C9 She Refused

Mi Yov's brain was buzzing. She once wondered if she was hallucinating. He did not seem to lack women. Could it be that he was drunk and was spouting nonsense?

"Mr Nangong, I don't have time to listen to jokes." Mi Yov said so.

Her reaction was not within his expectations, but it was exactly what he wanted.

"Now, as long as I get married, I can crush that scandal." Nangong Haoqi replied with a cold expression.

Mi Yov's mouth twitched. She said seriously, "Not necessarily. Nowadays, there are many wives of gay men. Perhaps the crowd will think that you are finding a wife to cover up your secret."

Her thoughts were indeed different from others. He stared into her eyes and stated unhurriedly, "After marriage, we can prove that the news is fake. If you don't want to implicate your friend, this is the best way. "

Without any consideration, she directly refused: "No, I can't treat marriage as a joke, there must be other ways."

Her rejection came too quickly, so fast that Nangong Haoqi had to believe that she was not interested in him at all, but he had a strong interest in her.

"You can think about it. We both need a marriage, and I need a wife to reduce the impact this time. And you also need a husband to deal with your parents." Nangong Haoqi said with understanding.

She smiled faintly, looked up, and calmly said, "I've decided to explain it to my parents. I'm not that kind of casual woman. "

He didn't force her to immediately make a decision, he turned around. He glanced at her indifferently. "Do whatever you want. This is my suggestion. If you change your mind, you can come and find me. " He left these words behind and left immediately.

Mi Yov stared blankly at him as he left. Then, she turned around and went back into the house. "How can I get married so casually?" She believed that there must be another way to resolve this matter.

Nangong Haoqi had just returned to the car when the figure of a familiar man walked past him. When he saw this person, Nangong Haoqi's eyes narrowed. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Mi Yov.

Mi Yov had just stepped into the bedroom when the doorbell rang again. She thought that Nangong Haoqi had returned. Mi Yov frowned and went to open the door. When she saw the person outside the door, the expression on her face clearly froze, and then it was filled with displeasure.

Mi Yov's face was gloomy and her tone was unkind as she said, "What are you doing here? Scram."

A trace of sadness appeared on Chen Mohan's face, and he tried to pull her hand up, but his hand was directly flung away by her. "Mi Yov, I know you must be angry with me. I came today to apologize to you."

Her body blocked the door and she looked at him contemptuously. "I don't need your sympathy. Chen Mohan, you better disappear earlier."

Mi Yov was about to close the door but was quickly stopped by Chen Mohan. "Don't be agitated first. The only person I love is you. I have no choice but to marry Xiaowan."

" Chen Mohan, I am no longer that stupid Mi Yov. When you said that I was pestering you at the wedding, we broke up completely!" Mi Yov said angrily.

Chen Mohan held her hand and held it tightly, not allowing her to break free. "In that situation, with so many relatives and friends present, I had no choice but to do so. Mi Yov, I love you. As long as you are willing, we can still be together."

Mi Yov was stunned. She widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief." What do you mean? Chen Mohan, you still want to be with me?"

Chen Mohan looked at her excited look and promised affectionately, "The one I love the most is you, but Xiaowan is pregnant. When she gives birth to the child, I will divorce her and be with you. "

She raised her hand and gave him a slap in the face.

Her palm was numb. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth. "Chen Mohan, I will never want to see you!"

The man she once loved deeply was now using such insulting words to trample on her self-esteem! She was annoyed and hated that she had liked him before.