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Chapter 10

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"But there's one thing," Yan Qingchi looked at him and said seriously, "Since we've decided to get married, many things before marriage should come to an end. Whether it's you or me, no matter who we liked before marriage, now that we're married, all these things have to come to an end. Our marriage is not only about the two of us, but also about the Jiang Family, the Yan Family, and Qi Qi. So, under normal circumstances, no matter what happens, I won't care about it, and I won't divorce you. But, "Yan Qingchi said seriously," if you fall in love with someone else or get involved with someone else, I don't care if you knew this person before marriage or after marriage. I won't stay in the same room with you anymore. At that time, I hope we can get a peaceful divorce. "

"Why aren't you worried that you're in love with someone else or that you've rekindled your old flame?" Jiang Mochen asked.

When Yan Qingchi heard that, he knew that Jiang Mochen had investigated him and knew about the past between the original owner and Li Xinran. He thought for a moment and asked, "Do you think you're good enough?"

"Of course," Jiang Mochen said confidently.

"That's right." Yan Qingchi leaned back in his seat and said calmly, "Since you're good enough and I'm with you all the time, why would I fall in love with someone else?"

Jiang Mochen was stunned by his rhetorical question. This sentence … why did it sound like he was flirting with him …

Yan Qingchi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think so much. When it's time to fall in love, it's useless to say so much now. If it's not time to fall in love, it's useless to say these words. Remember what I said. Let bygones be bygones. Don't look back in the future, and don't do anything to hurt the other party. Even if there's no love between us, we have to create a peaceful and warm environment for Qi Qi to grow up in. Understand? "

Jiang Mochen reached out and took his hand down. "Don't worry. Qi Qi is my son. I care more about him than you do."

"That's good." After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, she didn't stay any longer. She said goodbye to him, got out of the car, and walked back to her neighborhood.

Jiang Mochen watched him walk away from his car step by step and frowned silently. Yan Qingchi's back was very beautiful. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a kind of indifference and confidence. He looked at her quietly and unconsciously thought of what he had just said. It was hard for him to reconcile this Yan Qingchi with the stupid and pretentious Yan Qingchi that he had seen in the information. He was momentarily confused. What kind of personality did this person have? Did he really marry me just for that 50 million?

He thought of what Yan Qingchi had said just now: "I'm facing you all the time. Why would I like someone else?" Jiang Mochen suddenly felt a little irritated. Could it be that he liked him?

However, before this thought could germinate, it was pushed back into the soil by him. To him, it didn't matter whether Yan Qingchi liked him or not. Since he didn't like Yan Qingchi, there was no need for him to speculate about other people's feelings.

He collected his thoughts. The moment Yan Qingchi walked into the neighborhood, he turned the car around and drove back. He didn't need or want to spend any effort on Yan Qingchi. He just wanted to live together and take what he needed. There was no need for him to pursue so much.

Soon, Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen registered their marriage on a sunny day. The marriage certificate was very red. It was no different from the marriage certificates he had seen before he transmigrated. He looked at the marriage certificate in his hand and sighed deeply.

Jiang Mochen looked at him. "What's wrong? Are you regretting it?"

"No, I'm just lamenting that my short and happy single life is coming to an end just like that. Haven't you heard that marriage is the grave of love? We … "

"There's no love between us," Jiang Mochen interrupted him and reminded him.

"That's even scarier." Yan Qingchi looked at him. "An ordinary marriage is just a grave. What about us? We're a desolate grave with no end in sight!"

Jiang Mochen was speechless.

"Do you want to have a drink with me and lament the happiness of being single that's leaving us?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

The two of them had been together for some time now. They were much more familiar with each other than when they first met. As a result, Jiang Mochen had already shed his gentle appearance and revealed his not-so-beautiful inner self.

Sure enough, after Jiang Mochen heard his invitation, he snorted and said, "I don't have time."

Yan Qingchi felt that he missed the Jiang Mochen they first met. In any case, he still pretended to be gentle. Now, he had exposed his indifferent nature without any scruples.

He pretended to be shocked and looked at the person in the driver's seat in disbelief. "Today is the day we registered our marriage. You're telling me that you don't have time? Didn't you say that you would fulfill your responsibilities as a husband and try your best to satisfy my needs? "Yan Qingchi shook his head and lamented," Sure enough, good-looking men are all liars. "

Jiang Mochen looked at him coldly. "When you say that, you should look at your own face in the mirror first."

"I'm different," Yan Qingchi said calmly. "I never lie. Look, I said I agreed to marry you, so let's get married." He waved the marriage certificate in his hand.

Jiang Mochen was helpless. "Where are we going?"

"You're the one who wants to go out. Why are you asking me where we're going? Of course, you're taking me home. "

Jiang Mochen rolled his eyes at him and drove home.

When they arrived at the neighborhood, Yan Qingchi unfastened his seat belt and was about to get out of the car. Jiang Mochen also unfastened his seat belt. "What's wrong? Did you leave something at home?"

"Yes, I left my wine at home."

Yan Qingchi nodded, but suddenly realized something. Wait, did he … agree to drink with me?

He turned his head and asked tentatively, "Did you leave something behind?"

"What?"

"Me!" Yan Qingchi pointed at himself.

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