After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

Arriving at the door of Yuejingyunju, Lin Dongyu got out of the car and said, "I will pack the evening gown and jewelry tomorrow and call a courier to bring them back to you."

"You're so polite to me, just keep it on."

Shu Yan didn't take these things to heart. Luxury goods were nothing to her.

"That's not okay." Lin Dongyu said sternly, "I am not friends with you just to covet your things."

Seeing that she was serious, Shu Yan quickly apologized: "It was my fault, don't worry, just give it to me when we meet next time. Don't forget, you still owe me a meal! Call your Mr. Mo with you."

Lin Dongyu was helpless: "You know, we are not really married."

"What does it matter? Just treat it as one more friend!"

When I got home, the room was very quiet, and Mo Chen hadn't come back yet.

Lin Dongyu took off her makeup and put away all the clothes and jewelry that Shu Yan lent her.

They left early, and the charity reception in the club was not over yet. It is the best social opportunity for the second generation present.

Knowing that Lin Dongyu was gone, Mo Chen was not in a hurry.

Now, he is very interested in his old classmate.

Mo Jinghui completed the task and took the album to report to Mo Chen the specific paintings he bought.

"No problem, it's done well." Mo Chen encouraged.

He glanced at He Lijing who was guarding Fang Qingyao, walked over and said, "Squad leader, long time no see."

He Lijing is very conflicted now.

He started from scratch and founded a public relations media company. He thought he was doing well among his classmates. After Fang Qingyao returned to China, many classmates went to visit her, and he was the only one she allowed to stay with her.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen, who was thought to be just a civilian genius, turned out to be the president of Mo Corporation!

How can he fight?

From a business perspective, he should take the initiative to use his status as an old classmate to build friendships, but he was really unconvinced.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen came over on his own initiative.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

He Lijing stretched out his hand and said with a forced smile: "Mr. Mo, please take good care of me in the future."

Mo Chen ignored his outstretched right hand. After looking at him for a few seconds, he said, "Monitor, your classmate is still the same as always..."

He paused, glanced at Fang Qingyao next to him, and said, "I just don't know that you have made such a big sacrifice for classmate Fang. Does classmate Fang know about it?"

He Lijing's heart thumped.

No way?

It is impossible for the dignified boss of the Mo family to know about him.

Fang Qingyao looked at him and asked, "Ajing, what did you do?"

He Lijing hesitated, his face turned red and white, unable to answer.

If Mo Chen wasn't watching from the side, he could just make up a lie to get it over with. But now, the pressure brought by Mo Chen was too strong, and he didn't dare.

"Let me answer it for him."

Mo Chen spoke slowly and said: "Escape from marriage. Isn't it a big sacrifice?"

Fang Qingyao's body swayed on the spot, teetering on the edge of collapse. She looked at He Lijing in disbelief and said, "You actually hid such a big thing from me?"

There were many people standing around the three of them, and when they heard the breaking news, they started talking about it.

"I thought they were a perfect match, but I didn't expect that the other person would be sacrificed."

"It's really a good match. The two of them are getting married. Miss Fang said she didn't know. Is this normal? She knows everything but pretends to be innocent."

"What a young artist, what a flourishing white lotus."

Everyone present has a family background, and the one who looks down the most is the woman who is a mistress, who speaks mercilessly.

Fang Qingyao's plan to enter Haicheng's upper class through a charity reception was frustrated before it even started.

Mo Chen retired after his success, leaving behind a pile of chicken feathers.

Ah Zhi wondered in his mind: Is the boss venting his anger on the young lady’s behalf?

In the room, He Lijing held Fang Qingyao's wrist with a painful look on his face: "Yao Yao, you have to believe me! For so many years, you are the only one in my heart."

"let me go!"

After Fang Qingyao broke free, she looked at him and said, "He Lijing, I will make it clear to you today that I have always regarded you as my brother and have never had any other ideas."

"If I did anything to make you misunderstand, I apologize to you."

She was born beautiful, and two lines of pure tears flowed down silently, which made many people feel protective of her.

"Forget it, it seems that Miss Fang really doesn't know."

"The reception is almost over. Miss Fang, may I give you a ride?"

Fang Qingyao hid her face, nodded casually, got into one of the luxury cars, and drove away.

"Yao Yao! You can't do this to me!" He Lijing yelled behind her.

Because of her, the marriage that should have been done was not done, and now she has become the laughing stock of Haicheng's upper class society.