"good!"

Wen Ran nodded slightly, and she didn't want to attend Luo Haofeng's wedding either.

If two people don’t love each other, such a wedding would have no meaning at all. When she married Mo Xiuchen, she was very glad that there was no wedding.

Because at that time, she didn't love him, and he didn't love her either.

It is just an exchange of interests. It is too embarrassing to let those who attend the wedding bless them with hypocritical blessings.

The phone was shaking on the coffee table. Mo Xiuchen put down the invitation and picked up the phone, "It was Akai who called him, and he must have received the invitation."

Mo Xiuchen said to Wen Ran, pressed the answer button with his long finger, and fed him lightly.

"Xiuchen, have you received an invitation from A Feng?" Gu Kai's voice came when he was on the phone. Mo Xiuchen pressed the voice-over, "It seems you have received it too?"

"Yeah, received."

Mo Xiuchen stretched out his legs, leaned into the sofa, and asked lazily: "Are you going?"

"A Feng didn't call. I think this invitation was not sent by him. You can call him to ask what he meant before deciding whether to go."

Gu Kai's voice came in a quiet and quiet manner.

Mo Xiuchen thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll call you later."

After talking to Gu Kai, Mo Xiuchen dialed Luo Haofeng's number. The phone rang a few times, and Luo Haofeng's voice came, "Hey, Xiuchen."

"I received your wedding invitation."

"What kind of wedding invitation, I didn't send it to you... It must have been made by Qi Meiling and my mother." Luo Haofeng's voice was depressed after being surprised.

"It's true that it was not your sender. Akai just asked me if I want to attend your wedding."

Mo Xiuchen pursed his thin lips, but his friend got married, but he had no intention of wishing blessings.

“Not to use.”

Luo Haofeng refused Mo Xiuchen without thinking.

**

Time passes quickly for happy people.

But it’s very slow for unhappy people. It took only two weeks from receiving the invitation to Luo Haofeng’s wedding.

Because Mo Xiuchen was accompanied by his wife and two unborn children, two weeks passed in just a blink of an eye.

Since I could feel the baby's fetal movement, Mo Xiuchen's must-do homework every night has changed from the love between husband and wife before Wen Ran became parent-child communication.

That night, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran leaned against the head of the bed, and finished telling the story to their two babies with a storybook. His big hand touched Wen Ran's bulging belly and interacted with the baby.

"Ranran, haven't you chosen the baby's nickname yet?"

Mo Xiuchen looked up and looked at Wen Ran who was holding a push of a name to screen. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, which was completely difficult to choose.

"It's so hard to choose. Xiuchen, why don't you choose."

Wen Ran pouted and handed the paper to Mo Xiuchen.

These little names were not given by one person, but everyone participated. Even Qin Mu, who has always disliked joining in the fun, also provided two names as reference.

What made Wen Ran embarrassed was that each of them asked her to use their names.

She was pregnant with twins, so she didn't need so many names.

"Ranran, are you giving me the offending errand?" Mo Xiuchen took the paper handed in Wen Ran's hand, and a doting curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ran raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I just think the name you chose must be better than the one I chose."

"Little liar."

Mo Xiuchen raised his hand to rub her head, and gently whipped his head dissatisfiedly: "Don't rub my hair in the future, I'm going to be a mother."

"Okay, I won't rub your hair after the baby comes out."

Mo Xiuchen agreed quickly, lowered his eyes, browsed quickly, then curled his lips and smiled: "Ranran, there are so many names, it is really hard to choose, otherwise, we don't want nicknames. In this way, no one has to offend."

Wen Ran laughed out loud, "Are you sure?"

"Well, sure, dad has promised to name our baby. At that time, it would be great to call it Daming directly, and the nicknames cannot be called to the big ones together. If you want to call a baby or something, you can't be twenty years old and you still call him a baby."

Such a picture appeared in Wen Ran's mind, and he couldn't hide his smile. He nodded repeatedly: "That's right, Xiu Chen, we won't name the baby anymore, and call it directly in the future."

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows, threw the paper in his hand on the small table in front of the bed, put his long arm over her shoulder, and held her in his arms, and said gently: "Ranran, when I come back from A Feng's wedding, I will accompany you to the hospital for prenatal examination."

Speaking of Luo Haofeng, Wen Ran thought of the email sent by Bai Xiaoxiao again. She nodded with a smile, raised her eyes and said, "Xiuchen, Xiaoxiao asked Luo Haofeng to tell him and Qi Meiling that she wished him and Qi Meiling to grow old."

"When did it happen?"

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"This morning, I received an email from Xiaoxiao. I don't know how she learned about Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling's marriage. Maybe Qi Meiling told her."

"What did Bai Xiaoxiao say?"

Mo Xiuchen looked at her with gentle eyes. Since Bai Xiaoxiao said, "I wish Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling a long time to grow old?"

Wen Ran's eyes flashed and she whispered: "I didn't say anything, I just asked you to convey my blessings. She may know that I would not attend Luo Haofeng's wedding."

"A Feng won't want to hear her blessings." Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly. The biggest reason why Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling got married was to protect Bai Xiaoxiao.

Perhaps hearing the displeasure in his words, Wen Ran explained: "Xiuchen, Xiaoxiao really hopes Luo Haofeng can live a good life. I know, you think that most of the reason why Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling got married is for Xiaoxiao. Perhaps, you still think that Xiaoxiao should not say blessing him."

Mo Xiuchen pursed his thin lips and did not answer the conversation.

Wen Ran’s understanding of him is just as he knows about Wen Ran.

From his words and expressions, you can guess a few points of his joys and anger.

"But, Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling are married. Xiao Xiao doesn't bless him, can she still go and rob a bride?"

In this love affair between Bai Xiaoxiao and Luo Haofeng, Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen will have those little bits of friends towards their own. This is the most common point of human nature.

"Ranran, I didn't blame Bai Xiaoxiao. Don't be angry with me because of this."

Mo Xiuchen sighed, and his gentle words were filled with a hint of helplessness. He didn't want his relationship with Bai Xiaoxiao and A Feng to make him angry.

"I'm not angry, I'm just afraid that you won't understand Xiaoxiao." Wen Ran leaned his head into his arms, his voice softly, with three points of sadness and two points of sadness: "Xiaoxiao feels uncomfortable when Luo Haofeng gets married to someone else. But she still hopes that Luo Haofeng will forget the past, and since he gets married to Qi Meiling, he will live a good life."

This was what Bai Xiaoxiao told her in the email.
Chapter completed!