In her prime, she was only two of hers. Mo Ranran was a little surprised at this answer - that is to say, after Fu Sinian became an adult, the only one of the girlfriends that Fu Sinian actually had.

After Mo Ranran realized this problem, she couldn't help but sigh - no wonder he couldn't let go so much.

She pondered for a moment before slowly tentatively tentatively: "So, that girlfriend is... Ye Baizhen?"

Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows lightly, which was considered to be an agreement.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be reluctant to ask Ye Baizhen, Mo Ranran asked again with a timid attitude: "Then how did you break up?"

Fu Sinian had never mentioned this before. When he thought about it now, he still felt that he had experienced a nightmare at that time.

After a long silence, he finally answered her question: "She leaked the secrets of my company to her competitors, and eventually, my company broke down."

Mo Ranran was shocked: "What about?"

"Then?" A hint of mocking came to the corner of Fu Sinian's mouth, "Then she disappeared, and I was in a coma in a car accident."

After hearing this, Mo Ranran couldn't help but take a breath.

She had always thought that Fu Sinian and Ye Baizhen were just an emotional relationship between ordinary men and women, but she never thought that such love, hate and love were mixed with.

Although Fu Sinian only used a few words to tell the story of the past, she could almost see the harm this incident brought to Fu Sinian.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reached out and held Fu Sinian's palm: "Uncle Fu, are you okay?"

After hearing this, Fu Sinian turned his head to look at her, and it seemed casually: "What do you think I will have? I can wake up even if I am in a deep coma, what else can I not get through?"

"It's really acceptable?" Mo Ranran was skeptical.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Sinian looked at her indifferently.

Mo Ranran frowned slightly, then said, "I want to say, if... you regret it now, it may be too late."

After hearing this, Fu Sinian was slightly stunned: "What do you regret?"

"I regret marrying me!" Mo Ranran said, "Anyway, the wedding has not been held yet, so it is really time for you to regret it now."

When Fu Sinian heard this, he still smiled faintly and reached out to rub her head.

"Hate!" Mo Ranran quickly pushed away his hand, "Don't rub my head like this, so I'm like your daughter!"

But Fu Sinian spoke lightly again: "Marriage is a matter for two people. If you don't regret it, I won't regret it."

For some reason, after hearing this sentence, an unprecedented warmth rose in Mo Ranran's heart. She threw Ye Baizhen's incident behind her head, and just looked up at Fu Sinian: "Really?"

Fu Sinian nodded: "Really."

As he said this, there seemed to be no obstacles. On the wedding day, everything went very smoothly and perfectly. Even Mrs. Mo, who did not agree with the wedding at all, appeared on the wedding with a smile. Coupled with the careful planning of the wedding company, every detail was flawless, which was simply a fairy tale wedding.

Ye Baizhen did not appear at the wedding. Mo Ranran privately asked the staff of the public relations company and heard that she had taken sick leave.

In the evening, Fu Sinian was drunk by his group of friends and was almost carried back to the new hotel.

After being tired for a day, Mo Ranran took a comfortable hot bath and saw Fu Sinian lying on the bed. He couldn't help but sigh.

I really don’t know if he was really drunk or if he had planned to drown his sorrow by drinking.

She walked to the bed, tried hard to change Fu Sinian, and tried to help him take off his suit jacket. Then she reached out and patted his face, and whispered to him: "Uncle Fu? Do you want to take a shower?"

Fu Sinian was so drunk that he frowned and muttered something, turned over and continued to sleep.

Mo Ranran sighed, put the quilt on him and covered it. Then he walked to the living room outside and nestled on the sofa for a night.

This is their wedding. On the surface, it looks like a fairy tale and makes the whole world envious. In fact, only the two of them know about the situation after the bustle ends.

The next day, when Fu Sinian woke up from the king-size bed with a frown, it was already eleven o'clock noon and there was no Mo Ranran in the bedroom.

He got up and walked outside, and then he saw Mo Ranran nestling on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, staring at the soap opera on TV with relish.

Hearing the sound, Mo Ranran looked back at him, then immediately raised his cup to him happily: "Uncle Fu, happy wedding!"

Fu Sinian shook his head and then gradually became awake: "Drink early in the morning?"

Mo Ranran pointed to the bottle of wine placed on the table and said, "My father gave it to us. We were originally allowed to drink it last night, but when you came back yesterday, you were drunk, so let's drink it this morning! But now you are still full of alcohol!"

She said, wrinkling her nose with some disgust and grimaced at him.

Fu Sinian rubbed his forehead and stood up: "Then I'll go take a shower first."

"Go and go!" Mo Ranran took the opportunity to pour another glass of wine for herself, and quickly said to him, "Let's wash, I will leave you a glass of wine."

Fu Sinian shook his head helplessly.

Although it was just a formal wedding, Fu Sinian still took three days of wedding leave. After taking a shower, he felt refreshed and remembered the three days of holidays.

In fact, he has never had a good rest since the company was opened. Although he did not work in name on weekends, he has been socializing almost every weekend and has almost never had a holiday.

"How is it? Do you want to go where to go in the past three days?" Fu Sinian looked at Mo Ranran and said.

Mo Ranran drank half of the bottle of red wine, and his ears began to turn red. After hearing Fu Sinian's words, he reacted for a few seconds before saying, "Where can I go to play in just three days?"

Fu Sinian hadn't had a vacation for too long, and he couldn't think of what he could do for a holiday. He heard Mo Ranran say this and said, "Then forget it, it's good to rest at home."

Mo Ranran thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

On the first day of the wedding leave, the two of them finished their meal in the hotel. They thought they would have a good rest the next day, but early in the morning, Mo Ranran was suddenly awakened by some slight noise.

She hurriedly put on her nightgown and opened the door. She saw Fu Sinian dressed in sports and was sitting in the entrance to change her shoes.

Mo Ranran looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was only half past six, and she couldn't help but wonder: "Uncle Fu, where are you going so early?"

Fu Sinian looked up at her and said, "Have you woken up? It's a rare holiday. I want to go hiking and relax."

"Climbing the mountain...relax?" Mo Ranran only found it incredible.

"Do you want to go together?" Fu Sinian asked politely.

Mo Ranran frowned and began to think seriously.

I just got married, so I let my husband act alone. It seems... not very good-looking, right?

She thought for a while and actually agreed: "Okay!"

This answer was really beyond Fu Sinian's expectations. He paused at the door, but in the end he had to stop and wait for her.

Mo Ranran's preparations before leaving the house were as fast as ever. He walked out of the bathroom in just fifteen minutes. Because he was going to exercise with him, he also wore a sportswear dress, tied his long hair high into a ponytail, and did not put on makeup. He looked refreshing and refreshing, and looked like a student.

The two of them went out together and came to Fulangshan, a famous mountaineering resort in City A, and a group of people were walking up the mountain.

Mo Ranran was really not good at climbing the mountain. When he looked up and saw the winding road, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Fu Sinian turned his head to look at her and smiled faintly: "It's still time to give up now."

When Mo Ranran heard this, he was successfully agitated: "Uncle Fu, don't look down on others! Don't forget that I'm young, and you are already an uncle!"

Fu Sinian couldn't help but laugh: "Then let's go."

After saying that, he should walk up the mountain first, and Mo Ranran was behind him, gritting his teeth and following.

Fu Sinian was still very graceful and stretched out his hand to pull Mo Ranran from time to time along the way, but even so, when he reached the middle of the mountain, Mo Ranran was still exhausted and breathed.

Fu Sinian couldn't help laughing when she saw her: "What's wrong with the boy? Are you going to lose to the uncle?"

When Mo Ranran heard this, she immediately cheered up again: "Who said it! I have to go to the top of the mountain!"

Fu Sinian had no choice but to wait for her all the way, and finally successfully reached the top two hours.

"Wow, I'm here!" As soon as I reached the top of the mountain, Mo Ranran seemed to be energetic immediately, and opened her hands and shouted at the tall buildings at the foot of the mountain that could be seen.

Fu Sinian let her be excited for a while before slowly pouring a basin of cold water on it: "Okay, it's time to go down the mountain."

"Go down the mountain." Mo Ranran snorted, turned around and walked towards the road down the mountain.

But just a few meters down, she realized something was wrong - why did her legs tremble in a bad state?

After forcing her to walk for a while, she finally couldn't hold on. Looking at Fu Sinian in front of her, she shouted with a bitter face: "Uncle Fu..."

Fu Sinian turned his head and looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Mo Ranran cried and said, "I can't walk..."

He knew she would say this, and couldn't help but shake her head helplessly, walked to her again, and squatted down.

Mo Ranran was slightly surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Of course I've carried you down. If I keep you here, I guess you won't be able to go down until dark." Fu Sinian said lightly.

Mo Ranran, the "teenager", finally lost to the "uncle" Fu Sinian, and could only admit defeat willingly and lay on his shoulders.

Fu Sinian carried her up and walked steadily down the mountain.

"Aren't your feet soft?" Mo Ranran asked in confusion.

"I'm not a soft-footed shrimp, how can my feet be soft?" Fu Sinian said lightly.

Mo Ranran bit her lip: "You are a man, you will be laughed at by others if your legs are weak!"

"I'm still an uncle!" Fu Sinian said lightly.

Mo Ranran stuck out his tongue and smiled: "Actually... if it weren't for the years you were unconscious, you are just a 26 or 27-year-old man now! He is in his prime, hehe."

Fu Sinian was really impressed by this girl and shook her head helplessly.

It took them two hours to go up the mountain, but it took Fu Sinian alone to go down the mountain, but it only took them one hour!

Mo Ranran felt deeply ashamed. In order to soothe her ashamed heart, she decided not to treat Fu Sinian as an uncle anymore. She felt that she had to treat him as a young man in order to make herself look less embarrassed.

After falling from the mountain, the "young man" and the "young man" found a restaurant to have lunch. Mo Ranran ate, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

The two are now married and have been together for a couple. If they still have to settle every meal outside, wouldn’t it seem too family-free? But if they hire a servant, would it seem a bit too much?

"Uncle Fu, do you know how to cook?" Thinking of this, Mo Ranran suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Fu Sinian looked up at her: "What do you think?"
Chapter completed!