She couldn't explain her colleague Jiajia's doubts, because Qiyan didn't know why she remembered so clearly some things.

I was having dinner with Mo Wei in the restaurant in the evening. Mo Wei, who was sitting opposite me unexpectedly, said:

"Brother Mo is so kind to you! And he's tall, rich and handsome! Is Yan Yan considering marrying me? I'm thinking that our wedding must be more beautiful than other people's weddings!"

"Can you give me a hint when you start a new topic in the future? My IQ can't keep up with your thinking!" Qiyan really didn't want to complain, but she was really used to Mo Wei's unreasonable troubles.

"I thought your IQ was about the same as mine." Mo Wei pointed behind Qiyan and suddenly said: "Look behind you!"

"What are you looking at?" Qiyan turned back in the direction of Mo Wei's finger. When she saw the person coming, her eyelashes trembled, but she turned back to stare at her computer screen.

"Master Yan! What a coincidence!" Mo Wei stood up and said hello.

"Master Mo, long time no see." The man replied indifferently.

"It's been five years! Of course I haven't seen you for a long time! Hey, baby Li Xian, you are getting more and more beautiful! I almost don't recognize you!" Mo Wei greeted the woman beside him.

The woman smiled sweetly, "Mo Wei, can you stop being so sweet?"

"I'm telling the truth! When will Baby Li Xian and Young Master Yan get married, you must invite me!"

"That's for sure! Brother Yan and I are going to get married next year." The woman pressed herself against Mr. Yan and said sweetly.

"Wow!" Qiyan accidentally knocked down the wine glass in front of her, and the red wine spilled all over the table. Seeing everyone looking over, Qiyan was embarrassed, so she put away her computer and stood up.

"Mo Wei, since you have friends, I'll go back first!" Qiyan said.

The cold eyes not far away fell directly on Qi Yan, the thin lips pursed in a slight arc, and something flashed through the eyes as deep as the night.

"Hey, farewell! Yan Yan!" Mo Wei strode forward and grabbed her, "I didn't even introduce you to you! This is Yan Chuan, the president of the Yan Group, everyone calls him Mr. Yan!"

"Master Yan..." Qi Yan called politely.

"This is Zhuang Qiyan, my wife!" Mo Wei introduced proudly.

In an instant, the atmosphere suddenly became strange. Yanchuan's eyes suddenly froze, and the coldness became even more piercing. "It turns out to be Mrs. Mo, disrespectful."

Zhuang Qiyan's eyes widened and she stepped on Mo Wei hard, "No, no! We don't have anything to do with it, it doesn't matter! Hey, let me go, what are you talking about!"

"What nonsense am I talking about! You are my wife! Oh no! You are my future wife!" Mo Wei hugged Qiyan's shoulders naturally, very proudly.

The woman next to Young Master Yan smiled lowly, "Look at how sweet you are, I won't bother you anymore. Brother Yan and I also made an appointment with friends, Mo Wei, Miss Zhuang, see you another day!"

"Okay! Go ahead, go ahead!" Mo Wei nodded.

Yanchuan walked past Qiyan, paused obviously, glanced indifferently at the woman in Mo Wei's arms, raised the corners of his lips in a cold arc, and then walked away.

Qiyan almost let out a heavy sigh, glared at Mo Wei while holding the computer, and strode out of the door.

"Yan Yan! Why are you so angry, Hao Duan?" Seeing Qi Yan going out angrily, Mo Wei immediately chased her out.

"Who told you to keep talking nonsense! Who is your wife!" Qi Yan shouted.

"You are the one! Yanyan, don't walk so fast!" Mo Wei continued to chase.

Through the exquisite floor-to-ceiling windows, the man in the wing squinted slightly as he watched Qi Yan strode away. Mo Wei caught up with her and held her arm almost lovingly. His dark eyes were filled with ink for a moment.

"Brother Yan, do you know Miss Zhuang?" Li Xian, the woman next to Yanchuan, asked suspiciously upon seeing this.
Chapter completed!