo's eyes moved slightly, and after a moment he nodded, "Okay, but I hope Uncle Chen will ask them to come to me and Mingxuan as my father's disciples."
"Okay, then let them arrive as Professor Cui's disciples." Commander Chen was very happy.
Commander Chen and Chen Yunkai sat for a while, and after chatting with Old Man Yan, they stood up and said goodbye.
The old butler and Yan Mozhi sent Commander Chen and his son into the car.
"Master, you are really a hidden talent." The old housekeeper smiled.
"You are the same." Yan Mo looked sideways at the old housekeeper, "Spending all the family wealth and hiding the merits and fame."
“…”
The old housekeeper's forehead was throbbing, and he walked forward quickly.
Yan Mo looked at the old butler's back as he walked in front of him for the first time and chuckled softly.
Even though light cannot shine in every dark place, darkness will never defeat light.
Yan Mo returned to the old house and sat down again. Old Man Yan and Yan Zheng looked at him in unison.
"Are those people Commander Chen just mentioned Professor Cui's disciples?" asked Old Man Yan.
"Father has sponsored many students, which comes from Grandpa Cui's words and deeds." Yan Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip. "This is the reason why father was able to hide in Lincheng with mother for so long. At that time, there were many disciples of Grandpa Cui in the political circles of Lincheng. After mother married to Kyoto, father has been committed to academic research and continued to sponsor talented students. And these students sponsored by father have entered various fields through their own efforts and become pillars of the country. After my father passed away, they secretly took care of me a lot, otherwise I would not have been able to stand at the top of Lincheng so quickly."
Mr. Yan sighed in his heart, "Professor Cui is such a great and outstanding person."
"You asked him to teach first." The old housekeeper interjected.
“…”
Although my face is not tender, it still hurts when I get beaten.
Yan Mo glanced at Yan Zheng and said, "Even though I have the blood of the Yan family in my body, in my heart, I am the son of Yan Shicheng, whose real name is Cui Hesong. On my father's tombstone, my name is Cui. Because my father has eight adopted sons, I am actually the youngest."
Yan Zheng was silent for a long time, "After I die, can you carve the words Yan Mo on my tombstone?"
Xiao 깇, leave it to Cui Hesong.
As for indifference, leave it to him.
He deserves it.
Yan Mo put down the teacup. "Before my father died, he told me that although Yan Bu was sorry for my mother, he was worthy of the country. Based on my father's last words, I agree to Yan Bu's request just now."
"Thank you, at least I won't be without a son to see me off to the end of my life." Yan Zheng said with a smile.
Yan Mo's expression was gentle. "Don't worry. With your position, even if you don't have a son to see you off, the people will bury you."
“…………”
New Year's Day arrives as scheduled.
Old Master Yan and Yan Zheng sat in festively decorated seats. The usually serious superiors had joyful and gentle smiles on their faces, which made all the dignitaries and celebrities in Kyoto who were present relax.
Meng Mingxuan was wearing a bright red wedding gown, and the door slowly opened.
As her elder sister, Meng Mingyou took her by the hand and walked step by step towards Yan Moxiao who was waiting in front of her in the same bright red wedding dress.
"Yan Mo, I'm Meng Mingyou, and the one I'm holding in my hand is my precious sister Meng Mingxuan. Our parents named us Hemerocallis after the forget-me-not grass, hoping that we two sisters would live a bright and carefree life. Now Meng Mingyou solemnly hands Meng Mingxuan over to you, and I wish you happiness and a long life together."
Every word Meng Mingyou spoke carried a deep meaning, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Mo was even more so.
Yan Mo took Meng Mingxuan's hand from hers and held it tightly. "Thank you for your blessing, sister. We will."
Rose petals fell from the sky, circling around the two of them.
Extremely beautiful.
Commander Chen was quite excited as it was his first time to be the master of ceremonies. He picked up the microphone and spoke in a louder voice than usual: "I bow to heaven and earth——"
…
Lincheng.
As night falls, a stern-looking man in a black suit sits on a bench in the park, blending into the night.
There was a sound of approaching footsteps.
"Master, the eldest lady still refuses to eat." Xu Li reported with his head lowered.
Yan Mo curled up his fingers and replied indifferently after a moment: "Give me a nutrient injection."
"…Master 깇, I am not 깊꿛."
Who can hold the young lady down? Unless the master takes action himself, the doctor will dare to treat her.
Yan Mo stood up.
Xu Li unconsciously took a step back.
"If you don't do it, I have to do it?" Yan Mo stared at Xu Li's forehead, which seemed to be sweating. "Do you think I did it? Huh? I shouldn't have locked her up. As a brother, I should happily send her and her body to Yin Ting and wish them a happy marriage?"
“…”
"Brother." Yan Mo kicked over the bench, his eyes cold and fierce, "Who wants to be her brother!"
He really hated...
Yan Mo's violent nature eventually disappeared when the past came to his mind.
He can't.
He couldn't do that to her.
She would hate him.
Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng will hate him to death.
And Meng Mingyou, who died for him, would hate him even more.
Yan Mo closed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around, and said, "Forget it, I'll go back and coax her."
Xu Li followed behind him, thinking that if Grandpa could coax girls, he would be a god, but every time they would start fighting without any explanation.
Xu Li noticed that his grandfather stopped and his eyes fell on a book on the ground.
Well?
Who dropped a book?
Yan Mo bent down and picked up the book from the ground.
There are a few big words on the cover of the book: Roses will not let him down.
Protagonists: Yan Mo, Meng Mingxuan.
As if by some strange coincidence, Yan Mo opened the first page of the book, his eyes slowly fell on the words, and he started to read.
Xu Li: “???”
Why is Grandpa reading a book?
It's still a book I picked up.
magic.
Half an hour later, Yan Mo closed the book in his pocket and frowned slightly.
He suddenly looked at Xu Li, "Do you think Mingxuan might have misunderstood that her sister and I are lovers?"
Although I don't know which crazy author wrote a book with him and Mingxuan as the protagonists, this is indeed what is written in the book.
Xu Li was stunned. "Not really. Although we all thought you and Miss Mingyou were a couple at first, didn't Miss Mingyou talk to Xu Kan later? If not for the two of them... Well, now we are all drinking their wedding wine."
Yan Mo's eyes moved slightly. The book said that Xu Kan was not dead, and returned to the Ye family in Kyoto to be a young master. Meng Mingyou was not dead, and was rescued by three people from the Qin family.
After a long time, Yan Mo closed his eyes again.
He must be driving Mingxuan crazy.
How can I believe a made-up book?
"Let's go." Yan Mo walked towards home.
His Mingxuan was waiting for him at home.
[The main text is finished, and the subsequent if-line extra chapters are to be updated.] 】
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