C4

Shen Mo Han was a man of his word, the two of them appeared in the hospital like a couple who loved each other. He took Jiang Lan to the hospital and sent her back to the Su Family.

"Dad, mom, take care of yourselves. Cen'er and I will come visit you often." Shen Mo Han embraced Su Cen's waist, a rare smile hung on his grave and stern face as he bid farewell to his father-in-law.

That's right, parents loved to see their loving faces the most, so in front of them, he would put this kind of love between husband and wife into full play, as long as they liked it.

"Dad, mom, we're leaving, you guys have to be fine." Su Cen had always been very cooperative when it came to matters like these.

The faces of the two middle-aged men in their fifties were full of smiles. It seemed that their daughter's marriage was quite a happy one. A loving couple, it seemed that their choice back then had been the right one.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the two of them walked out of the Su Family villa with a smile on their faces. His right hand was holding Su Cen's slender waist from time to time, and the two of them would occasionally whisper to each other. They were extremely close, and in the eyes of others, they were filled with envy.

The moment they walked out of the villa, the two of them parted ways. Shen Mo Han, who was beaming with smiles earlier, regained his usual coldness.

Su Cen's expression was also calm and emotionless. Their relationship only existed in public. He was well aware of it, so he wouldn't feel sad.

Glancing slightly at Shen Mo Han, his handsome side face was expressionless, with thick eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose, and sexy lips …

It was just that his brows were knitted tightly, no one knew what he was thinking.

Without a word, he took her directly to the Salamander women's club. Irene was the general manager of the club, also the most famous image designer in City Z, the most powerful fashion buyer, a frequent customer in Paris, Milan, Fashion Week.

She was the wife of Shen Mo Han's friend Han Xuanfei. She was open-minded and outgoing, and seemed to have a special affinity with Su Cen. She would often ask her out for tea, shopping, etc. It was a rare touch of warmth in Su Cen's cold life as a rich person.

Su Cen, who wore a tight dark-green corset with spring and autumn shoes, had her hair all coiled up, revealing her perfect little face. It was no exaggeration to say that standing in front of everyone was a perfect combination of Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn. They had angelic faces and devilish bodies.

Irene complacently pushed Su Cen in front of Shen Mo Han, smiled and said, "How is it? I wanted to look at her, at the so-called female stars outside. It was like a heaven and a earth. Mo Han, so lucky! "You must cherish your blessings!"

The well-dressed Su Cen, even Shen Mo Han who had seen much of the world, couldn't help but be stunned. His small face was unparalleled, his red lips were alluring, his skin was creamy, and the combination of the devil and the angel made it hard for men to breathe.

Su Cen felt a little uncomfortable being seen by him. He smiled faintly, "Can we go now?"

Shen Mo Han stood up and slowly walked to her side, lightly blocking her small waist, the sexy corner of his mouth slightly raised, his black eyes unable to hide his shock, "Let's go, my goddess!"

Their appearance at the engagement banquet instantly attracted the gazes of everyone present.

Since their marriage, this was the first time she accompanied him to such an occasion, and Su Cen couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Shen Mo Han remained the same, with a seemingly warm smile on his face, but deep down his bones, he gave off an incomparably cold feeling. A pair of thick eyes gazed upon him, his domineering aura could not be hidden.