"Mrs. Fu, how can there be such a virtuous wife like you in the world? How can I marry you if I am He De?"

Fu Yuchen's rainbow fart was obviously very useful in Mo Han's heart, so Mo Han smiled exceptionally brightly. "Perhaps it was because you cultivated for many years in your previous life and accumulated a lot of blessings?"

"Yes. That's necessary!" Fu Yuchen nodded solemnly, which made Mo Han feel extremely adorable.

"By the way, what happened to your lovelorn friend that you mentioned last time?" On the way to send Mo Han to the studio, Fu Yuchen suddenly remembered something that had worried Mo Han for a long time.

As expected, Mo Han's brows immediately wrinkled when he mentioned this matter.

"For so many years, I have never learned how to love someone. I have never learned how to accept someone's love softly.

Abnormal and unbalanced love is the best enlightenment in life, just as dark clouds and storms are the best revelations in the sky, but also the cruelest. Fortunately, the world is relative, making life full of regrets everywhere, but it also makes us live in the dark days of emotions, no matter how distant we are, no matter how difficult we are to get through,

There was still the possibility of seeing sunlight through the cracks in the cliffs.

However, throughout our lives, there are not many things that we have to do. For example, getting married, or having children. I have a good life by myself, so after careful consideration, I made the decision to live a lifetime by myself. But I still love this world so much that tears come to my eyes.

I think you can understand me if you love me. It's not a loss of faith in love, it's the only way of life that I'm interested in.

If I can meet fate happily in my later life, I will definitely not hesitate and go against the current.

So stop introducing me to my boyfriend. Thank you for your kindness.

'"I'm fine, don't worry anymore." Mo Han took out her phone, took out her friend's friend circle updated at 3:30 a.m. last night and read it to Fu Yuchen. Apparently, she was still insomnia at that point.

If a person's heart was really not uncomfortable, how could insomnia be so serious?

Therefore, in Mo Han's eyes, this seemingly chicken soup-like circle of friends made her feel even more distressed for her little companion.

"Do all of you girls become poets after you lose your love?" Fu Yuchen smiled and looked at Mo Han expectantly.

Mo Han sighed straightforwardly, "Most of them are. They're different from you guys."

"Actually, we are also very uncomfortable, but we are not used to expressing." Fu Yuchen immediately corrected Mo Han's point of view, because he was worried that Mo Han would mistakenly believe that after the breakup, the boy would not be sad.

Actually, as long as he was someone he loved seriously, how could he not feel uncomfortable?

"Is that so?" Mo Han nodded thoughtfully. "We really didn't expect that such a good girl would be cheated on by such a man."

"That man is also, chop kick chop kick. I also posted on Weibo about my cheating partners and their lives after they cheated on each other, so of course my little buddy is very heart-piercing. She couldn't help but not look. Mr. Fu, you said that feeling must be very uncomfortable, right? Seeing with your own eyes the man and other girls you loved the most in the past, from knowing how much they loved each other to seeing their parents, and then to getting married in the future … Mo Han sighed helplessly.

"Actually, I think it's better for that scumbag to get married earlier. Because that way, your best friend can completely let go. I don't think it's worth it for a man who cheats on her." In fact, Fu Yuchen really wanted to ask Mo Han if she had any secret love deeds in the past, but on second thought, those were all small pleasures that Mo Han could not return to, so let her know for herself.

"My girlfriend even cut her long hair that she had been wearing for ten years. You know how hard she tried to get herself out of that mire." As Mo Han said this, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

She remembered a bridge in the ferryman. Chun Chun held a piece of ice in his hand. No matter how hard he tried, he still had nothing when he opened his palm in the end.

Therefore, Mo Han finally understood that when they said that the coolest thing about a girl was that she didn't have anyone she liked in her heart.

Actually, there are too many beautiful things in this world, so there is no need to hold on to a certain relationship or a certain period of time in the past and not forget it.

Over the past ten years, Mo Han's long-haired companion had been persuaded countless times to get a little cut, or to have a curl permed, but she was still stubborn, unpermed, undyed, and uncut.

However, on that very ordinary afternoon, she walked straight into the barber's shop and cut it with a knife.

Everyone said that everything would start from scratch, so Mo Han naturally understood how hard she had made this decision.

"I believe that two people can see more scenery together; I also believe that many places can be reached by one person. I believe that two people will have more fun together; I also believe that many feelings can only be experienced by oneself. Two people are good, one person should not be afraid, there will always be people who will appreciate it. So for the rest of their lives, what are your best friends panicking about?" Fu Yuchen smiled and asked. He did not think that this was something that was worthy of his headache.

There must be a reason for all separation, and the biggest reason is not to love.

That was why Fu Yuchen couldn't understand why a person had to be persistent towards someone who didn't love him and give up all of his time.

In Fu Yuchen's opinion, this was an extremely irrational and completely unnecessary matter.

"I think you're the poet." Mo Han nodded, expressing her agreement with Fu Yuchen's point of view.

'"I went to see her after work in the evening. Her WeChat number hasn't exceeded three digits lately. It's obviously too bad for her to even go out. However, she can't act too pretentious. After all, there are still many people in this world waiting to see her joke, so no matter how uncomfortable she feels, she has to bear it head on."

"Beautiful girls never lower their heads, for they have double chins.

Hearing Mo Han's reason, Fu Yuchen couldn't help but laugh, "What kind of nonsense is this?"

"Also, why do you always like to open your WeChat number? It's a very private matter, isn't it?" Fu Yuchen asked seriously. In the past, Mo Han had the same view, but later, Mo Han had a different view.

More than 90% of their friends on WeChat were not in touch with each other, but they would give each other a circle of friends and then WeChat to praise each other. This was actually telling themselves that they cared about their own living conditions.

Many times, he only took a few steps on WeChat and continued for a few days. Mo Han would receive a phone call and ask her if she was sick or something.

Therefore, in Mo Han's eyes, it was actually a way of transmitting love.

Just like this time, why did she know that her little companion was especially uncomfortable? The reason was very simple. That was a person who used to walk ten thousand steps every day. Now, for many days, it was more than ten steps, or even a few steps.

The difference between normal exercise and the current data was so great that her heart felt so uncomfortable.

After hearing Mo Han's explanation, Fu Yuchen took the initiative to open his own movement data.

Mo Han stood in front of the window of the study, holding a glass of red wine in her right hand. She looked at the painting that had just taken shape on the easel and slowly drank it.

Tonight, Fu Yuchen worked overtime at the company. Because there was a very important meeting tomorrow, Fu Yuchen had to personally verify all the information.

This had always been Fu Yuchen's habit, and it was also the reason why he was so busy.

On the other hand, Mo Han admired Fu Yuchen's meticulousness and concentration.

The bell on the desk rang several times before Mo Han realized that it was her phone ringing, not the soft music she was playing.

The screen flashed with the word Si Nian. Mo Han immediately pressed the answer button and found a comfortable position on the sofa to lie down.

In the past few days when they hadn't met each other, the two of them often talked on the phone to relieve their love affair.

"Qingzi, what are you doing?" Si Nian's voice was low as if she was whispering.

"Is it inconvenient for you to speak?" Every time he opened his mouth, Si Nian's extremely excited voice would come from the receiver, which made Mo Han feel very puzzled.

'"I'm going back to Nan'an City today. Can you come to my house to pick me up? Tell me that you asked me to help you look at the work, discuss something, or anything else. No matter what reason you find, just bring me out of the house!" Si Nian said urgently. She walked from the living room to the balcony, then from the balcony to the living room, then to the study room, and finally back to the bedroom. Then, the bedroom, the study room, the living room, and the balcony went back and forth.

Sinian felt that if she didn't go out to see the other scenery, she would be suffocated from internal injuries.

"Did you quarrel with your husband? Or did your husband bully you?" Mo Han's heart immediately rose to her throat. After all, there were two people in Sinian right now. If she was angry, if she was unhappy, if she suffered any grievances, all of this would affect the baby in her stomach.

As the godmother of the baby, Mo Han felt that she had an obligation to protect the baby.

The meaning behind Mo Han's words was very obvious. If something like what she said happened, she had to immediately rush out with a forty-meter-long saber to settle the score with Qu Heng.

"Qu Heng didn't bully me. It was precisely because Qu Heng went home to pick up some things that I had the chance to slip out. Quickly come and pick me up. Otherwise, there would be no such shop after passing this village." Si Nian stood by the window and looked downstairs, afraid that she would see Qu Heng's car appear in her line of sight, so that she wouldn't have the chance to go out to get some air.

Mo Han wanted to agree without hesitation, but when she thought about the baby in Si Nian's stomach, she couldn't help but hesitate, "Are you sure you want to come out? It's already very late."

"With you here, what do I need to worry about?" Si Nian's rainbow fart immediately teleported out.

However, Mo Han did not immediately pay the bill. She was still in a very hesitant state. When she did not say anything, Si Nian knew. Therefore, before Mo Han could speak again, Si Nian took the lead and said, "If you don't come and take me out for a breath of air, I'll directly pull you black!"

"Then pull the black." Mo Han knew that Si Nian naturally wouldn't do this, so she dared to go head-on with her like this.

What surprised Mo Han was that Sinian hung up her phone just as she finished her sentence. When she called again, the line was always busy.

Si Nian actually pulled himself black!

Mo Han sighed and had no choice but to get up from the sofa. She took her coat and walked out of the house.

Because she had drunk, Mo Han could only ask the driver to send her over. When she was still a short distance away from Sinian's residential area, Mo Han got off the car early. There was a large bookstore on the roadside.

Mo Han's reason was that she needed to find a book in the bookstore. She didn't know when she would find it, so she asked the driver to go back first.

It was only after the car body completely disappeared from her sight that Mo Han started running. After all, if Fu Yuchen knew that he was quietly going out in the middle of the night, he would have to tear her apart with his bare hands.

More importantly, not only did she leave so late, she also brought a pregnant woman with her.