"Nowhere in particular."
"Tsk." Mo Hexuan clicked his tongue lightly, glanced at Qin Youxue, and frowned slightly. "Why are you so careless about the wedding?"
There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
Qin Youxue looked at him helplessly. "You've been married before, why are you still so invested?"
"It's different." Mo Hexuan furrowed his sharp brows. "This is our wedding, don't you get it?"
Qin Youxue chuckled softly, reached out her hand to embrace his neck. "Wouldn't it be nice to have everything your way? I don't really understand these things. I'm just happy to be with you."
"..." Mo Hexuan's breath caught for a moment. Looking into Qin Youxue's bright eyes, he murmured to himself, how could she be so articulate now, and couldn't help but kiss her smiling lips.
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After dinner, Tang Die came out of the restaurant just as Mo Jiashuo finished his call, though he looked somewhat grim.
"What happened?"
