MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

Chapter Four:

Yan Qingchi has always been a disliker. Since he decided to marry Jiang Moyu, he doesn't want to drag the matter further. After eating, Yan Qingchi went to her mother and asked her for Jiang Mohan's contact information.

The Swallow was still a little unacceptable, and asked tentatively, "You must think again, Koike."

Yan Qingchi returned her a good-looking smile and said, "No need, I think it's all right."

He was going to the phone number, holding the cell phone, and returned to his room.

When the phone was dialed out, Yan Qingchi finally had some rare encounters. He hadn't been in love for more than 20 years before, but it turned out to be good. Once he crossed it, he just skipped the love stage and wanted to get married. Already. Yan Qingchi felt that his mood was still a little subtle. He comforted himself, anyway, he always wanted to settle down. Jiang Mozhi was considered the best choice in any aspect, and it was not wronged. That's it.

He was thinking, the phone was connected, and a cold, magnetic sound came from the phone, "Hey."

Yan Qingchi froze for a moment, calmed down quickly, and calmly said, "It's me, Yan Qingchi."

He didn't seem to think of it over there, and said quietly for a while, "It's you, is it all right?"

"I agree with you about what you came to my house today. Can you talk face-to-face after meeting tomorrow?"

"can."

"Okay, you decide the time and place, you can choose it, just send it on my mobile phone."

"If you want, you can set it according to your preferences," said thoughtfully there.

"No," Yan Qingchi smiled. "I don't care about these things. I haven't worked much these days, so everything can be arranged. You can look at your time and work arrangements. Choose one that is convenient for you. time and location."

"Okay," said calmly over there, "then I'll send it to you later."

"Well," Yan Qingchi responded, "then I won't bother you. I'll meet you tomorrow."

"it is good."

Yan Qingchi hung up the phone, sat on the bed, and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay, it's a good speaker."

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Mozhi looked at the photos on the computer, his eyes were cold, and he could not see the mood. He took a long time to move the mouse, closed the photos, leaned on the back of the chair, and lowered his eyes slowly. Conceal the complex emotions in those black and white clear dark eyes.

When he woke up the next day to wash, Yan Qingchi looked at himself as a foregone conclusion, but still made him always look awkward, with a sigh of emotion, worthy of being a star, looking really good-looking, eyebrows, Lips are red and white, and a pair of peach eyes are slightly raised, looking a little proud but with some charm. Yan Qingchi felt such a face, it was really too feminine and beautiful, not handsome enough, but felt that growing up like this, it is already very dominant, what bike is needed.

He quickly refreshed and cooked lunch for everyone in Yan Qingxi's unbelievable eyes, and then went out to prepare for an appointment.

"Are you going to see Jiang Moyu?" Yan Qingxi asked him.

"Ok."

"Are you going to marry him?" Yan Qingxi couldn't believe it.

"Ok."

"Are you okay? The other person is a man."

Yan Qingchi tapped her forehead. "Same-sex marriage is now legal. How can you still discriminate against sexual orientation?"

"I didn't mean that," Yan Qingxi explained, "I just fear that you will regret it later."

"Rest assured, I know what I'm doing."

Yan Qingxi was worried.

Yan Qingchi waved at her, "OK, go and eat."

"Speaking of this, when did you learn to cook?"

"I had a variety show the other day, so I learned a few dishes."

"Brother, did you record a variety show? What's your name? I'll search."

"It's not yet broadcast." Yan Qingchi smiled, said "I'm gone," and turned out.

The place where he and Jiang Moyu agreed was not far. Jiang Moyu probably chose to take care of him and chose a private restaurant close to their house. When Yan Qingchi pushed open the door of the private room and entered, he saw that Jiang Moyu had arrived. He was sitting on the side looking through the menu. It seemed that he heard the sound of opening the door and looked up at him.

Four eyes met, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Yan Qingchi had thought about what his fiance would look like before he came. He guessed that it should look good. After all, the protagonist is still a star, his appearance is always good, but when he really sees it, Yan Qing The pool was still a bit stunning. He has seen many people since he was a child, and some of them are very good-looking. They are either handsome, elegant, approachable, or extraordinary. But at the moment when he saw Jiang Moyan, Yan Qingchi was still a little surprised.

He seemed more like a noble son than the young movie emperor said in the book, sitting there proudly and spotlessly. He behaved casually, but with a kind of elegance secretly, he looked up at you, gentle but with immense indifference, like the breeze blowing in the dark night, leaving fragrance on the ground without leaving traces.

Yan Qingchi smiled at him, nodded, and sat down.

Jiang Moji also nodded slightly, he looked at Yan Qingchi, there was not much emotion in his eyes, but he was surprised that the man was even more beautiful than in the photo.

Jiang Moshang is a typical arrogant son of heaven. He has an excellent family environment and is outstanding enough. He inevitably brings the pride of wealthy children, and when he looks at others, he is somewhat condescending. He is willing to marry Yan Qingchi, the biggest reason is to keep his mind away, so that he should not put his mind on those who should not, and the rest is that Yan Qingchi just satisfies his time and place and harmony. Just when he wanted to take care of himself, the Yan family who had been married to him since he was a child returned to City X, and the siblings were born beautiful enough, especially Yan Qingchi, although he was a man, he was better than his sister. Be delicate and eye-catching.

All Jiang Mozhi knows about him comes only from the Songti No. 4 data of that photo and folder. He doesn't mind that the overly delicate mind is not enough, but the self-righteous beauty idiot is a little lively around him. Anyway, he just wanted to collect things and seek true love. Jiang Moji never looked forward to it, so he stepped back and only had two requirements for his marriage partner: good control and good looks.

As long as it is well controlled, then you can obediently obedient, not cause trouble, and since it is no longer true love, he does not want affection, money, or cultural background. Then, for the sake of pleasing to the eye, find a good-looking one This requirement is not excessive.

Yan Qingchi satisfies his two conditions. Although he is a bit stupid and does something, this kind of mindless person is easier to control and understand.

But now, looking at the calm and calm people in front of him, he thinks that his looks are brighter than the ones he sees in the photos. Even if you don't say anything or do anything, you just sit there, but you can't move your eyes, and it's burning.

Jiang Moshi was satisfied with the marriage by another two points. When he grows up like this, he can be foolish and forgive.

"See if you have anything to eat?" He whispered.