Yan Mojiu kissed her hard, his arms tightly wrapped around Meng Mingxuan's waist, hooking her lips and tongue, robbing her of her air.
Meng Mingxuan's breathing was extremely rapid, but she did not forget to put her hands holding the two marriage certificates on Yan Mojiu's chest.
She was afraid that the marriage certificate would fall to the ground.
"Xuan Xuan!"
This scene was like a steel knife stabbing into Yan Yuting's heart, and his eyes were so red that they almost bled.
Xu Li brought two bodyguards to stop Yan Yuting and prevented him from getting any closer.
When Meng Mingxuan heard Yan Yuting's voice, she subconsciously wanted to push Yan Mojiu away, but he pinched her waist so hard that it hurt.
She had no choice but to give up pushing him and passively raised her head to endure his pressure.
"Yan Mojiu! Let Xuanxuan go! You are not allowed to kiss her! You are not allowed to kiss her..."
Yan Mojiu hugged Meng Mingxuan and kissed her as if no one was around. He kissed her until she became limp in his arms, with her body supported entirely by the strength of his arms.
As the kiss came to an end, he slowed down his pace and touched her lips again and again as if to soothe her.
"Don't blame me for losing control, blame you for calling me husband. That's too tempting for me." Yan Mojiu said, blaming the person behind the loss.
Meng Mingxuan was speechless, "Didn't you ask me to scream?"
"Did I say that?"
Meng Mingxuan was speechless as she thought back to the past. He had indeed not asked her to call him husband, but his words clearly meant...
Never mind, she couldn't argue with him.
"My neck is so sore..." Meng Mingxuan snuggled into his arms.
"I kissed you, so I'm responsible." Yan Mojiu raised his hand, placed it on the back of her neck, and pinched it gently.
Meng Mingxuan took a while to relax, feeling the energy that was kissed away returning to her body, and then she raised her head from his arms and looked at...
Her eyes were covered by a big hand.
"Who do you want to see?"
"...I didn't want to see anyone." She answered helplessly in the dark.
She just felt weird.
How did Yan Yuting know that she was getting the marriage certificate with Yan Mojiu today?
"It's a happy day, don't look at dirty things." Yan Mojiu loosened his hand and turned her face back into his arms.
Meng Mingxuan didn't move and responded softly. She was so obedient that Yan Mojiu's heart softened.
Yan Yuting saw that Yan Mojiu would control Meng Mingxuan even if she looked at him, but Meng Mingxuan was so well behaved and actually listened to him. His heart felt like it was soaked in the frying pan of the eighteenth level of hell, and the pain was unbearable for him.
"Yan Mojiu, you are really despicable. You were afraid that Xuanxuan would come back to me, so you couldn't wait to tie her down with the marriage certificate. You never dared to compete with me openly."
It's the same in this life.
Obviously he and Xuanxuan were married, but they captured his mother, arranged for Lu Hui and Yu Tiantian to keep an eye on him and Xuanxuan, and threatened him that if he touched a hair of Xuanxuan, his mother would suffer.
"Fair and aboveboard?" Yan Mojiu gently pressed Meng Mingxuan's head with his palm, and his sharp eyes pierced through Yan Yuting's angry face, "You are also qualified to tell me fair and aboveboard?"
Yan Yuting was stabbed in the heart. He knew better than anyone how he approached Meng Mingxuan in the first place.
"I raised this girl with my own hands. I know her. If she hadn't been hurt extremely by you, she wouldn't have left you."
Yan Yuting's face suddenly turned as pale as a ghost.
He recalled the three years of marriage in his dream that caused Meng Mingxuan to collapse and become depressed.
Yan Mojiu picked up Meng Mingxuan and said in a casual and cold tone: "You have no chance."
Yan Yuting stood on the steps, watching Meng Mingxuan hugging Yan Mojiu's neck obediently, as if saying something in Yan Mojiu's ear.
He suddenly realized how Meng Mingxuan felt in his past life when she saw him and Yu Tiantian going out together.
It turns out that it is so painful.
It hurts so much.
The entrance to the Civil Affairs Bureau suddenly became bustling with activity. A long line of luxury cars drove in, their hoods decorated with romantic love-shaped roses symbolizing a newlywed couple.
“There they are!”
"Don't let them get away!"
A group of handsome men and beautiful women ran over and surrounded Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan who were about to get out of the car.
"It's really not nice of you to get married without telling us."
"If I hadn't gone to Jinli Garden to look for Brother Jiu, I wouldn't have known that Brother Jiu and his wife had come to get the marriage certificate."
"Yes, yes, you have made the greatest contribution."
"Brother Jiu, it's your turn to treat me to dinner today, right?"
A group of people were talking at the same time, like the chirping of sparrows.
Yan Mojiu's usually stern expression now seemed very indulgent. He looked at the embarrassed Meng Mingxuan in his arms and said, "It seems that we can't avoid being slaughtered."
"You don't need this little money." Meng Mingxuan said with a smile.
"I am married now and I have to ask my wife for permission to spend every penny."
“…”
"Do you approve, wife?" Yan Mojiu put her down with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, please approve it quickly!"
The others started to boo.
Meng Mingxuan still hadn't adjusted to her new identity, her face flushed, and she nodded calmly, "Approved."
"Long live sister-in-law!"
Everyone cheered.
Nie Ziyang had already arranged a large business room in the luxurious club, with wedding cakes, flowers, balloons and other things, and it should be almost decorated by now.
The sense of ritual is important.
Their ninth brother has been looking forward to this day for many years.
After getting the consent of Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan, everyone returned to the car and headed towards the club in a mighty manner.
"I'll go take care of something later. You can go play with Lu Jingqian and the others."
After the car started, Yan Mojiu held Meng Mingxuan on his lap.
"Okay." Meng Mingxuan didn't actually want to celebrate. If she were to live her life again, she would rather enjoy her world of two with Yan Mojiu.
All the ethereal prosperity and beauty of the world that she once cared about could no longer compare to the man in front of her.
Yan Mojiu's phone was vibrating frantically.
He took a moment to take a look and hung up.
"If you are busy, I'll take you to the company first." Meng Mingxuan thought it was a call from the company.
"It's the old man, ignore it."
Meng Mingxuan paused and said, "I can't help you with anything."
Old Master Yan doesn't like her as his granddaughter-in-law.
"Who said that?" Yan Mojiu took her hand and pushed it down, "Only you can help me with this."
“…”
The feeling made Meng Mingxuan's cheeks instantly hot.
She hastily pulled it back.
"You can do it yourself." She looked at the scenery outside the car window, trying to calm her raging heartbeat.
"You know all this?" Yan Mojiu smiled and rested his chin on her shoulder, his thin lips touching her earlobe, "When did you peek at your brother?"
“…”
She didn't.
Yan Mojiu turned her face back and said, "We must respect the old generation's dross ideas."
"?"
“And then ignore them.”
“…”
Meng Mingxuan couldn't help laughing out loud. She rubbed his face and said, "Why do I feel like the one I knew before was a fake Brother Nine?"
"To care about you and to be cared about by you are, of course, two different feelings."
Yan Mojiu's teasing made Meng Mingxuan laugh again.
He looked at her bright smile, his eyes gradually darkening, and pressed her towards him.
"Mingxuan, you must be as firm as your brother."
After Yan Mojiu finished speaking, he gently kissed her lips.
Meng Mingxuan suddenly felt a bitter feeling in her heart.
She didn't dare to imagine how sad he must have been in his previous life, even though he was so determined.
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