Love is like melting

Chapter 116
"There is chaos. Although the Secretary of State wants to suppress it, Huo Yuan and the others are obviously unwilling. They are secretly inciting the emotions of those family members and citizens, and even contacted international relations to find Miss Ji."

Huo Yuan!

Lian Mo's brows tightened, a chill came out, it seemed that A Yu's gift to him was not enough, he was determined to fight against himself to the end.

Chen Su stood beside him, and since your Excellency did not speak, he would neither speak nor leave.

After a long time, Lian Mo spoke again: "How about what I told you to do?"

"Everything has been arranged."

Lian Mo nodded and waved his hand to signal him to go down first.

Looking up at the upstairs, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and a faint sigh floated in the quiet space.

——Ayu, we just want to stay together in silence, why is it so difficult?

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Ji Yerong woke up, Lianmo sat by the bed and seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.

"Wake up, my Ayu." He bowed his head and gave her a kiss.

Ji Yerong sat up, his consciousness still a little fuzzy, and he felt as if he had slept for a long time.

"Change clothes, let's go out."

When Ji Yerong saw the white chiffon dress spread flat on the bed, he couldn't recover. The dress was too beautiful, and it looked a little grand.

Lian Mo saw that she was still not moving, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Need me to change it for you?"

Ji Yerong glanced at him and answered him with two words: "Get out!"

Lian Mo reached out to straighten her messy long hair, and said softly, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

The voice fell to the ground, got up and left.

Ji Yerong stared at the skirt in a daze for a long time, finally took a deep breath, and slowly began to change clothes.

Ji Yerong changed and went downstairs, and Lian Mo had already changed, a simple black dress with a white shirt and a dark red tie.

Seeing her going downstairs, Lian Mo couldn't help being amazed.

The white chiffon skirt was narrowed to reveal her slender waist, and the skirt swayed casually like waves with her steps. The white lace covered her fragrant shoulders, and the chest was designed like a blooming flower, beautiful and fragrant.

"Where are we going?" She felt that this kind of dress was too grand, although it still had a casual style, it was more like a dress for a banquet.

Lian Mo's hand that had been placed behind her was finally put in front of her, holding a bouquet of white roses in her hand, and handing it to her, "Don't worry, I'll take you there now."

Ji Yerong took the flowers in his hand hesitantly, and Lian Mo took her hand and walked out of the room.

There was a pink bicycle parked at the door, and there were several pink balloons tied to the handlebars of the bicycle. Lian Mo's eyes were gentle, and he motioned for her to get on the car.

Ji Yerong sat on the back seat of the bicycle with his skirt lifted, staring at his broad back with a strange feeling in his heart that all of this seemed to be a dream.

Lian Mo is tall, and it is very easy to control the bicycle. With his feet on the ground, he holds Ji Yerong's hand sideways and puts it on his waist, "Ayu hold tight, let's set off."

He was riding a bicycle, the breeze was blowing, the skirt was flowing, and the roses in his palm exuded a refreshing floral fragrance, and even her hair was blowing in the wind.

The heavy heart because of the court-martial slowly permeated in this warm atmosphere. She kept staring at his back, thinking of her intentional troubles last night and everything he arranged today, her heart suddenly felt sour.

Fourth brother, you really don't have to worry about A Yu so much.

Their silhouettes shuttled through the sunny town, handsome men and women, which aroused the praise and whistle of many passers-by.

After passing through half of the town, the bicycle finally stopped in the quiet. Ji Yerong looked up at the building in front of him, raised his head slightly, and couldn't help asking, "Where are we here?"

Lianmo parked his bicycle, took her hand and walked up to him, and said softly, "Stand here and wait for me."

Before Ji Yerong could understand what he meant, he had already let go of her hand and walked in from the side path.

She looked up at the impressively erected cross above the roof, her heart skipped a beat twice, faintly feeling that something might happen, but she couldn't stop shaking her head gently.

This is impossible, she must be thinking too much.

A little boy ran out from nowhere, with blond hair and blue pupils, holding a wreath in his hand, ran up to Ji Yerong, and beckoned her to lower her head.

"This is for me?" Ji Yerong was slightly stunned. Under the innocent smile of the little boy, he slowly bent down, and the little boy gently put the garland in his hand on her.

There are clusters of flowers on the wreath, and small flowers of various colors bloom among the green leaves, making her more bright and charming against her black and smooth hair.

The little boy took her hand actively, pointed to the door of the church in front of him, and motioned for them to go in.

Ji Yerong didn't know what happened. She was led by the little boy to the door of the church in a dull manner. She kept looking at the little boy. Because of the change of teeth, she only had one front tooth, and she could see it when she smiled. He has crooked teeth; moreover, his facial features are erect, good-looking, with a clean and pure smile, and he is dressed in knightly attire, like a little noble prince.

The little boy let go of Ji Yerong's hand, and pushed the two doors open with all his strength.

Standing at the door, Ji Yerong was completely stunned when the scene in the church came into view.

The clean and tidy church is full of rose petals, and there are also wooden chairs. Each chair is tied with pink balloons, which sway with the wind the moment the door is opened.

The church is surrounded by white candles, burning quietly, with milky white tears flowing, the candlelight is elegant and warm.

Lian Mo stood under the stage, looking at her with incredible soft eyes, with a faint curve in the corner of his mouth, stretching out his slender arms towards her, palms up, beckoning her to come over.

Ji Yerong was absent-minded for a short while, and after a moment of reaction, he walked in with his skirt in hand, stepping on one after another of red petals, as if in a dream, everything seemed so unreal.

Lian Mo was close in front of her eyes, the light from the skylight scattered randomly, casting a faint halo on his stern outline, handsome and charming, like a heavenly man.

The pastor is a white-haired old man, holding a Bible in one hand and a cross in the other, looking at the two young people with loving eyes.

Ji Yerong walked in front of him, and hesitantly raised the hand that was hanging beside him. Before it was placed in his palm, Lian Mo had already grasped it, for fear that she would regret it.

Before Ji Yerong could speak, he took Ji Yerong's hand and walked up to the pastor, and communicated with the pastor in French, which Ji Yerong could not understand.

The pastor smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

Lian Mo looked sideways at her elegant and beautiful face, with no concealment of affection and nostalgia in his eyes, "Ayu, last night you asked me if I could marry you, if I dared to marry you. I'm sorry, I didn't give you an answer last night. Because at that time, I really hadn't figured out how to answer you and how to express it."

The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, doubts and sunlight flowed in the clear pupils, and they stared deeply at him.

Lian Mo held her hand tightly, his voice was hoarse and calm, "I said, I won't hide my heart anymore, and I want you to give me some time, in fact, I'm not ready yet, maybe not The most appropriate time, but I think maybe such a thing does not require any preparation at all, nor does it require any appropriate time, just at this moment, I want to ask you, will you marry me and be my wife? ?”

Ji Yerong was stunned, a shocking wave rose in his calm eyes, and his mind went blank with a "buzz".

She would never have thought that one day he would ask herself so gently if she would marry him and be his wife!

What she said last night was just making things difficult for her deliberately, testing him, and she never really thought about marrying him.

Her background made it impossible for her to marry a high-ranking president.

Lian silently watched her, waiting patiently for her answer.

Ji Yerong came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, looked at him calmly, and said in a soft voice, "Are you crazy? You're already married!"

Even if it's just for profit, it can't change the fact that he is married.

Or, he wants to divorce Liu Ruolan for himself?
This realization caused waves in her peaceful heart, and she did not believe that he would do this.

Once he chooses to divorce, his reputation will definitely be damaged!
Even his family members and staff would not allow him to act recklessly like this!

With a smile on Lian Mo's thin lips, he looked at the pastor. The pastor handed him the document he had prepared, and Lian Mo handed the document in front of her, "Ayu, my spouse column has always been blank. Wait for the hostess to sign."

If it was just surprise, then Ji Yerong was completely shocked at this moment, staring at him incredulously, "What do you mean by that?"

I could clearly hear it with my ears, and I understood it in my heart, but I just couldn't believe it was true.

"Ayu, my wife in law, my only soul mate in this life, you are the only one!" His name was impressively written on the bottom of the marriage document that Lian Mo handed her, while the place for the woman was blank.

He gave Liu Ruolan a grand wedding, but he never gave her a marriage contract.

Legally speaking, he is single, unmarried, and always has been.

Ji Yerong's body froze visibly, his eyes stared dully at the marriage contract, and his breathing froze for a moment.

He didn't marry Liu Ruolan, he never really married Liu Ruolan.

The waves in my heart are surging, and there is an indescribable feeling, which is shocking and puzzled.

"why?"

Why did she do this, and why didn't she say it all the time, let her bear the infamy of the mistress, her reputation was so bad that even she couldn't help but spurn herself.

"Back then, Yun Yingluo used test tube babies to get Liu Ruolan pregnant. She wanted Lian Zhan to be born in this world in the name of my son, and take back from me the position of president that belongs to Liancheng; as long as I agree, she will not Because of Liancheng's death, I will take any revenge on you!"

His clear eyes flicked away, his heart trembled violently, and there was a feeling of suffocation. He married Liu Ruolan for himself.

It turned out to be—for myself.

(End of this chapter)