Chapter 18 Tuesday, May 22 overcast

So the next morning, when Mo Mo cautiously tested me and apologized softly for what happened last night, I told Mo Mo: Tell me, where are you going?What do I need to prepare? There is nothing I would or would not like, but the absurd incident that happened last night made me very hurt, so regarding the matter of Momo, I just hope that it can be resolved as soon as possible and end as soon as possible.How much I long for a peaceful life, no unwed mother, no agreement wife... Mo Mo asked me to dress cleanly and handsomely, and I complied, but in fact, it didn't matter how I dressed, half of my face was completely red and swollen after this night.Before leaving, Mo asked me to get a marriage certificate, and I did as well.

The one who accompanied Mo Mo was really a very high-end place.It was a coffee shop of a five-star hotel. It was past ten o'clock in the morning. When Mo Mo and I arrived, the two people who fought with me last night were already sitting in the window seats and waiting. A woman, about forty years old. After I sat down, the two men looked at me very unfriendly. I also looked at the two of them, staring at their faces with Band-Aids on them, and suddenly wanted to laugh. "Uncle Li, Brother Shuo, Sister Ning." Mo Mo greeted them with a nod and introduced me. "Mo, this is your husband?" The woman called Ning Jie looked at Mo Mo with a smile.

Mo nods. Sister Ning also nodded, looked at me, and was taken aback, probably taken aback by half of my swollen face. "Have you brought your marriage certificate?" Sister Ning regained her composure, smiled, and asked again. Mo Mo nodded, took out our marriage certificate from the handbag, and handed the two red books to Sister Ning.Sister Ning took it and handed it to Uncle Li.Uncle Li opened it, looked at it carefully, and then handed it back to Sister Ning, who nodded at Sister Ning. Sister Ning put the two marriage certificates into her bag, and smiled at Chao Momo: "Well, I'll return them to you after I get the photocopies done." As she spoke, she turned to look at Brother Shuo.

Brother Shuo picked up the black leather bag from the window sill beside him, opened it, took out a few pieces of paper, and handed it to Sister Ning.Sister Ning took it, looked at it, and handed it to Mo Mo.I watched all this like an idiot, my heart began to beat faster, is it a gangster negotiation?Or... the sale of human organs?Could my marriage with Mo Mo be some kind of bargaining chip? Mo Mo took those few pages and began to look down.While she was watching, Sister Ning took out a pen from her bag, held it, and waited.It's like a contract. I watched quietly from the side, not knowing what was going on, and I couldn't get my hands in at all, as if I was just an accessory brought out by Mo Mo today.

After reading the few sheets of paper, he handed over the pen, and retracted slightly: "Mo, have you thought it through?" Mo Mo was taken aback, nodded, smiled, and blinked. That Sister Ning seemed helpless, shook her head slightly and sighed, handed over the pen, and stuffed it into Mo Mo's hand in a fit of anger. Brother Shuo at the side spoke at this time, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "Miss Ai, I hope you can think about it again. This involves many things, you can't..." As he spoke, Shuo Big Brother glanced at me, then looked at Momo, "You can't exchange marriage and happiness..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Mo put his arms overlapping on the coffee table, leaned forward, and smiled at Big Brother Shuo, "Brother Shuo, I don't. I know whether I am happy or not." Brother Nashuo was stupefied, he pursed his lips and nodded, and looked at me with even more unfriendly eyes. Mo started to write in the lower right corner of the last page of those few pages.After finishing writing, Mo Mo gently closed the pen, pinched the few pages of paper in his hands, tapped it lightly on the table, and then held it with both hands, together with the pen, and handed it to Sister Ning respectfully.

I noticed Mo Mo's expression, it was a relieved smile, extremely relaxed, I have never seen Mo Mo smile so easily in this period of time, so relaxed that even his eyes became clear. Sister Ning took a few pages, flipped them through, and signed them with a pen. After signing, she handed it over to Uncle Li, who had been silent all this time. Uncle Li also flipped through the pages, but instead of taking a pen, he looked up at the end, and then at me. , and finally said: "Miss Ai, does your husband know about this?" Mo was taken aback for a moment, and I was also taken aback.

"In order to prevent you from using a short-term marriage or a fake marriage as a condition, our boss said that I can only sign if your husband knows the truth of the matter." Mo Mo stared wide-eyed, turned his head, Fei Express gave me a look, and looked at me begging for help. "According to what I witnessed last night, the relationship between you and your husband is not very good, so I have reason to suspect that you are a fake short-term marriage. If this is the case, I cannot sign it." Uncle Li said, looking at me , "Excuse me, Mr. Lai Bao, do you understand the whole thing?"

My mind is spinning fast, I know that if I act like an idiot now, it will ruin Mo Mo's whole plan, and I believe that the purpose of marriage between Mo Mo and me is for today. "I know." I nodded seriously. Mo Mo was under the table and gently pinched my thigh to express his gratitude. I looked at that Uncle Li, not avoiding his gaze at all, and at the same time told myself in my heart: hold on!Hold on!No matter what he said again, he couldn't show surprise and surprise!Calm down, be sure to calm down! That Uncle Li also nodded: "Well, Mr. Lai, that is to say, you know that your marriage to Miss Ai, and this certificate in my hand, will make Miss Ai automatically dissolve another engagement, and at the same time lose one Ownership of tens of millions of properties, right?

... The conscience of heaven and earth!No matter how much I tell myself to calm down, such words will scare people to death!The calf immediately began to twist.I was anxious, afraid that my face would show a flaw, I was so smart, I immediately pretended that the swollen cheek was in pain, covered my face with a light ouch, and at the same time quickly straightened my mind and adjusted my expression. When I took down my hand, I had regained my composure, and nodded to Uncle Li with a smile: "Yes, I understand." That Uncle Li looked at me for a while, then slowly nodded, and repeated the same actions as Sister Ning, flipping through, signing, and finally putting the few pieces of paper into his black leather bag.

I calmly faced the three faces across from me, my calves were still cramping, and there was a voice in my heart that kept repeating like ghosts and wolves: tens of millions?tens of millions? ! Ning Jie looked down at her bag, then took out an envelope, and handed it to Mo Mo: "Here, keep it, we have no right to ask, but the boss said, you know the password." Mo Mo nodded with a smile, took the envelope, and put it in her handbag. Sister Ning stood up, and Uncle Li and Brother Shuo on both sides also stood up. "Mo, I think we seldom have the chance to meet again." Sister Ning stretched out her hand with a smile, her eyes were a bit sentimental, "Take care of yourself." After speaking, Sister Ning glanced at me again: "Take good care of Mo Mo." I smiled and nodded: "I will." Mo Mo and the three of them shook hands and bid farewell to each other. Uncle Li and Brother Shuo reluctantly touched hands with me a little, then followed Sister Ning and walked out of the coffee shop together. The sound of footsteps went away, and after the backs of the three people disappeared completely at the door of the coffee shop, Mo Mo sat down slowly, stared blankly at the empty seat opposite to the book, then put his arms on the table in front of him, lowered his head, and rested his head on the pillow. Arms and shoulders began to tremble from slight to severe. I also sat down and lit a cigarette. I knew she was crying, but I couldn't persuade her, and I didn't want to persuade her. The scene just now was still replaying in my mind.I started to have a lot of guesses, each plot is different, but I don't know if my guess is correct.But one thing is for sure, it's all about the money. I think I've been played. When a cigarette was about to burn out, Mo Mo finally raised her head, quickly turned around and took out a tissue from her handbag, wiped her cheeks and eyes, and blew her nose again. I saw that her eyes were already crying, but her face was full of tears. , actually smiling. "What's wrong?" I asked casually as I extinguished my cigarette butt. Mo Mo turned to look at me, with the sun shining on his face, he suddenly stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around my neck, quickly leaned over, and kissed my face fiercely and resoundingly.Grandma's!She kissed the swollen half of my face!The man does not flick his tears easily because there are too many people around him.I was in so much pain that I almost lay down on the table and cried, turning my head and covering my face, staring. "Baby! Thank you! It's the end of the day! It's over!" Mo Mo's joy was beyond words, and while he was talking, his hands were twirling flowers excitedly. I looked at her, rubbed my face, and asked, "Can we talk now? What happened to the tens of millions of property ownership?" Mo Mo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again: "It's just something that shouldn't belong to me, I can't take it." "What do you mean, do you treat money like dung?" I said with sarcasm, "What was the envelope that Sister Ning gave you just now?" Mo Mo was stunned, looking at me, eyes flickering, hesitating. "Is it money too?" I asked. Mo Mo pursed her lips tightly, frowned slightly, and nodded slightly. "That is to say, everything is actually for money, right?" I looked at her coldly, "I guess, you are giving up one sum of money to get another sum of money, isn't it?" Mo bowed his head and didn't speak, looking very aggrieved and pitiful. "To put it bluntly, you agreed to marry me just to get this sum of money." I concluded. "No!" Mo Mo raised his head sharply. "Then what do you say?" I raised my head and asked back. Mo was silent again, lowering her head and biting her lip. "I know that problems that can be solved with money are not problems. In this way, no money is the biggest problem! Hehe, it turns out that everything is for money." I smiled lightly, and suddenly felt a chill in my heart. The taste is cold. Looking at the end and still not speaking, I picked up the small cup of coffee in front of me and drank it down in one gulp. No sugar, no milk, really bitter.Bitter in the mouth and in the heart. "Is there anyone who needs my help now?" I smacked my lips and asked, then shook my head in denial, "No, no, I shouldn't have said that. I should ask, is our marriage still worthwhile?" Mo Mo's shoulders trembled, and he raised his head, as if he didn't believe what I said. I stood up from the chair: "If you don't need anything, then don't wait two months and leave as soon as possible. Anyway, if I don't mention it, you will. Don't delay you and fly away with the money." Mo looked straight at me, his eyes that had just been wiped dry became moist again. I told myself in my heart, this time, I must not soften my heart! "I've done everything I can, and I cooperated well just now." I smiled, and tapped the table twice with my fingers, "Goodbye!" After speaking, turn around and leave. Mo Mo shouted behind me: "Bao! No, you misunderstood me!" I didn't stop, waved my hands, and responded as I walked towards the door: "Then misunderstand, don't explain, life is interesting only if you misunderstand it a little bit." Mo Mo's cry came from behind him.I walked straight to the gate, accelerating non-stop.In the coffee shop, guests at many tables were looking at us and pointing. I don't care, now, what else can I care about? Didn’t go home, and don’t have the energy to pretend to be a petty bourgeoisie and wander around the streets, go to your kapok, wind chimes, and lavender!If it wasn't for the swollen face, or the torn inside of the cheek, I really want a bottle of Erguotou and a plate of peanuts now.Find the hottest local one... I have a habit of learning to find some small happiness by myself when I am sad, such as going to the street to see those beauties who do not belong to me; go to the bank to see those who do not belong to me banknotes; go to the auto show to look at those sports cars that don’t belong to you...then look for a beggar on the street and tell yourself: It’s okay, those just didn’t belong to him...but today, this trick doesn’t work. There was nowhere to go, and in the early afternoon, people were already at the newspaper office.Colleagues were raving about my swollen cheeks. In the corridor, I met Old Tang, and Old Tang approached with a playful smile: "Are you happy?" I pushed him away fiercely: "Get out of here!" "What happened?" Old Tang saw that I was not in the right mood. I ignored him and went straight to the editor's office. Old Tang chased after him: "Oh, Dad Bao, are you really angry? Didn't I cooperate last night?" I smiled bitterly, too lazy to speak, and shook my head to indicate that it was okay. Old Tang laughed: "Hey, then what's going on between you and that Mo Mo? It's not true, is it? It's not like you're married, none of us brothers know about it!" He gave Old Tang a hard look, turned around and left. Behind him, Old Tang was still muttering: "Look! You really have a temper! Hey, Dad, you have to tell us next time you get married!"... Guo Degang said: If the law doesn't matter, I would have killed him long ago! I found the editor-in-chief and shared my thoughts with him. I still go to Xiangjiang’s interview in person, and I don’t feel at ease if I let others do it. I’m afraid I won’t get good manuscripts or good gimmicks. The editor-in-chief looked at my swollen face and said, "Lai Bao, why don't you wait until your toothache is gone, it's all swollen." I shook my head and declined, saying that I must go. The editor-in-chief smiled, and there was another burst of praise, saying that my attitude towards working with illness and being a model in the entertainment journalism field can be called a treasure of my profession and a wonderful work of integrity... I asked the editor-in-chief for a spot, and said that I would bring a young person there, which is also considered to bring a newcomer to the network, so I don't need to go any further next time.The editor-in-chief immediately agreed, and joked with me smilingly: "Even if you take the most beautiful female reporter in your department, I will give the green light all the way, and I will never object." I smiled gratefully, said that the news should be hot, and it should not be too late. I wrote a letter to the financial office to get funds, and flew to Xiangjiang in the afternoon.To be honest, whether it is a unit or a company, it is just a body, some departments are eyes, some departments are noses... employees are hands and feet, responsible for doing things and moving forward.What about leadership?The leader is the butt, responsible for the stability of the body, and occasionally farts! I couldn't help calling Xiaowen, but her phone was turned off.I was a little confused, could Xiaowen be really sad?Then why?Could it be... no!So I sent a text message: I thought I was a good person in nine generations, but I didn't expect to become a heinous person. Stepping into the department, I really chose a beautiful and diligent female reporter bluntly, and told her to go to Xiangjiang with me and go home immediately to pack my things, but the luggage should not exceed one bag, otherwise I will change people.I'm afraid that when these girls hear that they're going to Xiangjiang, they'll pack big and small bags immediately, just like traveling, and I'll have to help carry them when the time comes, which is troublesome! That person asked, are you selfless?Why choose a beautiful female reporter?To be honest, female journalists are pretty, and they are actually very popular. Sometimes just a single face can be a ticket, and some male celebrities also answer very positively to the questions of beautiful female reporters. , pretty enough to eat. The female reporter seemed to have won five million dollars. Regardless of it, she put her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly, and then ran away happily.All the other female colleagues who were not selected by He Linxing all looked at me with supercilious eyes and sneered at me, especially the beautiful colleague who I had arranged for an exclusive interview looked at me with even more sorrowful eyes. In fact, I chose this female colleague for another reason. According to what I heard and my own observation, she is the most diligent and likes to work the most among all the female colleagues in the department. The purpose of my going to Xiangjiang is definitely not a bullshit interview. I just want to leave here, whether it's to relax or to be quiet, I just want to leave.So I want to bring a hard-working person by my side, as long as I simply get through the relationship, let her go at her own pace, so what if all the drafts are signed by her name? When I went to the airport to wait for the flight, I called Rougou and asked Xiaofen if she knew anything about it.Rougou replied that it seemed to be okay, but Xiaofen hadn't come back yet, and was still with Xiaowen, saying that Xiaowen had a migraine from crying.This really surprised me.Tell Rougou to tell Xiaofen to take good care of Xiaowen, and try to help Lao Fu as much as possible in the past few days if there is anything to do, and take good care of Wen's father and mother.In all fairness, I like these two fake parents-in-law, so I definitely don't want to hurt them both because of this scene. Hearing that the topic was wrong, Meat Dog asked me: "What's the matter?" I said: "The newspaper has a task, go to Xiangjiang for an interview." "How long?" "Not necessarily, it will take a few days." "Turn on the phone, contact me anytime." "OK." After hanging up Rougou's phone, he looked down at the screen of his mobile phone, there were fifteen missed calls displayed on it, all of which were called by Mo Mo.Rubbing his temples, he sent a text message to Mo Mo: Go to Xiangjiang for an interview, and then contact him. Press the send button, turn off the phone.The announcement started to board the plane on the radio. I helped my female colleague carry the luggage, and I was alone, and walked to the boarding gate together. At this moment, I was thinking: I want to be a pure and carefree bird, in the blue sky, fluttering wings, flying cracklingly, flying higher and higher, farther and farther away, far away from the world, far away from the hustle and bustle, far away from the unmarried Have children first, stay away from contract couples... maybe when I'm not flying - that's when I can't.