The sun was shining in the summer of City G.
Anqian hovered at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Although the weather was hot, she felt as if her body had been soaked in ice water.
Because she wanted to marry a fool.
Her adoptive father's company was on the verge of bankruptcy overnight. The creditors made the An family a mess. The crazy adoptive father was going to sell her to a Indian as a prostitute.
If Mo Yehan hadn't suddenly appeared with tens of millions of wedding gifts to be his silly brother's matchmaker, she would have been dead by now!
The Mo Family was the biggest financial family in City G. The family business was involved in politics, military, and business. This wealthy family with hundreds of years of history had firmly mastered the economic lifeline of more than half of the world in City G.
There were many women who wanted to marry into the Mo Manor. They would not have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of their lives.
However, the heavens were fair.
Mo Yehan was like a God's favored son. Rumor had it that he wasn't close to women because he had a hidden illness and couldn't be read! This was one of the reasons. Second, his older brother was an idiot who was only six years old!
Today, Anqian married Mo Yefeng, the stupid elder brother of Mo Family.
A black car came into her sight. Anqian looked over with a frown and saw two figures coming out of the car one after the other.
The first one was dressed in a hand-made Italian suit, and his ironed trousers wrapped around the man's slender and straight legs. His hair was dyed black, his eyebrows were like knives, and his outline was deep and stiff. On his handsome face, his facial features were like the sculpted by a famous teacher. His dark eyes were like two bottomless pools, which made people dare not look directly at them.
This person was Mo Yehan! The second son of the Mo family. It was rumored that he was violent and moody and had a cold and stern face.
It was a great shame that a normal man could not be talked to by himself. It was not surprising that he was a good and eccentric man.
The one following him was his special assistant, Chen Yifei.
Anqian bit her lip. Since she had agreed to marry him, she couldn't go back on her word now that she was already here. Rather than sell her animal-like foster father, she might as well stay alive and take care of a fool and gain some dignity!
Thinking of this, An Sen opened his slightly furrowed eyebrows and walked towards him.
"Second Young Master Mo." An Qianqian put away the complex emotions in her heart and greeted him politely.
There was no expression on the man's delicate features. He glanced at her coldly, which was also a kind of response to her.
An Senqian had already predicted Mo Yehan's cold and distant attitude. He had a prominent status and was highly regarded. It was inevitable that he would be arrogant. However, Chen Yifeng appeared very enthusiastic when he heard this.
With a kind smile, he said, "Miss An, have you brought all your things?"
Anqian nodded and said, "Yes, I have brought all of them."
Chen Yifeng turned to look at Mo Yehan with a questioning look.
What was it? Was there any other problem? Could Second Young Master Mo still have something to say?
Just as Anqian was feeling suspicious, Mo Yehan nodded slightly.
After a while, Chen Yiyi smiled apologetically and said, "Miss An, it's like this. Before getting the marriage certificate, our president hopes to make an agreement with you. In this way, both of us can have restrictions. Do you agree?"
"I see!" Anqian nodded 'understandingly' and agreed.
After all, Mo Yehan had spent 50 million on her sister-in-law. What if she ran away? Wouldn't the Mo family suffer? Furthermore, she had come prepared.
