Even though Mo Han felt more resentment towards Mo Nan, when he thought about the real Mo Han who had actually left him and would never meet him again in his lifetime, Mo Han's throat immediately became bitter. "Mm. Aren't you going to stop working? It's raining so heavily."

"Me? I take more taxis on rainy days. I can earn a little more and lighten the burden on the children." The taxi driver said straightforwardly.

Looking at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, Mo Han's heart instantly felt even more uncomfortable.

In order to make a living, everyone was not easy, and compared to them, Mo Han was already very lucky, so what reason did she not have to live well?

"Mm, then pay attention to your safety. The road is slippery on rainy days. Don't drive too fast."

"Alright, thank you, young lady!" The taxi driver smiled exceptionally kindly.

After getting off the car, Mo Han decided to go home and take a good bath.

Because every day was a new day, she should also be a better person.

"Qingzi, your number." At 10 p.m., Simian and Mo Han sat by the window of the temporary studio, completing their urgently-needed deliveries.

"Who is it?" Mo Han asked as she put down the brush in her hand.

Si Nian stuck her head out and looked at the screen of her phone, "Your husband."

"Hello." Mo Han opened her mouth in confusion, because she remembered that she had sent a message to Fu Yuchen during dinner with Sinian in the evening, telling him that he would be home late tonight.

"The company has some urgent business to attend to tonight, so I won't be staying at home tonight. You should go to bed early." Fu Yuchen warned calmly. "Alright. Pay attention to your body." After Mo Han finished speaking, she hung up on her own initiative.

"Why aren't you home yet?" Si Nian smiled wickedly. Mo Han reached out and pinched her cheek. "He worked overtime at the company all night."

What Mo Han didn't expect was that just as she finished speaking, Si Nian laughed, "Hahahaha, your husband needs to work overtime all night? I think he went to Xiao Mi's place, right?"

"Do you want to send a bowl of chicken soup to the company to find out the truth?" Si Nian instantly became serious and seriously suggested to Mo Han.

"No need. Let him go." Mo Han smiled helplessly. She had never participated in Fu Yuchen's work. As long as he says he is working, she will not disturb him again, whether it is true or false.

Isn't that how adults get along? If you don't tell me, I won't ask. If you want to lie, I won't expose it.

"I don't think we should be so Buddhist." Si Nian said thoughtfully.

"Aren't you afraid that I will fall in love with Fu Yuchen? Isn't it appropriate to have a Buddhist element?" Mo Han said self-deprecatingly.

"At first it was, but now I feel like I have chosen. Then do your best to fulfill your role and responsibility. People are emotional, so I feel that emotions can be nurtured over time. Since that was the case, why didn't he spend more time with Fu Yuchen to cultivate this possibility? "Why did you push him into someone else's embrace?" Sinian explained rationally.

Mo Han thought for a moment, then nodded, "Well, I think what you said makes sense. I will seriously consider it."

"If you don't take advantage of this opportunity, you will regret it. I'm serious, Qingzi. Fu Yuchen is a man worthy of entrustment." Si Nian put down the brush in his hand and looked at Mo Han seriously.

Mo Han shook her head and said mockingly, "If it was really worth entrusting, then she wouldn't come to my door every three to five."

"Isn't that all from the past? Look, after you two got married, aren't there any more?" Si Nian retorted.

"That's true. I hope he can keep it up. Otherwise, my life will become a daily struggle with my rivals, not a matter of physical and mental exhaustion. It's a waste of life." Mo Han said from the bottom of her heart.

"Let's go. He's not going home tonight anyway. Shall I treat you to a drink?" Si Nian said expectantly.

"Let's go, Li Bai has a hundred poems about wine. Our inspiration for wine is limitless!" Mo Han immediately started packing. The two of them walked towards the Sunset Bar excitedly. Ever since Mo Han and Fu Yuchen got married, their best friends had no chance to ask for wine alone.

Chao Yan, who received WeChat, had already prepared champagne and ice cubes for the two of them. Seeing the two of them walk in, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Old seat, call me if you need anything."

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"Thank you, Yan Ouba!" After the two of them finished speaking in unison, they used their fingerprints to successfully unlock the door of the private room.

However, as soon as the champagne was poured into the glass, the push on their phones became domineering. "Is something big happening again? So many news items are being pushed." As Si Nian said this, she slid away her phone and was stunned the next second. "Qingzi, I'm sorry, I look like a crow's mouth."

"What's the matter? Look at your mouth. You can even directly stuff a glass of wine." Mo Han teased.

"Your husband" Si Nian looked at Mo Han hesitantly.

"What happened to Fu Yuchen?" Mo Han ignored Sinian and drank alone with her glass in hand.

"The most attractive married person in Nan'an City, Fu Yuchen, is a model. The two of them haven't left since they entered the hotel." Si Nian read out the news headline in fear.

"Sister Nian, let's focus on your ability to predict. Otherwise, can you help me predict the winning number of the next two-colored ball?" Mo Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sister Qingzi, I was wrong. I really was wrong." Si Nian was also wronged. She didn't intend to say it, but she didn't expect it to come true.

"I'm just kidding. How can I blame you for this? He was the one who went to find the model himself, and you didn't arrange it. He just said that he restrained himself after getting married, but he didn't expect that the paparazzi hadn't revealed it yet. Drink, drink, and leave him alone." Mo Han kept pouring wine into the wine glass, as if she would never let it go until she was drunk.

"Stop drinking. What if you get drunk on such an important matter?" With that, Si Nian reached out and snatched Mo Han's wine cup.

"What does it have to do with me? Do you think I can interfere in Fu Yuchen's affairs? Why don't you drink some wine and pretend that you don't know when you sleep?" Mo Hanfeng said calmly.

"Are you dreaming? Pretend you don't know? The entire network is down now because of your husband's search. Everyone in Nan'an City will know about this tomorrow."

"You can stop yourself from thinking, but can you stop others? You can't! Look at the comments below. You deserve to be scolded. You deserve it. You deserve it. You deserve it. You deserve it. You deserve sympathy. Do you believe that you will be surrounded by reporters after dusk? The sadder you are, the happier they will be. If you behave like a fine person, they will complain that you don't have a heart. No matter what you do, it's all wrong. Do you know? "

Looking at the worry on Si Nian's face, Mo Han smiled, "You believe me, I can do it."

"The more you behave like this, the more distressed I feel, don't you know?" Si Nian almost roared out these words.

"I know, so I have to hold on even more." Mo Han looked at Si Nian with certainty, telling her and herself.

When Chao Yan pushed open the door of the private room, Mo Han and Si Nian were already drunk. "Come on, Brother Yan, cheers!"

"Cheers, my bar is already surrounded by reporters on the third floor." Chao Yan's head was already big, because he always liked to be quiet, but tonight, he was already about to explode from the commotion of these people outside.

"I didn't expect that one day, morning and evening, it would appear on the hotspot in Nan'an City in such a way, right? How was it? Was it surprising? Was it surprising?" Si Nian proudly asked.

"What a surprise! From today onwards, I can see that Master Qingzi will be stationed at dawn and dusk. Until Fu Yuchen's disturbance completely disappears, otherwise the reporters will definitely not let her go." Chao Yan's face was unusually serious. Unfortunately, Si Nian and Mo Han's eyes had long since lost focus.

"Why should I let them let me go? It's not like I did anything wrong. Let's go, Sinian, go back to the studio." After Mo Han finished speaking, she fell to her feet.

"Right! The wrong person is not you. What are you afraid of? The sky is falling or the sisters are blocking it for you! Let's go!" Si Nian held Mo Han's hand and said firmly.

Chao Yan quickly pulled the two of them back. "You can't go out now. There are reporters all over the place."

"I must go out and see what they can do to me!" Mo Han pushed Chao Yan away without hesitation, then pulled Si Nian's hand and ran out on cotton.

In front of the door, Mo Han carefully tidied up her clothes, patched her lipstick, and stroked her head. After confirming that she was satisfied, she walked out.

"Miss Mo, may I ask if Young Master Fu and Nen Mo haven't had this incident since they entered the hotel room? Do you know?" Reporter A asked straightforwardly, completely ignoring Mo Han's feelings.

Mo Han smiled and said, "Your notices have already flown everywhere, so can I not know?"

"Then may I ask Miss Mo, since you know, what do you plan to do with it?" Reporter B asked as he stared at Mo Han with interest.

"My husband told me that he was in the hotel room accompanying Nen Mo on the script for tomorrow's departure. If you don't believe me, there's a WeChat chat record here." After Mo Han finished speaking, she generously handed the chat page with Fu Yuchen to the reporters.

The message Fu Yuchen sent was that he was accompanying Nen Mo to the script, so Mo Han must not misunderstand.

However, the keen-eyed reporter C had already discovered that this message was sent after the news bulletin flew everywhere, not before. This was clearly concealing the truth of the matter.

"In the early hours of the morning, a normal man and a normal woman were actually in the hotel suite. Miss Mo, can you believe it yourself? I'm afraid Young Master Fu lied to you, but he discovered that his real schedule was exposed, so he sent another message to explain."

Mo Han smiled. "Of course I don't believe it. But since Fu Yuchen is my husband, I naturally have to believe him. If I don't believe him, I have to believe him. Do you understand?"

'"Half a month ago, Young Master Fu was afraid of sleeping with this model. However, the manuscript that was about to be exposed the next day was suddenly bought by someone and this matter was not settled. I wonder if Miss Mo knows anything about this matter?" Reporter D looked at Mo Han and asked firmly, with an expression that if Mo Han did not answer, she would not give up.

Mo Han was obviously stunned. Half a month ago, Fu Yuchen did come back one night after dawn. However, his explanation at that time was that the car broke down on the road, so the people who had waited for a long time to pick him up were naturally reasonable.

Because she felt that she and he were just contracted couples, Mo Han did not think too much. After all, there was no need to think too much about this matter. However, at this moment, Mo Han felt a little uncomfortable being blocked from exposing the truth and forcing herself to accept and face the truth.

Furthermore, that draft must have been bought by Fu Yuchen himself. In the entire Nan'an City, apart from him intercepting the news, no one else could completely seal off the news.

After hesitating, Mo Han said, "I know, because I bought that manuscript."

The reporters were immediately shocked. "You bought it? Why did you buy that story? Are you afraid that your position as the wife of the CEO will be lost after the news is exposed?"

'No, you're wrong. I don't want my husband to be misunderstood. Because I was with them that day. My husband didn't have any appointments with her alone.' Mo Han worked very hard to fabricate lies for Fu Yuchen and her feelings.

"Then what is Miss Mo's explanation this time?" Obviously, the reporters did not intend to let Mo Han off just like that, because Fu Yuchen was obviously unable to interview him, so Mo Han was their only breakthrough. They could not let Mo Han off.

"Why did my husband make an appointment with that young lady at the hotel? What exactly happened to them at the hotel? I don't know anything at the moment. If you want to know, you can ask him directly." Mo Han thought for a moment and threw the pot to Fu Yuchen.