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What do you care about my woman for?

Mo Ziran heard Mo Ziji's question and did not even raise his eyebrows. His long fingers knocked on the table and imitated Mo Ziji's actions to attract his attention: "Since I gave out the ring, I will give it to you. There is no room for regret."

"You really gave it to Zhao Xi? It was simply nonsense! Hurry up and get the ring back! " Mo Ziji's face was solemn and sullen, he stopped for a moment and changed his words, "Forget it! I'll get it! "You better stay in the consortium!"

An Ziqi's face revealed a smile, the expression in her eyes was as gentle as water: "If you are very busy, I can go and pick them up myself, I actually don't want to trouble you."

"Right."

Mo Ziran's voice was too cold, and there was even a trace of impatience. A hint of grievance and disappointment appeared in An Ziqi's eyes, and he immediately covered up all his emotions in a gentle voice: "What kind of wedding dress do you like?"

Is this woman sick? It's not like he was wearing a wedding dress!

"Do as you wish."

As the car cruised along the winding road, Mo Ziran kept his phone in his pocket, afraid that he would miss a phone call.

Towards Mo Ziran's attitude, An Ziqi was not the least bit impatient. He only gently watched him, his face pure and calm.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Ann."

The bodyguard opened the car door for the two, and Mo Ziran got off first. An Ziqi followed behind with a face full of happiness.

In front of him was a unique villa. The design of the villa's door was extremely strong, clearly showing the taste of the owner.

Servants and bodyguards lined up at the entrance. The media reporters were already waiting there. When they saw the two get out of the cars, they hurriedly pressed on the flashing lights, afraid that they would miss any news.

Mo Ziran's footsteps were extremely fast, as if he did not notice at all that An Ziqi, who was wearing high heels, was not following him.

"Mo."

Wearing a red dress, Anna leaned against the doorway. Her red lips slightly moved, and her smile lightly greeted Mo Ziran.

Mo Ziran directly entered the room without even looking at her. An Ziqi politely smiled and greeted his: "Teacher Anna."

The royal blue beautiful eyes sized up the girl in front of him. With her small and exquisite face, gentle eyes and innocent smile, where did Old Mo find such a daughter-in-law?

"The wedding dress has already been designed. Come in." Anna curled her red lips, revealing a smile that had an unknown meaning.

Anna was Mo Ziran's friend, and it was said that the two of them had a good relationship. An Ziqi did not mind Anna's attitude at all, and only generously followed her in.

Mo Ziran sat in the middle of the sofa with one leg crossed, his right hand casually resting on his lap. He was handsome, handsome, and his slightly pursed lips were mature and sexy.

"Mo, are you ready to try on your wedding dress?" Anna casually sat on the soft chair opposite to him, and automatically forgot about Mo Ziran's arrogant master's attitude.

No matter where this man went, he would give rise to a strong atmosphere of superiority to himself.

Just as An Ziqi was about to walk toward Mo Ziran, she heard his indifferent tone. "Let's begin."

The reporters waited until An Ziqi was brought away by the servants before they surrounded Mo Ziran to ask. Under the protection of the bodyguards, they formed a circle around him: "Mr. Mo, do you still remember Miss Zhao Xi? She is Teacher Anna's student and your ex-girlfriend, but Miss Ann's wedding dress was also designed by Miss Anna.

"Would Miss Anna feel awkward? What kind of attitude does Miss Zhao have? "

"Miss Zhao and the Fang family's president announced their relationship and then disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the Ye family and Fang family also remained. This caused a huge commotion in China. Does Mr. Mo know about this?"

Anna found it funny to sit at the side and listen to their questions. She also wanted to ask these questions! After disappearing for half a year, Zhao Xi had just appeared and then disappeared. She had not even asked Mo Ziran for his person, but the Mo family had come looking for her and asked for her to make their wedding dress. They were simply looking down on her and Zhao Xi's relationship as master and disciple!

The reporters asked about Zhao Xi dozens of questions in a row. Compared to the marriage alliance, which was arranged by the Wealthy Class families without any topic at all, they were more interested in the love affairs that occurred in a few corners.

These reporters had put in a lot of effort to dig up news about Mo Ziran from China for today's interview.

"Although Miss Zhao is publicly acknowledged as her girlfriend, but this relationship has only been maintained for a few months and it has already ended. Mr. Mo's wedding like lightning, is there a reason between them? Or is the Miss Zhao just like the rumors from back then, only the Mr. Mo's mistress? "

Following their questions, Mo Ziran's face became darker and darker. He suddenly raised his eyes and swept across the media, his cold and sinister gaze causing people to tremble.

"You guys, if you're not taking proper photos, then scram!"

Mo Ziran's voice was low, the pleasant sounding voice had a bit of killing intent, if not for Mo Bai's request for a reporter to be present, he would not have come personally!

Shocked by Mo Ziran's aura, the reporters all retreated and stood quietly at the side as they waited for An Ziqi to take a look at his wedding dress.

Anna slightly raised her eyebrow, with a bewitching air, she walked to Mo Ziran's side and sat down. The smile on her face was dense, but she still spoke with dissatisfaction: "Where's Zhao?"

Mo Ziran did not even blink as he did not even put Anna's question in his eyes. "You don't have to care!"

"She is my student! You lost her and I'm not allowed to ask? " Anna was also dissatisfied, the girl who followed Mo Ziran had disappeared without a trace!

Mo Ziran turned his eyes and stared at her, his tone was displeased: "Are you sick? Are you gay? She's mine! "

"…"

Her and Mo Ziran's brain circuits were not on the same track! His thoughts were simply heaven defying!

"You seem to care a lot about Zhao. Does she know about your marriage? You can't have her under house arrest, right? " Anna looked at Mo Ziran suspiciously. If Zhao Buyan disappeared into thin air from this world, she wouldn't even need to think to know that it was Mo Ziran who had done this.

"… …." What do you care about my woman for? " Mo Ziran asked in dissatisfaction, his eyes fierce and intimidating.

"…" Anna's voice could not help but grow louder, "That's my student! Where is she?! "

The reporters who were waiting had clearly caught the question. Their eyes immediately lit up. This was shocking news! Zhao Xi's disappearance had something to do with the Mr. Mo?! As expected, Teacher Anna still cared a lot about Zhao Xi!

"Mr. Mo, Miss Ann has been changed."

The wide and fluffy skirt was like the most dreamlike dress in the world. The design of the bow at the waist made An Ziqi look even more like a noble princess.

As expected, it was the wedding dress that the Mo family wanted, and the gems on the skirt were worth a lot!

Mo Ziran could not help but frown, was there a need to exaggerate the wedding dress so much?

An Ziqi, who had been waiting for Mo Ziran to make a judgement, immediately lowered her head in grievance after catching his expression. Her eyes reddened.

"How is it?" Anna took the credit and looked at Mo Ziran, his eyes clearly showing his ridicule, "Are you satisfied? This was made according to the previous designs of the Miss Ann. I heard that the Miss Ann likes the dreamy style … Eh? Mo, do you know who I heard it from? "

"…" Mo Ziran cast a cold glance at her, "How many sets are there altogether?"

"Fifteen sets, requested by your Mo family." Anna spread out his hands, and added as if he was helpless, "It's all the same style, why did you let this Miss Ann change to show you?"

"I'll take this." Mo Ziran impatiently got up and prepared to leave.

Anna pressed him down, "If Zhao gets married, what kind of wedding dress do you think is more suitable for me?"

Mo Ziran shook off Anna's hand, and glared at her from above: "When Zhao Xi gets married, I will definitely not ask you to design it for me. Its standard is too low!"

"…"

Anna's face darkened.

Staring at Mo Ziran's back, he could not help but smile. This detestable man!

She angrily slammed the table, then suddenly thought of what Mo Ziran had just said. Her expression froze as her smile floated up little by little.

Was Zhao Xi's wedding dress something he needed to decide?!

The bodyguard that Mo Ziran left behind shouted to the reporter who was actively taking photos: "Mr. Mo, he doesn't want to see anything other than the wedding dress in the newspaper! "If it's not possible, the next headline will be news from your newspaper!"

The obvious threat caused all the reporters to pale. Europe was the territory of the Mo family, and Mo Ziran was in the limelight right now. None of them dared to provoke him.

Watching the groom leave, the news of the bride's tears were about to reach her eyes by herself. Now that it was abruptly cut off, they were unwilling but did not dare to say anything more.

Didn't this clearly tell them that the only thing that could be written on the news was that Mo Ziran and his wife had gotten married!

In the bright and spacious room, the lilies on the balcony were emitting a fragrant smell.

Zhao Xi sat on the balcony with her legs crossed, staring blankly out of the courtyard.

Some of the leaves slowly fell, light and weightless.

The climate here was somewhat colder than in China, but the blue sky seemed to be no different from back home. Zhao Xi was a little absent-minded.

"Miss Zhao, want to eat something?" The maid pushed the white cart and asked softly.

Zhao Xi acted as if she did not hear anything, and did not react at all.

The maid advised somewhat anxiously, "Miss Zhao hasn't eaten for the entire day, I will be worried."

"…"

She squeezed her arms a little tighter and pursed her lips to make no sound, but her curled toes and trembling fingertips revealed something strange.

"Miss Zhao?" The maid called out again, but did not get any reply. She carried a bowl of porridge and sat beside Zhao Xi. Mr. Mo said that it would be better if you ate more stomach nourishing ingredients right now. "

She had never heard of any woman that the Mr. Mo treated so well. After the Mr. Mo brought him to the villa, he personally instructed her to do nothing, and in fact, he always doted on her in front of her. Even if it was the Mr. Mo's fiancée, how could she compare to a tenth of it?

Zhao Xi clenched her teeth and shook her head, she did not say a word and continued to sit in her original spot.