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A big hand with distinct joints picked up the phone that fell to the ground, Zhao Xi raised her head and looked at the person standing in front of him, straight into a pair of deep black eyes.

Mo Ziran played with his phone, pressing it to light up the screen, he casually wrote down a few memos: "Why are you so slow? I waited a long time. "

His voice was calm, and no one could tell his mood. A pair of pitch black eyes were sunken, and it swept through the dark haze.

"Why have you been following me?"

When she parked on the side of the road, when she was lost, when she went off work, Mo Ziran, who disappeared early, would always stay by her side.

"You don't like it?" Mo Ziran held onto Zhao Xi's hand, her ten fingers clasped around hers, and with a bit of force, she asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Tomorrow, Fang Han will hold a press conference."

Zhao Xi said absentmindedly. Suddenly, she turned her head and stared at her: "You sure remember his words clearly!"

"… …." His press conference was on the table, and I don't think I can remember it. "

The schedule on the table clearly stated the date of the press conference, and she could see it any time.

"..."

In the blink of an eye, Mo Ziran had already looked at the timetable on the table. When he saw that Tuesday's time had been clearly written out for Fang Group's press conference, his eyes grew cold, and he tore off the schedule from his hand. He threw it into the trash can and fiercely lined it up on the table with a new piece of paper: "Write this for me! Next Monday's press conference! Use red ink! "

"… …." Sara will remind me every day. "

Her job right now was still to take charge of the MAP, so how could she not remember the date of the press conference?

"I don't care! Write it for me! If you don't write this, you can write my name a hundred times! "

She wrote Fang Han's things on the table and read them every day, simply not putting him in her eyes!

"…"

Zhao Xi gloomily placed a pen in her hand, staring at the white piece of paper with a helpless look.

He wasn't childish!

She obediently lied down in front of the table and wrote Mo Ziran's name on it, carefully filling up the entire piece of paper.

"How is it? Do my words look good? "

"It's not bad!"

Mo Ziran placed the piece of paper on Zhao Xi's table, smoothing the wrinkles on it.

"Will you be attending Fang Han's press conference?"

"Have you forgotten that you gave me the time tomorrow?"

How could he have the time to attend such a pointless press conference?

"Oh, I see."

Although he knew the answer, Zhao Xi still could not resist to ask.

"Linda belongs to Fang Han, you know?"

Wasn't she a bit of a fool to realize this?

"Got it." Mo Ziran held Zhao Xi's shoulders and walked out, the temperature emitted from his fingertips allowed Zhao Xi to feel at ease, his profile was perfect and handsome, her outline deep and profound.

"Why didn't you just tell me?"

He just stood there watching her? Not reminding me of anything?

Wasn't he afraid that she would be sold to Fang Han?!

"Aren't you treating her as a friend?"

Mo Ziran casted a glance at her, but his disdainful tone made his heart warm up.

No matter what happened, he was there.

In the morning, was woken up from her dreams by the ringing of her mobile phone's alarm. She turned her head to look at her surroundings, only to find that there was no one around her.

She sat up on the bed and looked around with suspicion. On the bed, there was a set of clothes, a simple white sweater and pants.

She thought that she had woken up early, but she was still not ahead of Mo Ziran.

Just as Zhao Xi was about to leave, a ringtone suddenly sounded out, a message came in: "Come down."

News about Mo Ziran?

Zhao Xi kept her phone and walked around the room, she carefully looked at the corners and did not see anything abnormal, Mo Ziran did not have a monitor installed here?

"Why hasn't he come down yet?"

Another message came in, Zhao Xi immediately walked out: "Got it."

She thought that Mo Ziran was waiting downstairs, but she didn't see him when she went downstairs.

The servant stood neatly in the hall, and upon seeing her, he respectfully said, "Miss Zhao, happy birthday!"

Zhao Xi smiled and nodded: "Mother Wu, where is Mo Ziran?"

He told her to come down, and then what?

"Mister left before dawn."

Mother Wu served Zhao Xi with a bowl of longevity noodles, and a maid handed over the chopsticks to Zhao Xi: "Miss Zhao, eat quickly.

rubbed his slightly hungry stomach and said: "Thank you Mother Wu."

His phone vibrated once again.

Zhao Xi put down his chopsticks and opened it up to check.

"Come out."

Zhao Xi was startled, she wiped her mouth with a tissue, what was Mo Ziran doing?

There was a carriage waiting outside the villa. Uncle Zhang stood beside the carriage, and upon seeing Zhao Xi, he respectfully bowed and opened the door: "Miss Zhao, please get in."

"Where's Mo Ziran?"

Zhao Xi sat inside and prepared some red wine snacks.

"Teacher is waiting for Miss."

"…"

She also knew he was waiting for her, but the problem was where he was waiting for her.

It was clearly her birthday surprise, but she didn't even see the person she wanted to see the most.

The caravan stopped in front of a large church, and Zhao Xi got off the carriage. She did not know what was going on, so she carefully recalled the car a few times.

Her birthday, what did Mo Ziran want her to do in Mu Anhao's wedding church?!

The church was solemn and sacred, and the solemnity of the cross was awe-inspiring.

It was very quiet. There was no one at all. The seats were empty. The memory of the hall full of guests was still fresh in his mind, but most of it was already blurry.

Mu An Hao's appearance, in a suit that fit perfectly, appeared faintly in Zhao Xi's mind. At that time, Yun Min was still standing beside him.

She often recalled the past, but it was only when she realized that she could no longer remember many things that she realized that in the flow of time, she had lost not only those people, but also the traces of their existence.

If it was possible, it didn't matter if Yun Min hated her or wanted to kill her, Zhao Xi just wanted to see if she was still alive and well.

Zhao Xi did not see Mo Ziran, but just as she was about to turn around and leave, she bumped into a broad and firm chest.

Along with a familiar aura, a familiar scene appeared in his mind.

A year ago, she had fallen into the same embrace at the same place, but that time, she was in a much more miserable state than she was now.

Raising his head, he saw a handsome and mature face. His facial features were so exquisite that it would cause anyone who looked at it to be unable to look away. He was so handsome that it could captivate anyone.

He was wearing the same white hoodie, which softened his body.

"Are you trying to scare me?"

Zhao Xi rubbed her forehead and complained a little. She thought that this man was going to play hide-and-seek with her forever.

"You were too engrossed in your own daydreams. Why, are you so distracted here, wanting to relive your old dreams?" The sourness in his words was extremely obvious, and Zhao Xi couldn't help but smile.

Why did he want her here when he was jealous?

Suddenly, Zhao Xi was stunned.

Many balloons floated in from the door and headed toward the roof of the church.

The top of the European building was designed to look like an empty window, and the traditional murals of Europe, as well as the stately and sacred sculptures of stone, had unexpectedly created some romance in the dream of the balloon.

A flock of white pigeons flew by the window. The color of the balloons and the silence of the white pigeons made it seem like the tranquility of the Paris Square.

Zhao Xi's gentle gaze could reflect the white pigeon: "This surprise, is so romantic that it doesn't seem like your style."

"…"

Mo Ziran's face darkened successfully, and the faint anticipation in his eyes turned into displeasure.

He had waited for such a long time, and this was the first thing Zhao Xi had said?!

"What do you mean!"

Zhao Xi smiled as she waved her hand, holding Mo Ziran's arm: "No, I just think that your rare non-luxurious style makes me feel very touched."

"..." Mo Ziran retracted his hand, and did not retract it, staring at her with dissatisfaction: "You don't even like the surprises I gave you previously?!"

"No, I like it a lot. As long as it's something you prepared, I like it a lot. It's just that I was pleasantly surprised in the past. It's shock. This time, it's warmth."

She had imagined the kind of birthday present Mo Ziran would prepare for her, but when she saw it for him, her happiness and emotions didn't decrease in the slightest.

"Humph!"

Mo Ziran was extremely dissatisfied with her evaluation: "Let's go!"

"…" Zhao Xi was dragged out, and after looking at the balloon and the white pigeon, she couldn't help but ask, "Mo Ziran, this church is neither the biggest nor the most beautiful, why did you bring me here?"

The point is, this is where Mu Anhao married.

"Only the biggest and most beautiful places can I take you?"

What was she thinking?

Was he a nouveau riche in her eyes?

"…"

Towards someone who couldn't find the main point, Zhao Xi really didn't want to waste time talking to him.

Zhao Xi followed Mo Ziran and got on the carriage. On the carriage was a bunch of Blue Rose s.

Picking up the bouquet, Zhao Xi carefully flipped the bouquet over and gently pushed aside every single rose.

Mo Ziran crossed his legs and sat at his seat, holding a glass of red wine as he took a sip. Catching a glimpse of her movements, he slightly raised his brows: "What are you looking for?"

Zhao Xi's hand paused for a moment: "I'm trying to see if there are any treasures hidden inside."

"You want me to put myself in there? It's a little difficult. "

Mo Ziran shook the wine cup in his hand, there was a smile in his eyes, his sexy lips curled up slightly, and he elegantly raised his hand for Zhao Xi to sit on.

"Mo Ziran, your face is getting thicker and thicker."

Zhao Xi hid the disappointment in her eyes, sat beside Mo Ziran and leaned on him, holding the flowers, he was a little depressed.

Mo Ziran looked at the top of her hair, and then wrapped one hand around Zhao Xi's waist. Her fingers moved unsteadily, and the tip of his nose lightly smelled his neck: "It's quite fragrant."

"… …." I don't have perfume. "

The smell on her body was the fragrance of the body wash milk he used to help her bathe at night. She smelled it every day, so where did it come from?

"You smell good."

Mo Ziran bit Zhao Xi's earlobe and licked it. Zhao Xi's body trembled continuously: "Sit down."

"I don't."

Mo Ziran held Zhao Xi's waist made the two people's bodies stick even tighter, the burning hot kiss covered the sky and came towards him, causing Zhao Xi to feel the changes in his body. She was a little surprised, and shamefully hit Mo Ziran on the shoulder: "Don't go overboard!"

How could he be in heat at any time?!

"If I don't feel anything for you, it means I don't love you anymore."

Mo Ziran was rather righteous as he gnawed on Zhao Xi's shoulder. The scorching Qi made Zhao Xi lose consciousness.

"Argument!"

After the carriage stopped for a while, Mo Ziran pulled Zhao Xi out, and saw the place in front of him, he could not help but be startled.

This was where her dream began.

Eli's competition's venue.

Zhao Xi looked strangely at Mo Ziran who was standing beside her: "What are we doing here?"