Chatper 761 (1/2)

"Mom, sit down, tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" Zhao Mengmeng shrugged and asked casually.

Of course she didn't expect that Mother Zhao would talk about Kus this time.

So, when Zhao's mother said the name Qikus, Zhao Mengmeng's expression changed slightly.

"I heard that he came here specially to give it to you?" Mother Zhao took out the invitation card behind her and handed it to her daughter.

A bright red invitation card with Kus and An Xiaoxi written on it.

Oh, so his fiancée's name is An Xiaoxi?

As for Zhao Mengmeng, it was the first time that she saw a long series of names in English translation, the full name of Kus.

She sneered, correcting the expression on her face. "Mom, didn't you say throw it in the trash can?"

"I saw it and stopped it."

Zhao's mother kept watching her daughter's reaction, especially noticing that when mentioning Kus and the invitation, Zhao Mengmeng looked calm, but the anger in her eyes betrayed her.

"What's so good about such a broken thing?" She snorted coldly, not wanting to continue this topic.

Mother Zhao sighed softly, put the invitation aside, and then held Zhao Mengmeng's hand.

"Mengmeng, mom, I hope you are really as calm as your face at this moment."

Zhao Mengmeng froze for a moment, and replied with some intention of covering it up: "Mom, aren't you talking nonsense? Why am I not calm?"

"You stubborn girl." Mother Zhao laughed.

Seeing that her daughter was faintly impatient with this topic, she didn't waste any more time.

"Okay, mom won't go around with you, just say it directly. I don't know whether Cus is deliberately revenge, or just sent you an invitation as a friend. But, mom also advises you, your dad will do it If you are involved in beating mandarin ducks with sticks, you should take it easy and stop thinking about him."

Zhao's mother is not racist or anything. Speaking of which, she doesn't mind her daughter marrying an American at all.

However, the premise is - this American must settle in City A, the kind where the couple can see their daughter at any time.

Instead, the daughter returned to the United States with him, and it took a long time to see her.

As for Kus, it seems that he is willing, but his father, who can't control Mengmeng, refuses to agree.

"Who said I was thinking about him? Mom, you really think too much." Zhao Mengmeng's face was full of black lines.

"I hope that what you said is true. Just treat it as selfish parents. I always hope you can be better."

"I know." Zhao Mengmeng moved her lips and said these three words slowly.

She has already made her parents worry so much, she doesn't want her to be so big, and let her parents worry about her.

"Good boy, forget about Kus and start over." Mother Zhao half hugged her daughter.

Zhao Mengmeng leaned her head gently on her mother's shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.

Thinking of what Kus said, after all, this is a dream.

In fact, what he did was more intentional revenge on her, right?

Zhao Mengmeng smiled helplessly.

He closed his eyes, and two tears slowly welled up from the corners of his eyes.

After all, she was the one who was sorry for him.

More than half a month later, the Sacred Heart Church in City A.

The surroundings are very festive, Chinese red, and there are not many guests.

Pei Chenyang stood in the church expressionlessly in a suit.

The auspicious time has come, the bride is wearing a white wedding dress, and the priest is getting ready.

However, the door was still empty.

His eyes became darker and darker, and there was a trace of terrible depression floating around.

As today's heroine, the bride did not dare to say anything.

No one dared to urge him.

Pei Chenyang remained motionless and looked in the direction of the door, from auspicious time to more than half an hour.