The day of the funeral.
The sky is gray and green, with light rain.
Jiang Yueqing was wearing a long black velvet dress. She used her delicate body to protect her 7-year-old brother, and she faced relatives who came to collect debts alone.
The little face that looked like moonlight was full of exhaustion.
Seeing that the funeral was about to be ruined, a man suddenly walked in outside the door, causing the entire venue to fall silent.
Black clothes, short hair.
The outline is cold and sharp.
He was as tall as a giant wolf.
Jiang Yueqing thought that the other party was also here to collect debts, and was so frightened that her tears got stuck in her lower eyelashes.
She watched blankly as the other person stopped in front of her, raised her arm, slightly bent her knuckles, and caught the shaky tear.
"Don't cry."
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It turned out that the man who came in on the day of the funeral was the famous Mr. Huo from Jincheng. I heard that he had relied on many shady means to get to where he was today.
The other party offered to protect her and her brother, but only if he needed a wife with a clean identity.
The two quickly received their certificates.
At first Jiang Yueqing was afraid of him, but over time, she found that Huo Wenwei, as her husband, was unexpectedly considerate and measured.
He gradually relaxed his vigilance.
One time when a man came back with an injury, she held gauze to help him deal with it, but he grabbed her hand instead.
The contrast between their skin colors was sharp. His arms were twice as thick as hers, and the tight muscles seemed to be restraining something.
"Are you sure you can take responsibility for your actions?"
Jiang Yueqing didn't understand at first, but when she saw something, she blushed instantly.
It turns out that men also have desires for her.
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Everyone thought that Huo Wenwei took Jiang Yueqing away just on a whim, picking up a sparrow that had been caught in the rain and keeping it as a pet.
Until a video leaked out, Jiang Yueqing, wearing a cherry pink cheongsam, was pinched into the arms of a tall man in a black windbreaker and kissed passionately.
It didn't take long.
Huo Wenwei went off in person and posted wedding photos: [My little moon, @]
No one knows that Huo Wenwei has been waiting since before.
When he has absolute rights, he will hold his moon in his arms and will not let go until death.
Intention: Bravely pursue love