As soon as Yan Mo finished speaking, Yan Chen and Zhao Luoluo crowded over, making a gesture to distribute the flyers in Yan Mo's hands.
"No, no, no! I'll pay!"
Seeing that Yan Mo was serious, Zhang Zheng was truly panicked now.
He had been telling everyone outside that he bought his car with his own money. If people found out that his car wasn't bought by him but borrowed from his ex-girlfriend, he would be humiliated beyond repair.
He hurriedly covered the flyers in Yan Mo's hands, urgently whispering, "Yan Mo, I beg you, please don't hand them out. I'll transfer the money right now."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, opened Alipay, and borrowed one hundred thousand yuan directly. After the money arrived in seconds, he immediately transferred it to Yan Mo.
After Yan Mo confirmed the receipt, a look of relief appeared on her face; her money had been recovered.
As for her first love, she didn't want it anymore.
Putting away her mobile phone, Yan Mo threw the stack of A4 paper in her arms at Zhang Zheng, who was glaring at her, and raised her eyebrows: "Happy wedding, a wedding gift for you!"
Yan Mo turned around cleanly and decisively without looking at Zhang Zheng again, and gave her younger brother and Zhao Luoluo a look: "Retreat!"
The three of them got into two cars. Yan Mo caught a glimpse of her younger brother getting into her bestie Zhao Luoluo's car like a pug, and she cursed in her heart, "Simp!"
Starting the engine, Yan Mo turned the steering wheel to the right, and her car quickly merged into the unobstructed lane on the right.
Zhao Luoluo didn't dawdle either, following her bestie closely as they drove away from the crowd left behind to gossip.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she had no choice but to accept it.
Actually, she didn't dislike Yan Chen, but she just felt that this little brother, who was six years younger than her, was too clingy. Yan Chen was already a senior in college and didn't even have a girlfriend. Every time he was on holiday, he would return to Nancheng and find every opportunity to stick to her, following behind her calling her Sister Luoluo.
Forget it, once she returned to Nancheng, she would throw this clingy person to Yan Mo.
They looked at Zhang Zheng with strange eyes and whispered, and quite a few were taking videos with their mobile phones.
Zhang Zheng, who was still there, was stunned looking at the stack of transfer records in his arms. His good friend poked his arm: "Zhang Zheng, let's go. Why are you still standing there? Didn't you see everyone discussing you?"
Coming to his senses, Zhang Zheng panicked and threw the flyers in his arms to his good friend, whispering, "Hide them in your trunk first. Don't let the bride see them."
The good friend looked at the flyers in his arms, understood everything, and nodded to do as told.
Zhang Zheng waved to his classmates and friends in the motorcade: "Brothers, get in the cars. Everything is handled, let's depart."
As he spoke, his face burning like fire, he dived directly into his own car.
His friends scattered and walked towards their own cars.
Among them, only one man stood still. He looked at the direction Yan Mo left with interest, his gaze bright, and he muttered to himself: "Interesting..."
Before Yan Mo drove away, he had already taken out his mobile phone, quickly took a picture of Yan Mo's license plate, and sent a message on his phone: "Help me check this car. Within two hours, I want all her information."
The man's name was Liang Qingzhou, Zhang Zheng's maternal uncle. He was two years older than Zhang Zheng and was also here for the wedding banquet. However, he didn't attend the wedding; he just gave the monetary gift, made some small talk, and left.
He had seen everything that happened just now. He had seen too many women who were indecisive about breaking up, but it was rare to see a woman like Yan Mo who ended a relationship without any hesitation.
Two hours later, Liang Qingzhou received Yan Mo's information.
Yan Mo, a Nancheng local, twenty-seven years old, attended university in Haicheng, and currently works at a Fortune 500 company in Haicheng.
What a coincidence, he was also from Nancheng and currently worked in Haicheng. It was just that he had family matters these past few days, so he took his annual leave early.
Father Liang and Mother Liang ran a garment factory in Nancheng. The eldest son managed things at the factory, and the second son studied well and finished his postgraduate degree. Liang Qingzhou wasn't interested in the garment factory and said that Haicheng had good development prospects. Since he had finished his postgraduate studies there, his parents bought him a large flat apartment in Haicheng so that their grandson could have a better starting point.
But what troubled the old couple was that, let alone a grandson, even their son was twenty-nine this year, turning thirty after the New Year, and he still didn't have a girlfriend.
So, they deliberately forced Liang Qingzhou to attend his nephew's wedding. Liang Qingzhou knew that his parents meant to use someone else's wedding to stimulate him, a disguised way to urge marriage.
The Liang family.
Seeing his son return, Liang Zhendong said sarcastically: "That kid Zhang Zheng is already married, shouldn't you hurry up too? Take advantage of your annual leave to go on a blind date, and try to settle the marriage before returning to Haicheng. Your eldest brother is only two years older than you, and his child is already old enough to run errands."
"Zhouzhou, your dad is right. You'll be thirty after the New Year, it's time to hurry up." Mother Liang, Zhou Xiulan, echoed, "Tomorrow, your dad and I have arranged a blind date for you. Go and meet her. She is a client of your dad's. They run a chain of clothing stores and placed several large orders at our factory this year. Recently, he sent a message saying that his daughter is twenty-seven this year, works in Haicheng, and is coming back at the end of the year for a blind date. When he came to the factory a few days ago, we agreed to arrange for you to meet when his daughter returns. He suddenly called this morning and said to meet tomorrow."
Every time his parents urged marriage, Liang Qingzhou would get a headache. His usual response was, "Mom, Dad, don't worry about my marriage, I have my own plans..."
Before Liang Qingzhou could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt that what his mother said matched some of the information he had just received.
The girl arranged for his blind date was also twenty-seven like Yan Mo, and also worked in Haicheng.
He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and showed the photo he took to Liang Zhendong: "Dad, look at this car, do you recognize it?"
Liang Zhendong looked at it for a while and remembered: "This car seems to be Old Yan's car. He drove this car to the factory a few days ago. Why do you have a photo of Old Yan's car on your phone? But the person driving inside doesn't seem to be Old Yan. That's not right, son, what do you mean by asking this?"
Liang Qingzhou didn't answer but asked instead: "Dad, Mom, what time is the blind date tomorrow?"
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