The Fake Flash Marriage of a Wealthy Family Is Really Done

Excerpt 1: "Xu Nianqing?" The man's black eyebrows were frowning, and there were unruly lines on his face, "Miss Mo, I need to remind you. This black and white letter has passed both your eyes and the hands of the lawyer. There is a limit to pretending to be crazy in the name of a car accident, pretending to be someone else. But you will be punished by the law. Be careful, Sister Xu will sue you for infringement." Seeing his proud look, Xu Nianqing burst out with anger in his chest. He raised his right hand and slapped him on the cheek. The red fingerprints were raised and the man's face instantly turned into black lines. . . . . . Excerpt 2: In the luxurious Sapphire Hotel, men and women from the upper class were dancing elegantly. Shen Jianzhi picked up the Erguotou beside him and drank it in one gulp. With his eyes reddened, he arbitrarily pulled Xu Nianqing aside and forced her to look at him. "Tell me, is that the man who makes you yearn for him?" Xu Nianqing looked at Mo Ruinan not far away, and tears fell heavily. Her brother Mo was so close but couldn't be touched or touched. When can he return to the past? "Wow". The sound of the goblet falling to the ground was heard, and everyone hurriedly stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the protagonist of the incident. Shen Jianzhi didn't feel everyone's gaze at all, and his eyes seemed to be filled with blazing fire. "Tell me, is it him?" "Pa" red fingerprints remained on his crimson cheeks. She once again proved with her actions that she "doesn't love" him. Excerpt 3: In early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, mixed with the drizzle of light rain, Xu Nianqing took the lily and walked out of the car with difficulty with a big belly. The black marble pavement is clean and unstained by the rain. She limped along three or five steps away, looking at the person on the tombstone in the quiet time as if centuries had passed. The black and white photo showed a handsome face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, sexy lips, a high bridge of nose, and fair skin. A line of gilded regular script on the black marble tombstone is particularly eye-catching: If you don't bring it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. There is nothing left except love for me. -Confessions of Qin San, the prodigal son of Huacong. The sound of Didi sounded, and Xu Nianqing knew who it was without turning around. Suddenly there were two hands on her waist, accompanied by a sweet voice, "Honey, Zai Zai and I will be jealous when we look at other men. Let's go home." The child in her belly kicked her as if she was ordered. She shook her head, put down the bouquet in her hand and walked out of the sea of ​​flowers with him. She should never smell that lavender scent again in her life. PS: I am a child with incompetent introductions, welcome to jump into the trap, simple stories, simple men and women, simple love. This is the story of Xu MM and Shen GG and him, her, and him!