"Also, even if some people enter our Fu Clan's door, she will never be recognized. Old Chen! You are an old man of the Fu Clan. You have to look and ask more about what you do in the future."

"Yes, yes, the matriarch is right."

…

"Wanwan, what do you think of this wedding dress? Should I try it on?"

Ning Yao excitedly pulled Mo Han and looked at the wedding gown in the entire wedding gown shop.

Shen Donglin had been following them the entire time. Apart from Ning Yao who would say something when she asked him for his opinion, he remained silent the rest of the time. His handsome face did not have the slightest bit of emotion.

It's like he's just a foil, no! Mo Han did much better than him since he wasn't even a foil.

Mo Han looked at the wedding dress carefully and said, "This style is pretty good. You can try it on."

"Forget it!" Ning Yao said hesitantly.

Then, she sighed slightly and lay on Mo Han's shoulder, complaining dully, "Wanwan, you've lived a secluded life in prison for so many years. I don't believe your eyes now."

Ning Yao's voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't small either. It was enough for the shopping guide to hear it clearly.

The shopping guide was shocked and couldn't help but glance at Mo Han.

Mo Han's expression changed slightly, and she quickly returned to her normal state, making it almost impossible for others to detect her emotions.

She withdrew her gaze and said casually, "Then look for yourself! I'll accompany you."

"Then how is that possible!" Ning Yao pouted, "Wanwan, I specifically asked you to help me."

"…"

Mo Han smiled awkwardly.

Unfortunately, Ning Yao did not seem to intend to let her off so easily. She pointed at another wedding dress and asked, "Wanwan, what do you think of this one? Will it look good on me?"

"This …"

Mo Han hesitated for a moment.

Before she could finish her sentence, Shen Donglin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Little Yao, since you don't believe in Wanwan's vision, then you can see for yourself. However, if you want to change your ways to make her look ugly, I don't think it's necessary at all. You should let her go with great mercy!"

"She still needs to work. She's very busy. She doesn't have time to play with you here."

Shen Donglin's words were not polite at all. It was like countless steel needles piercing into Ning Yao's heart.

It was a mess of flesh and blood.

Ning Yao's expression instantly changed, and her delicate makeup face turned green and white.

'"Donglin," she laughed mockingly, "I'm just saying that Wanwan has been in prison for a few years. She said that her eyesight has deteriorated and that Wanwan didn't say anything himself. Are you unhappy?"

"Don't forget, the one who wants to marry you is me, not her."

At this moment, Ning Yao's expression was extremely ugly. Because of jealousy and anger, her face twisted.

Shen Donglin looked at Ning Yao coldly and scolded in a low voice, "You are simply unreasonable!"

"I, I'm unreasonable?" Ning Yao's heart ached, and her expression changed. "Shen Donglin, are you asking Wanwan to judge me? Am I unreasonable? Or are you unreasonable?"

Finally, she sneered and added, "What I said is the truth. How could it be unreasonable if I didn't fake it at all?"

At that moment, Mo Han suddenly regretted agreeing to accompany Ning Yao to try on her wedding dress.

Mo Han restrained her gaze and tried her best to pull out a smile. She deliberately lowered her voice, "Shen Donglin, just say a few words. Pregnant women's emotions can easily rise and fall. You should let Little Yao go."

"Wanwan, you …"

Shen Donglin seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

That small face was still bright, against the afternoon sun, so bright that no one dared to look straight at it.

The corner of Shen Donglin's mouth curled into a smile of ridicule.

He lowered his head, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be suppressing the pain of tearing. After a long time, Shen Donglin raised his head and said indifferently, "Wanwan, you're not wrong! The wrong person is me, I shouldn't have asked you."

Mo Han thought for a moment and said, "So you plan to do this now? Donglin, Little Yao is very excited now. She still has your child in her stomach."

"If I leave now, I will definitely be deemed a heartless man. Then everyone will come and attack me, her parents, my parents, and those relatives and friends around me."

Shen Donglin snorted, took a deep breath of cigarette, and coughed violently again.

Mo Han lowered her eyes and her expression changed slightly, "You, when did you learn to smoke?"

"Always."

However, in front of her, he never smoked.

The corner of Mo Han's mouth moved slightly. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she could not say anything.

"Wanwan, you can go in first! I'll find you soon after I smoke this cigarette."

"Alright then!"

…

Mo Han turned back to the wedding gown shop. The moment Ning Yao saw her, her emotions were still excited.

She quickly rushed forward and grabbed Mo Han's wrist, her fingernails almost embedded in her flesh.

Ning Yao's fingernails were very long, and her transparent nails were covered with pink nail polish. Immediately after, there was a "cracking" sound. One of her fingernails broke, stained with some crimson blood.

Mo Han snorted in pain, her eyebrows tightly knitted together.

Unfortunately, Ning Yao couldn't see Mo Han's pain at all. She only had an anxious expression and couldn't wait to ask, "Wanwan, where's Donglin? Did you, did you chase him back?"

Mo Han didn't dare to struggle hard, fearing that she would be pushed down by accident. She still had a baby in her stomach, and if something happened, she simply couldn't bear the responsibility.

Suppressing the pain of being stabbed into her flesh by her fingernails, Mo Han frowned and said, "Little Yao, can you let go first? You're hurting me."

"Are you hurting me?" Ning Yao regained her senses and looked at Mo Han suspiciously.

Mo Han said softly, "Hmm." Then he said, "Little Yao, let go first. I saw Dong Lin when I went out just now. He said that when he finished smoking that cigarette, he would immediately come in."

Ning Yao bit the corner of her lips, as if she didn't believe her words. "Wanwan, you didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you? That's what Shen Donglin said."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Donglin had already appeared at the entrance of the wedding gown shop. Ning Yao's eyes lit up and she hurriedly went forward to greet him.

At this moment, Ning Yao was like a child who had done something wrong.

She reached out and grabbed Shen Donglin's sleeve. She gently shook it and looked at him, "Donglin, are you still angry? Sorry, I was wrong just now. I apologize to you, okay?"

Shen Donglin lowered his head and looked at the white hands. A hint of disgust flashed through his eyes. He said, "I'm not angry, and you don't need to apologize to me."

"By the way, hurry up and choose a wedding dress. It won't be easy for Mo Han to ask for leave."

Ning Yao bit the corner of her lips, her eyes hazy with tears. "Donglin, are you really not angry with me?"

Shen Donglin shook his head and said, "I'm not angry."

A normal person would never be angry with an insignificant person. In Shen Donglin's eyes, Ning Yao was such an insignificant person. He had never liked her.

Never!

That night, the victim was clearly him, but in the eyes of the world, he was the one who took advantage of him.

"Donglin, I knew you wouldn't be angry with me, so I'll go pick a wedding dress now."

"It's good that you like it."

…

At around 3 pm, Mo Han asked to leave on time. She took the subway directly to the nearest subway station to Lanlan's kindergarten, and then stopped a taxi at the exit of the subway station.

When she arrived, she was still five minutes away from the end of kindergarten.

As for Fu Yuchen, when Mo Han was still in the subway, he received a phone call from him saying that there was an important meal to attend at the last minute. He had to attend …

Mo Han stood at the gate and waited for a few minutes. The gate slowly opened.

The parents or babysitters who were waiting at the entrance walked in in an orderly manner.

She followed the crowd and soon saw Fu Lanlan standing at the door, looking out.

"Auntie, auntie …"

Before Mo Han could approach, the little fellow immediately ran towards her.

Mo Han hurriedly squatted down, opened her arms and hugged Lanlan. Then she heard Lanlan lying in her arms and saying, "Auntie, I miss you so much."

Mo Han's heart warmed up as she intimately rubbed the little fellow's head, "I miss you too."

Finally, she added with a smile, "Let's go! Let's go home, and Auntie will make you delicious food."

'"Oh, I want to eat the popsicle cake. It's the kind with pearls. I also want sweet and sour fish. I also want tomato beef belly. I also want to eat …" Lanlan's mouth became more and more greedy, and he almost drooled.

"Auntie, as long as it's made by you, I want to eat it."

Mo Han smiled and agreed, "Then, as long as it's something Lanlan wants to eat, I'll make it for you."

When they reached the entrance of the kindergarten, Zhao Yi, who had been waiting for them, hurriedly walked forward and said with a smile, "Miss Mo, Mr. Mo asked me to send you and Miss back to the villa on the top of the mountain."

Mo Han pursed her lips and smiled at Zhao Yi. "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Zhao," she said.

Zhao Yi grinned and scratched the back of his head honestly. "Miss Mo, don't be so polite to me. Oh right, what did you call me before? Now you should call me Mr. Zhao. I'm not used to it."

"Alright then! Little Zhao."

Mo Han brought Lanlan into the car.

Phoenix Hotel.

Fu Yuchen sat quietly on the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be somewhat drunk.

Piansheng, he was the only junior who had dinner with him tonight. The other two were not only important leaders in the persimmons, they also had some friendship with his father, Fu Feng. He didn't want to drink this wine, so he couldn't help but drink it.

"Yuchen, can't you do it now?" Someone laughed and teased him, "You can't even drink half as much as your father."

Fu Yuchen frowned invisibly and smiled without a trace, "Uncle Chen, you know, my alcohol tolerance has never been good. Drinking so much tonight is already too much."

"How much are you drinking? Go on, keep drinking! We'll have to have a good time tonight."

The leader surnamed Chen who spoke had already blushed.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately filled the wine.

Fu Yuchen did not pretend. He raised his glass and toasted the two elders. His tone was respectful but he did not feel flattering. "Uncle Chen, Uncle Yang, you are older than me. Drink less. I will toast you with this cup."

"I'll drink all of them. You guys can do whatever you want."

After another cup, the spicy liquid burned his stomach, causing him to feel uncomfortable.

Fu Yuchen picked up a wet towel and wiped the corner of his mouth, then took another sip of the watermelon juice.

'"Yuchen, you're too sensible. Don't worry! That project will definitely be yours three years from now. In terms of overall strength, the only person in Cloud City who can compare with your three lives is MT Group, but your Uncle Yang and I are more interested in the three lives in your hands."

"That's right! Yuchen, this project is related to the people's livelihood of Cloud City. Your Uncle Yang and I dare not neglect it in the slightest."

"Our people have already investigated. The MT Group's funds are all invested in the project of the movie village. We can't afford to use any extra funds to prepare for the new project. So as long as nothing unexpected happens, this project will be a three-life one."