"This... "Is it suitable?" Bai Yihui was a little uncertain, "Qingyun, she ..." She probably hates me. "

"Madam, you don’t have to worry about Qingyun, the CEO lied to her for so long, just let the CEO settle this." "You, please rest up and prepare tea with your daughter-in-law." Qiu Ye said with a smile.

Bai Ci Hui did not have any room to object. She was initially worried that Su Chen would be angry with her, but now that her son had given up on her, she, as his mother, would be too heartless if she continued to stop him.

Moreover, although this Luo Qingyun was a nobody, after being in contact with her for such a long time, especially after seeing that she gave birth to Su Chen Hao’s daughter and painstakingly waited for him without any complaints, it would be a lie to say that she didn’t dare to make a move.

Finally, she revealed a kind smile and patted the back of Su Chen Hao’s hand: "Chen Hao, hurry over to Qingyun’s place. Don’t worry about the wedding, I won’t let my daughter-in-law down."

"Thanks, Mom!" At that moment, a faint smile appeared on Su Chen’s face. The word ’mother’ made tears flash in Bai Ci’s eyes. She knew that the enmity between them had been completely resolved at that moment.

In the apartment.

At 10 PM.

The two children had already gone to bed.

Luo Qingyun was tired from sitting on the bed and reading. She also lied down and fell asleep in a daze.

Just as she was half asleep, she suddenly felt as if a familiar palm was caressing her cheek.

She, who usually slept very lightly, was awakened and slowly opened her eyes.

Under the dim light, a familiar face entered her sight. When she saw the person before her, she was both surprised and happy. "Chen Hao, is that you?"

"It’s me." The other party answered her with a gentle voice.

"How could you ..." Luo Qingyun wanted to ask why he was here, but she soon laughed at herself, "I must be dreaming right now, otherwise how could you be here."

Su Chen Hao looked at her bitter smile and held her hand, allowing her soft hand to rest on his burning chest.

"Putong! Putong!" Powerful and extremely rhythmic thumping sounds shook in her palm. This feeling was very real and reliable.

"Chen Hao, is it really you? I... I’m not dreaming? " Luo Qingyun was so excited that she instantly sat up from the bed and looked at the man in front of her. Her pair of watery eyes flashed under the light.

"Qingyun, I’m sorry, I’ve been feeling sorry for you recently." Su Chen Hao apologized gently and pulled her into his arms. He pressed his chin against her forehead, wishing he could be closer to her.

Luo Qingyun was still immersed in the joy of recovering from a lost cause. When she suddenly heard Su Chen Hao’s words, she immediately lifted her head from his chest: "Do you remember now? Do you remember everything? "

"Yes, I remember." He nodded and said gently.

"Then you’re not marrying Zheng Baoru?" Luo Qingyun asked again as if she was angry.

"I’ll only marry you once in my life." He squeezed her chin gently and kissed her on the lips.

Luo Qingyun clenched her hand into a fist and used a bit of force to hammer his shoulder: "Well said. The first one is Xi Wen, and the last one is Zheng Baoyu ..."

"I had to get married, and I didn’t know you were pregnant. Furthermore, Xi Wen and I are completely innocent, and do not have the slightest bit of relationship between a man and a woman. It’s a bit inappropriate for you to be jealous of her, right? " Su Chen Hao looked at her and laughed.

"Then what about Zheng Baozhu? I see that you have been very intimate with her recently. You must not have been innocent between the two of you. " Thinking of this, her heart was clogged with anxiety.

"Don’t worry, nothing has happened between Zheng Baozhu and I. Furthermore, she will never appear again in the future and will be a hindrance to us. "

"Why? Had she given up? "How is that possible? She spent so many schemes and finally became your fiancée ..." Luo Qingyun’s brain was still a little muddled. She did not know what she had missed in this period of time.

"Qingyun, trust me. In the future, there won’t be a third person between us. "It’s getting late, let’s go to bed first. We still have to get up early tomorrow morning, I’ll take you to try on your wedding dress." As Su Chen Hao spoke, he took off his jacket and got ready to go to bed.

At this moment, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A chubby little body rubbed its eyes as it stood at the door. It spoke in a childish voice to the people in the room, "Mommy, you must be having nightmares. Many monsters, afraid. I want to sleep with you."

When Luo Qingyun heard this, she hurriedly waved at him: "Dazzling, quickly come over."

He moved his small, thick legs around and walked to the bedside. When he lifted his head and saw Su Chen Hao, he woke up from his slumber and stared with wide eyes, "Daddy, why are you here? Have you had nightmares too? "

"All right, all right, come to Mommy’s side and lie down." Luo Qingyun saw the corner of Su Chen Hao’s mouth twitch. She quickly pulled him closer to her and asked him to lie down.

When Su Chen saw that the spot where he should have been lying was occupied, he looked at Luo Qingyun unhappily: "Then, where should I sleep?"

"Sleep next to him." Luo Qingyun held back her laughter.

"But I want to hold you." He had just said that there wouldn’t be a third person between them, but he didn’t expect to be slapped in the face.

The crux of the matter was that he couldn’t chase away the third person.

It looked like he was destined to have to sleep on the bed tonight.

This... It could also be considered as his retribution for deceiving her these past few days.

Northwestern Africa, Kingdom of Morocco.

This was Huo XIwen’s 21st nation that he was traveling to. Ever since she left Y City, she had been travelling outside in the hopes that she could use this as a way to ease the pain of losing Fu Muyun.

She originally thought that time could heal the wound in her heart and make her forget about the person that no longer existed in this world.

But in the end, she was still too naive. As time passed, she noticed that her memories of Fu Muyun didn’t blur at all, but instead became deeper and deeper.

Every time she walked into a city, she couldn’t help but think that if Fu Muyun was by her side right now, looking at the bustling scenery, how wonderful would that be?

She had prayed to the heavens in various famous temples and churches, praying that they would return Fu Muyun to her. She didn’t know if the heavens had heard her heart, but she could only continue on this lonely path.

Arriving at the beautiful blue town of Shefshawan, an elderly Jewish woman sat on the ground in a narrow, winding alley. In front of her was an oddly patterned wool blanket, covered with all sorts of handicrafts and small jewelry.

Huo XIwen was attracted by the exquisite handicraft and immediately squatted down to pick out a crescent-shaped bracelet from it. He paid for the bracelet and prepared to leave.

Suddenly the old woman stopped her and said to her in unfamiliar English, "Agodsentmarriage."

Hearing those words, Huo XIwen revealed a faint smile on his face as he stood up and left.

Good fate?

Her good karma had long since disappeared. In this life, where would she go to find her perfect marriage?

When she got back to the hotel, she took a shower and put on her bracelet. She leaned against the balcony railing with a glass of champagne in her hand.

Suddenly, the phone on the table in her room rang. She gathered her thoughts, turned around to get her phone and looked at the caller ID. A pleasantly surprised smile immediately appeared on her face. "Brother Chen Hao ..."

"Xi Wen, how have you been?"

"Yes, very good. I’ve walked through many places and met many people."

"Xi Wen, come back to attend Qingyun’s and my wedding, and also go home to see your mother. She really misses you."

"Your wedding to Qingyun? Are you finally getting married? " Her voice was surprised and envious.

"Yes, I hope to see you at tomorrow’s banquet."