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When Jane Mo first went to the United States, she was five months pregnant, and because she was thin, her stomach didn’t look like it was five months old. In an unfamiliar place, you can imagine. Her own mother had completely forgotten about her, and the sudden appearance of Ning Qingyuan she could not fully trust.

In that year, the Ning family has a woman often in and out – Qin Qing, graduated from the famous Ivy League University, beauty and intelligence all in one.

She is also very good to Jane Mo, Jane Mo is five months pregnant, is still very bad, basically eat a lot of vomit a lot. When Qin Qinglab doesn’t have anything to do, she will come over to accompany her. Sometimes she and Jian Mo told her interesting stories about the school, but of course she liked it best when Jian Mo told her stories about the ancient tombs.

In that period of time when she was pregnant, loneliness often accompanied her, she has been no sense of security, for which Jane Mo is still very grateful to Qin Qing’s companionship, so that her tasteless life more than a few points of dazzling luster. She always remembered when she gently touched her stomach, “the little baby will move.” That newfound expression was full of compassion.

It was only half a year after she gave birth to Lemon that Qin Qing didn’t show up at the Ning family again for a long period of time. It wasn’t until a few years later that she received an invitation from Qin Qing.

Jane Mo leaned against the porch pillar in the corner and watched Qin Qing and his husband from afar. Qin Qing’s once straight hair was now permed into curls, finished in a bun at the back of her head with rhinestone clips, mesmerizing people’s eyes as she walked.

The drinks were flowing, the sideburns were scented, and the wine smelled intoxicating. Qin Qing held his husband on her arm, walking through the crowd, the man and the woman were truly a pair of beauties.

Ning Qingyuan stood leisurely on the side, the wine in his hand didn’t move a bit.

“Not going to say hello?” Jian Mo asked.

Ning Qingyuan pursed the corners of his lips and did not speak.

“Such a big beauty was lost by you, you won’t be able to find it even if you hit the lantern in the future.” She raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes moving lightly, indescribably moving.

Ning Qingyuan’s body moved slightly towards □, leaning extremely close to her, Jane Mo froze slightly, the tip of her nose floating with a faint male scent. His breath brushed against her ear, causing a wave of tingling, “You don’t understand.”

Jane Mo froze and subconsciously took a few steps back. She wore a modified cheongsam today, light pink, fresh and elegant, a head of long hair gathered in a bun, revealing a long and slender neck, raising her hand is actually a graceful and soft style. Because it is a cheongsam, she specially chose a pair of half-high nude-colored high-heeled shoes. With this sudden backward movement, the heel of her shoes abruptly went askew, and her whole body suddenly lost its center of gravity and fell backward.

Fortunately, Ning Qingyuan was quick and pulled her back. She stuck to his chest, her chest thumping.

“You’re still the same as before.” He said this in an ungentlemanly manner, his hand gripping her wrist tightly.

The two of them were plastered so tightly that the people outside the dimly lit corner only thought it was a pair of lovers flirting.

The atmosphere was ambiguous for a moment.

Jane Mo swallowed her throat and took a violent step backward. “Thank you.”

Ning Qingyuan slightly lowered the corners of his eyes, the lines of his jaw were surprisingly gentle as he looked deeply at her. Jane Mo suddenly felt inexplicably flustered in her heart, “I’m a little thirsty go to that drink.” She turned around, only his movements were faster than hers, and had already tightened his grip on her hand.

At the same time, a beautiful figure in front of them slowly walked towards them step by step.

“Long time no see, Qing Yuan, Jian Mo.” The corner of Qin Qing’s mouth drew a graceful arc.

Jane Mo moved slightly and broke away from his hand. “Qin Qing, I forgot to congratulate you, happy wedding.” She said calmly, slowly calming down the uneasiness she had just felt.

Qin Qing’s gaze darted slightly over the two of them, “It didn’t disturb you, did it?” She raised her eyebrows, her expression animated.

“How could it.” Jian Mo dryly pulled the corner of her mouth, “I happen to be a bit thirsty, you guys chat.”

Looking at her departing figure, Qin Qing shrugged, “What to do? Ning Qingyuan I regret.” She took a sip of wine, her expression changing unpredictably, “After so many years, you’ve guarded her side, but you’re still fruitless. This isn’t like your style of doing things at all.”

Ning Qingyuan hooked the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand, “Happy new marriage.”

Qin Qing glanced at him and held out her hand, “Ning Qingyuan, you don’t know how sour I felt in my heart the moment I just saw you.” She hummed, “But now my heart is soothed.”

Not all love given was reciprocated.

Both of their gazes followed behind Jian Mo, who took a cup of juice and ate all the way along the dining table.

“Qingyuan, if you could have come up with the quickness and ruthlessness to reject me back then, it is estimated that ah your and Jane Mo’s child can even play soy sauce now.” Qin Qing spoke frankly, only a flash of heartache welled up in her eyes.

Ning Qingyuan hooked the corner of his mouth, “She’s just an elm brain.”

But you just like it don’t you? Qin Qing thought, sometimes the fate between men and women is so strange, more than ten years between her and him, but can’t withstand a short moment of Jane Mo.

Even if she could never get Ning Qingyuan, she didn’t regret all those years of giving.

“My husband is here.” Qin Qing waved her hand, “Introducing, my husband, Xu Cheng. My bamboo horse, Ning Qingyuan.”

Xu Cheng was a doctor of physics, with metal-framed glasses, refined, “Hello, I’ve often heard Qin Qing mention you.”

“Hello, I’ve heard a lot about you.” Xu Cheng in the United States academic reputation resoundingly, has been the next Nobel Prize in Physics hotly debated candidates.

“Mom and dad are looking for you.” Xu Cheng said to Qin Qing.

Qin Qing nodded and turned his face, “Qingyuan, I’ll go over first.” After a pause, she raised the bar in her hand, “Sometimes it’s not a bad plan to speak the truth after drinking.” She winked and left with a coquettish smile.

Ning Qingyuan shook his head helplessly, his gaze shifted to Jane Mo’s figure not far away, fixed his eyes for a few seconds, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he finally picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one go.

Jane Mo ate a round, and finally walked to the backyard alone and silently. The backyard was built after the Qing Dynasty gardens, with small bridges and flowing water, carved fences and painted buildings, and a unique flavor. She simply took off her high heels and walked barefoot toward the pavilion. There was a palace lantern hanging in one corner of the pavilion, emitting a faint fluorescent light. As she sat there with her eyes closed, she could vaguely see the music flowing through the hall.

“Why did you run here?”

In the silence Jane Mo didn’t even notice someone coming over, she opened her eyes, let out a dark breath and sat up slightly. Flagstaff was easy to accidentally.

“You ah-” Ning Qingyuan sat to the side, “really know how to find a place.”

“You’ve been drinking?” Jane Mo smelled the faint scent of wine.

Ning Qingyuan met her gaze, gentle as water, “Xiao Mo, I have something to say to you.” He said without hesitation.

Jian Mo’s heart suddenly thumped, her ten fingers unconsciously clenched, “I’ll go in and help you pour a glass of water.”

She got up and his voice sounded behind her. “You know, don’t you?”

Her heart sank again and again, her back trembled slightly, “Qing Yuan, you’re drunk.” She gripped her hand tightly and lifted her foot.

“Xiao Mo, let’s get married.” He stood up, looking straight at her, each seemingly using all the strength in his circumference –