Never deeply in love

Mo Zihan smiled. When he saw his wife's column, he was actually a little excited. How could he not feel it at all? Only now did he realize that marriage was a very sacred thing.

"Honey, let's go home." As he spoke, he took Bai Mingyue's hand and walked out of the civil affairs bureau. It was snowing and snowing, a white world.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of four words: old age for nothing.

Many other couples from the civil affairs bureau who came to get their certificates watched them leave. A girl looked at Mo Zihan's tall and straight figure and said with envy, "That man is so handsome. I have never seen such a handsome and graceful man."

The man next to her was dissatisfied and pinched her cheek. "Honey, it's no use being handsome. You can't eat with grace. You didn't see the girl beside him. She didn't seem to want to."

The girl gave him a blank eye. "Who said that? Where did you see that he was unwilling?"

"You didn't see it from the beginning to the end. The girl didn't know what she was going to do. She didn't seem like she wanted to. She wasn't in the mood at all. Obviously, he was reluctant. So, honey, maybe that guy's just good looking. I have more substance than your husband."

"There's no such thing as unwillingness. It's obvious that he's so happy that he's going to faint. He's so happy that he doesn't know what to do." The girl retorted decisively, "I would have fainted if it were me. Such a handsome man would have fainted just by looking at him. Ah, he's so handsome. Why can't I meet such a wonderful man?"

Man: ..."

Bai Mingyue didn't know how to leave the civil affairs bureau or how to get back into the car. She held the two marriage certificates that belonged to her and Mo Zihan in her hand and looked at them over and over.

There were so many thoughts in her heart that she could not express them in the end. She pursed her lips and saw Mo Zihan's name on her husband's column. The smile on her lips finally spread.

It was such a big deal, and although it was done in a hurry, Mo Zihan still informed Wen Lan. It was still early. They returned to the villa, and Cai Shuya knew about it. Surprised and surprised, she was so happy that she almost cried.

With the servants at home, they prepared a sumptuous dinner to celebrate their marriage. Wen Lan was very happy to hear that they had already received the certificate. Mo Zihan personally went to Ocean View Villa to pick her up and celebrate.

When Wen Lan came over, Bai Mingyue finally calmed down. Put away the bright red book and get married. After the excitement, there were no more thoughts in my heart.

"Ming Yue, you and Zi Han, you have to be fine in the future." Compared to Cai Shuya, Wen Lan seemed much calmer. She smiled, but could not help but blush. She took out a document and handed it to Bai Mingyue.

"This is..." Bai Mingyue took it and looked at Wen Lan in shock.

Mo Zihan sat beside her and looked at her, his face changing.

Compared to the shock of the couple, Wen Lan seemed much calmer. She smiled and said faintly, "Actually, I've already decided to give it to you. It's a good time now. Just consider it my wedding gift to you."

She looked at Bai Mingyue and added lovingly, "Zi Han, you can transfer it to Ming Yue."

"No, no." Bai Mingyue immediately declined. "Mom, I can't accept it."

How could she accept a 10 % stake in Construction group transferred to her name? This was more than just giving money. Bai Mingyue looked at Mo Zihan. Mo-tse han took the document and stuffed it back into Wen Lan's hand.

"Mom, this is yours. We can't accept it." He said in a deep voice, looking at his mother with a rare seriousness.

"Aren't all my things left to you in the end?" Wen Lan shook his head and thought of something with a sour expression. "Your father annexed my mother's company back then. As compensation, he gave me 10 % of the company."

She said with a bitter smile. "After you gave up the right to the Mo corporation, I realized that Xiao Ran also had 10 % of the shares your father gave me. I think he was worried that I would be biased towards you, so that's why he did it."

Mo Zihan felt a little uncomfortable. "Mom, don't talk about the past anymore."

Thinking about her mother's efforts over the years, Mo Shoucheng's vigilance, deception, and hurt. Although she didn't say anything, she must be very upset. Bai Mingyue looked at Wen Lan, and his heart ached.

"Yeah, stop talking. So, now that Xiao Ran has it all, it's not my preference to give you my shares." Until now, Wen Lan still cares about Mo Xiaoran. Even though she had a grudge in her heart.

However, she still retained a few kind-hearted feelings towards the child she had brought up with her own hands. She looked at her son and Bai Mingyue, her eyes gentle and firm. "Take it, Zi Han. Find a time to transfer the shares to you and Ming Yue."

Mo Zihan knew that for a while, he could not persuade Wen Lan. He did not try to persuade her, but said in a deep voice, "Let me have it first."

Bai Mingyue didn't say much. She knew that Mo-tse han would take care of this. His son was obviously more eloquent in front of Wen Lan than his own wife. Wen Lan smiled and nodded.

They stopped talking about the wedding and the upcoming new year. And the baby in Bai Mingyue's belly, they had endless topics to talk about.

Cai shuya was about to walk over with the cut fruit when she saw Ming Yue and Mo Zihan sitting and chatting intimately with Wen Lan on the sofa. The warm and happy scene made the corners of her eyes ache, and she felt relieved and a little sad.

Ming Yue had been with her for so many years and finally came to an end. She was happy for her, but when she thought of Shangguan Yingxue and her unfortunate marriage, she felt unspeakable pain.

"What happened to my in-laws?" Seeing Cai Shuya's strange appearance, Wen Lan asked with concern. After thinking for a moment, he smiled again, "Don't worry. Ming Yue is my daughter-in-law. Zi Han won't hurt her. I, as a mother-in-law, won't make her angry."

"What are you talking about?" Cai Shuya wiped the corners of his eyes and said quickly, "I'm... So happy. I know you're good to Ming Yue, and so is Zi Han."

She looked at Bai Mingyue, happy but mixed. "Ming Yue has a good home. I'm really happy for her as a mother."

Bai Mingyue took Cai Shuya's arm and sat down on the sand beside her. Cai Shuya's heart ached at the thought of all these years of suffering. She opened her lips and pretended to be relaxed, "Mom, if you're happy, you're happy. Why are you crying?"

Cai Shuya hit her, but she couldn't help laughing. "They're all wives and mothers. They haven't said anything yet."

Wen Lan smiled and said, "They are all mothers. I can understand the feelings of the in-laws. You're crying with joy. Ming Yue can't understand it yet. When her child grows up and becomes a family, she'll understand."

...

The three women chatted with each other. Mo Zihan sat by the side, listening quietly and patiently to the three women's conversation. He never talked much, and his own mother and wife obviously knew him well, and they chatted happily on their own.

He didn't notice what he meant at all. Mo Zihan was ignored, but he felt a warm and happy feeling, slowly flowing in his heart.

At night, Bai Mingyue sat by the bedside, still reminiscing about today's license collection. It always felt unreal, but the truth was so reasonable. Mo Zihan came out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist, revealing his strong chest.

"Mrs. Mo, is your attention on me now?" He bent down and pinched her chin with his fingers. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were a little dark.

"I don't know how you can fool me into getting my license just like that." The more he thought about it, the less angry he felt. She didn't know what he was taking her to until she got her license.

Bai Mingyue slapped his hand away, feeling like he was being played with.

Mo Zihan looked at her playfully, getting closer to her ambiguously. After bathing, the fragrance of the shower gel mixed with the smell of men, and immediately rushed to her face.

He said in a low voice, "Then I'll make it up to you, eh?"

Bai Mingyue put his hand against his chest, his face flushed. Only when she touched the man's smooth skin did she realize that he was wearing... A little less fabric.

"Why don't you change into your pajamas?" She asked in a low voice, blushing. She knew something in her heart and was even more embarrassed to look at him.

Mo-tse curled his lips and leaned forward with his hands on both sides of her body, holding her in his arms.

"Don't you do anything on your wedding night?"

"Ah?"

Before she could regain her senses, the man had already grabbed the back of her head with one hand and kissed the center of her eyebrow. His lips slid down to her small, delicate nose and finally landed on her lips.

Bai Mingyue whimpered and subconsciously reached out and hugged his waist.

The man unbuttoned her robe and pulled it down. The snow-white half of her delicate body was exposed in an instant. Bai Mingyue exclaimed, not used to being naked in front of him without turning off the lights.

She was a little shy and wanted to pull up her clothes. Mo Zihan held her hand down and refused to let her move. He kissed her lips and said in a husky voice, "In the end, it will be taken off anyway."

Bai Mingyue's face was so dry that he had ripped off his towel. Quick, simple, and rough, she fell on the bed with her in her arms, after a hot, airtight kiss. He quickly got to the point. As he made out, he grabbed her hand and finally clenched her fingers.

The winter night was long, the lingering and charming night was long and full.

After a few rounds of lovemaking, Mo-tse sucked on her lips with a chill. Sensing the change in the man's body, Bai Mingyue reached out and grabbed his groping hand.

"It's late. Go to sleep!" It was really late and... Tired.

Mo Zihan clasped her little hand in his palm and kissed her even harder, breathing a little faster, "You don't want to have a good time. Our special day?"

Bai Mingyue's eyes warmed and he held his face and kissed him back. Mo Zihan was even more emotional. Just as they were getting deeper, she suddenly let go of him and looked into his eyes tenderly and affectionately, "It doesn't matter. We still have a lifetime left."