Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 257 There Will Be No Wedding
"cheers!"

"cheers!"

The two clinked their wine glasses, looked at each other sweetly, and drank.

After a few glasses of wine, Chu Mohan suddenly pulled Lu Qingying into the middle of the living room, hugging and dancing to the slow music.

This night is very romantic.

The corner of the man's mouth was always curled into a nice curve, and he stared deeply at the woman in his arms who was slightly smoked. Her small face was already stained crimson by alcohol, and her eyes were a little blurred. She looked at him.

Lu Qingying didn't know whether she was drunk or was fascinated by Chu Mohan's handsome appearance, her mind began to become dizzy, and her consciousness gradually became confused.

She suddenly put her face in Chu Mohan's arms, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and muttered inarticulately: "What should I do? I don't want to leave you, what should I do?"

"You're drunk and talk nonsense, don't leave if you don't want to leave." Chu Mohan lowered his head lovingly and kissed her forehead.

"No, I didn't talk nonsense, what I said is true, I'm leaving you." Lu Qingying opened her drunken eyes, but her expression was extremely serious.

Chu Mohan's dancing steps froze instantly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also froze instantly. He was suspicious and asked, "Are you leaving me?"

Lu Qingying shook her head, her expression gradually became sad, and she said, "I will leave you very soon, but I am not willing to leave."

Complicated emotions welled up in Chu Mohan's eyes, including disbelief, injury, and anger. Her mantra after drinking was like a bucket of ice water extinguishing his good mood. stiff.

He stared at Lu Qingying closely, his sharp eyes seemed to want to see through her.

"Why did you leave me? We're going to have a wedding in a month, and we're going to try on the wedding dress in a few days." His voice was full of disappointment and injury.

"There won't be a wedding, there won't be." Lu Qingying shook her head, her eyes full of sadness.

There will be no wedding?
Chu Mohan's heart couldn't help sinking a little more, so she was going to leave him before the wedding.

He suddenly grabbed her shoulder excitedly, gritted his teeth and asked, "Then when are you going to leave me?"

When he asked this, his heart ached.

He thought that after this period of getting along, she would stay by his side with peace of mind. He thought that they were in love and would stay together forever.

"I don't know, I really don't know, I don't want to leave, Mo Han, let's have a baby, shall we?" Lu Qingying squinted her drunken eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Are you going to have a child? Are you sure you won't leave me?" Chu Mohan felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Leave me a souvenir." Lu Qingying's voice gradually became softer, and as soon as her body softened, she fell asleep leaning against Chu Mohan's arms.

Chu Mohan lowered his head and glanced at the sleeping woman. He went mad and cursed softly, supported her body and shook his head gently.

"Lu Qingying, wake up and tell me clearly, you damn woman, are your feelings for me fake? Are you lying to me when you say you love me?"

"Don't shake me, I'm dizzy." Lu Qingying muttered dissatisfiedly, raised her hand and pushed Chu Mohan away, and walked unsteadily to the sofa to lie down.

Chu Mohan walked up to her and sat down, shook her unwillingly, and asked, "Didn't you say you love me? Didn't you promise to solve the problem with me? Why do you still want to leave me? Tell me, what is the reason?"

Lu Qingying opened her eyes with difficulty, and murmured: "My mother."

After speaking, she fell asleep again, with two crystal clear tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

(End of this chapter)