Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 323 Getting Married

One after another, Reuters appeared on Weibo and forums. Netizens speculated that this was the rhythm of getting married.

Jun Mohan ignored it and did not explain, letting everyone guess.

By the lake, the willow tree swayed slightly, Ye Liran fell back slightly, Jun Mohan clasped her waist with his hands, his eyes drooping.

The blue sky, white clouds, green trees, and raised skirts make up a wonderful painting.

The photographer pressed the OK button and hurriedly freeze this wonderful painting.

In the flowers, on the boat, and in the grass, there are all the figures of the two embracing each other.

The photographer's lens flashed non-stop. The two people's looks are very high, better than many models, and the two people's fields fit well.

His eyes were full of affection.

So much so that he can't wait to take pictures of every moment the two get along.

After more than a month of busy work, the wedding is finally here.

The day before the wedding, Jun Mohan came to Meishi. He was sitting in his special box, shaking a glass of red wine in his hand.

Quietly watching the neon lights flashing and changing outside the window.

When the watch on his wrist pointed to nine, he frowned, and was about to pick up the phone by the table when the door of the box was pushed open.

He is tall and tall, his face can't be seen clearly in the dim light, but his cold and serious aura is particularly obvious in the dark.

"Why are you here?" Seeing the person coming, Jun Mohan's eyes that had been calm for thousands of years were rippling, but he calmed down soon.

"I told No. [-] not to tell you." The man sat opposite him.

"You don't have to punish him. I forced him to say it. Don't you inform the family about such a big event as marriage?" The man poured himself a glass of wine.

"This is my own business. She married me, not you." Jun Mohan's tone was very indifferent.

"It's fine, why did you lose your temper again? It's been so long since that incident, are you still angry? And when I asked you why you didn't say anything." The man's tone was a little tired.

"If you came to talk to me about this, then I don't think we have anything to talk about." Jun Mohan put down the wine in his hand and stood up.

"I heard that the bride had a fiancé, and she almost married?"

Jun Mohan stopped in his tracks without turning his head, but his tone was particularly cold: "You're wrong, she had two fiancés, no, the first one hasn't been engaged yet, so he abandoned her as a matter of course."

Huo Yi felt that Jun Mohan's words meant something, so he frowned inadvertently: "How can such a flirtatious woman be worthy of you."

"I think she deserves it if she deserves it. Brother, there is one thing I want to ask you. Did you regret leaving Ranran?"

"It's so good, how did you mention her?" Huo Yi's tone was a little bad.

Hearing his words that seemed to be escaping, Jun Mohan smiled lowly: "After I finish the wedding, I will naturally take her home."

After speaking, Jun Mohan strode away.

"I'm afraid it's too late." The words were too low to reach Jun Mohan's ears, so he didn't know what kind of storm would arise tomorrow.

Because tomorrow is the wedding, Ye Liran lives in the old house tonight.

Tomorrow, Jun Mohan will marry her from there.

Jun Mohan lay on Ye Liran's sleeping side, smelling her breath, and slowly fell asleep.

Tonight, he dreamed about the past again.

That year, he was seven years old and lived in the compound of the military region with his grandfather.

(Thank you for the rewards of Jinse Cannian and Rootless Wind Children's Shoes, mua)

(End of this chapter)