"Grandpa Wang, happy birthday!" Si Jinheng and Mo Yawei walked directly to Wang Chenming and handed over valuable gifts.

The grandfathers and Wang Chenming of Si Jinheng and Mo Yawei are both former friends. On this special day, my grandchildren will bring gifts to congratulate me on this.

The identity of the president of SL Group and the identity of the international queen make everyone envious!

Mo Yawei had a generous smile on her face, and watched someone around her take out her cell phone and take photos of them. She didn't mind and responded with a slight smile.

"Yeah, thank you, I'm very happy that you two can come. Yawei, how are your feet?" Wang Chenming looked at the young man in front of him with relief. He was a talented man and a beautiful woman. I don't know when I could have a wedding banquet.

"It's okay, Grandpa Wang, I just sprained for a moment. With Ah Heng next to me, it's okay." Mo Yawei smiled sweetly, as happy as if she was leaning on her man's arms.

"Yeah, go and rest quickly, don't walk back and forth." Wang Chenming looked at them, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Okay, Grandpa Wang, then you go and greet the guests first! Aheng and I won't disturb you." Mo Yawei walked towards the seat with Jin Heng in order to support her Gao Ya. She walked a few steps with her injured foot, and it hurt a little now.

Si Jinheng sent Mo Yawei to his seat and went to socialize directly. He didn't like this kind of socializing, but he still went.

Mo Yawei sat quietly in her seat, a fairy who was hesitant to the world. Several fans who wanted to come forward did not dare to approach.

Mo Yawei smiled at them and nodded at them. Several fans were allowed and quickly stepped forward happily to ask her for a signed photo and took a photo together.

Around the end of the banquet, Mo Yawei took out her mobile phone and refreshed the entertainment news. Sure enough, the media exposed the photos of her and Si Jinheng, and the hot searches were the topic of her and Si Jinheng joining the hotel.

After drinking two glasses of red wine and white wine, Si Jinheng found Wang Chenming, "Grandpa Wang, my company has some work not finished, so I will take Mo Yawei away first, and you will be busy first."

Wang Chenming was a little puzzled by Mo Yawei in the words of Si Jin Heng. Are these two couples so unfamiliar? He didn't think much about it and let them leave.

"Aheng, I took a few steps when I came just now, and my feet hurt a little now." When I walked to the hotel door, Mo Yawei spoke weakly, feeling pitiful.

Si Jinheng looked at her feet and seemed to be a little swollen. He then picked her up horizontally, put her in the co-pilot in the car, and then returned to Pearl Spring.

Back at the villa, the Internet was getting more and more intense. Si Jinheng carried Mo Yawei into the room and was about to leave.

"Aheng, don't leave now." Mo Yawei pulled Si Jin Heng's big palm and begged in a low voice.

When Si Jinheng heard Mo Yawei's sad voice, hesitated for a moment. Mo Yawei limped and closed the door before looking at the man in front of him with affection.

"What's the matter?" he asked coldly.

"Aheng, can you not be so indifferent to me? I regretted many things in the past. I'm sorry." Mo Yawei carefully stopped the man's waist and buried her face on his chest.

Si Jinheng didn't speak, put his hands in his pockets, and ignored all this. It was too late for her to say anything now, and they couldn't go back.

"I know you have Li Qianluo now, but I can give it to you as much as she can." Mo Yawei put on the face of pear blossoms and let go of her hands that blocked the man's waist.

Unzipping the side of the dress, Si Jinheng frowned and turned his face aside, not going to see her.

"Put on your clothes." His cold command.

"Aheng!" She was like this, and the man was unwilling to look at him more. Mo Yawei's tears were like beads with broken threads. She tiptoed to her neck and kissed her cold and familiar thin lips.

A trace of pain flashed through Si Jinheng's heart. When did Mo Yawei do this to him?

However, it has become a past tense between them and it is impossible to go back.

Not only because he had Li Qianluo, even without her and Mo Yawei, he didn't want to be with her anymore.

Just as I was about to push the woman open, the door of the room was opened vigorously.

Li Qianluo looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and his heart hurt like a needle.

Si Jinheng quickly pushed Mo Yawei away in his arms and walked to Li Qianluo at the door, "Qianluo..." He was panicked for the first time and wanted to explain something.

Li Qianluo ignored Si Jinheng, walked to Mo Yawei, and threw a slap on her face.

"Qianluo!" Seeing the slap marks on Mo Yawei's smooth face, Si Jinheng hurriedly grabbed Li Qianluo.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling distressed?" Li Qianluo shook off Si Jin Heng's big palm and looked at the woman in front of him with resentment. Good, International Queen! Seducing her husband under her nose! Good!

"Li Qianluo, you actually hit me!" Mo Yawei looked at Li Qianluo in a collapse. She had never been slapped since she was a child!

"I just hit you, I have a good figure! I seduced my husband at my house. You are so mean. How many men have you hooked up with? Miss International." Si Jin Heng heard what Li Qianluo meant.

He walked over and said, "Qianluo, this is a bit too much, let's go back to the room."

"Excessive? OK, I'll give the place to you, you two will continue to be loving!" Li Qianluo turned around and left the room. When he returned to his room and was about to close the door, Si Jinheng chased after him.

Li Qianluo couldn't close the door, so he gave up and was silent for a while. He sat in front of the dressing table with a calm heart and said, "We have no love in our marriage. If you are in pain now, if I really become your third party, please tell me and I will leave!"

Si Jinheng closed the door, walked behind her, pulled her up, sat on a chair, and let her sit on his lap.

"No... Give me some more time. Things that have been in the past ten years are not something that can be put away just by saying that they are." The man buried in the woman's arms and said in a depressed manner.

It turned out that they had a relationship for more than ten years before. Li Qianluo closed his eyes, "Do you still love her?"

Si Jinheng did not answer immediately. After the room was quiet for a long time, "Maybe I don't love you anymore." With her, he was willing to let go of all the past.

Li Qianluo was still disappointed when he heard this. Maybe he didn't love him anymore... Maybe he still loves him, right?

But, ask yourself, do you love him? Do you love this man in your arms? Li Qianluo himself doesn't know...
Chapter completed!