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Chapter 7: If You Cry More, Your Makeup Will Be Ruined

Hasty Marriage, Slow Love

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Liang Zhendong took a long time to recover from his shock, and Zhou Xiulan was also somewhat puzzled. "Son, are you really willing to meet her? No matter how your parents tried to persuade you before, you wouldn't go. Even if you did go, you would just go through the motions, say a few words to the young woman, and leave. Why did you take the initiative to agree to meet this time? Son, are you up to some scheme?"

As she spoke, Zhou Xiulan touched her son's forehead. "You don't have a fever!"

Liang Qingzhou pushed his mother's hand away, using a retreat to advance: "Mom, if you keep asking, I won't go."Full novel: Hasty Marriage, Slow Love — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

"No, no, no, I won't ask anymore, as long as you are willing to go." Zhou Xiulan waved her hand hurriedly. Young people these days are truly a headache, always talking about not getting married.

Liang Qingzhou said he didn't want to go, but in his heart, he felt he had succeeded in his scheme. He had just been worrying about how to get to know Yan Mo, and his parents had just handed him an opportunity to meet her.

On the other side.

Having reclaimed the one hundred thousand, Yan Mo drove back to Nancheng. When she left earlier, her heart was still calm, but upon returning, her heart was surging like waves.

It was not for Zhang Zheng, but because she felt that her deep affection over these seven years had been misplaced after all.

Fortunately, Yan Chen was in Zhao Luoluo's car. The disheveled state she was in now could only be seen by herself.

Soon she adjusted her emotions; she couldn't cry anymore, or her makeup would be ruined.

Returning to Nancheng, Yan Mo's mood restored to calm, with only the joy of money in her heart.

"Luoluo, I have money now. To thank you for helping me knock on the print shop door early this morning, I'll treat you to some fun. Where do you want to go?"

Zhao Luoluo's eyes lit up instantly. "Really? Then I'm going to fleece you hard today. How about you treat me to drinks, and then I'll order two male models, is that okay?"

As she spoke, Zhao Luoluo held up two fingers and asked tentatively.

"Of course! This old lady got her money back today. Getting back money that was lent out feels like finding it. Spend it, spend it to your heart's content. All expenses today are on this old lady."

After Yan Mo made her bold statement, Yan Chen took the opportunity to lean close to Zhao Luoluo. "Sister Luoluo, can I go too?"

Zhao Luoluo frowned and pointed at Yan Mo. "I'm not the one in charge, as I'm the sister who has no blood relationship with you. Why don't you ask your own sister?"

"You can't, it's not suitable for children there." Yan Mo rolled her eyes at her younger brother. "Hurry home, be good. I'll bring you a lollipop when I get back later."

Yan Chen pursed his lips. "Sister, how old am I now? How is it not suitable for children? I promise to be obedient, I'll just stay to the side and won't cause trouble."

Yan Mo still shook her head firmly. "No means no, hurry home and stay there."

Zhao Luoluo chuckled on the side. "Yan Chen, just listen to your sister. Wait until you're a bit older before going to that kind of place."

"Sister Luoluo, I'm a senior in college, I'm an adult." Yan Chen looked aggrieved.

Zhao Luoluo shrugged, indicating she was helpless.

Yan Chen became anxious. "Sister, if you don't let me go, I'll tell Mom and Dad that you ordered male models when I get home!"

Now it was Yan Mo's turn to frown. She pointed at Yan Chen and warned him: "First off, you can't order anything if you go!"

"Mm-hmm!" Yan Chen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He was happy now and hopped back into Zhao Luoluo's car.

Yan Mo brought Zhao Luoluo and her younger brother to the top-tier commercial KTV in Nancheng and booked the most luxurious private room, as if she wanted to squander the one hundred thousand she had just reclaimed today.

As soon as they sat down, Zhao Luoluo excitedly started ordering drinks and male models.

Yan Mo leaned on the sofa, looking at the dazzling, golden, and magnificent scene around her, but her mood was surprisingly calm.

The waiter brought the drinks first, and Yan Mo downed a mouthful without a word.

In the blink of an eye, she didn't see her younger brother, Yan Chen.

"Where did this kid go again?" Yan Mo asked Zhao Luoluo beside her.

Zhao Luoluo was looking expectantly at the door, waiting for the male models. She didn't even turn her head as she brushed it off: "Who knows? Maybe he went to the restroom. Don't worry about him, he's an adult, he won't get lost."

That was true; Yan Mo was in no mood to pay attention to where her younger brother had gone right now.

Soon, the heavy metal door was pushed open by the waiter, and a dozen tall and handsome male models filed in and stood in a row.

Zhao Luoluo's eyes went straight. The male models who entered were more handsome than the last, and most importantly, those glimpses of toned abdominal muscles made her head spin.

Zhao Luoluo excitedly grabbed Yan Mo's arm and shook it, whispering excitedly: "Momo, look at these male models, they are too handsome! Their abdominal muscles are so sexy, ahhh!"

Yan Mo felt a bit helpless from being shaken. She raised her eyes and scanned the room, then leaned close to Zhao Luoluo's ear and whispered calmly: "Wipe your drool."

She waved her hand, signaling Zhao Luoluo to stop shaking her.

Perhaps it was the drink she had earlier; her head was already starting to spin. The faces of the male models in front of her were blurring, making her dizzy, and her stomach was churning.

Zhao Luoluo knew that Yan Mo rarely drank, and she had downed that cup a bit too anxiously. In the past, the two of them rarely came to such places; even if they did go out, they only went to bars or places with many people to drink.

It was just that she felt she could change the venue today to help Yan Mo treat her heartbreak, letting her know that there were plenty of good-looking men in this world. By comparison, that Scum Zhang Zheng was not worth her sadness at all.

Zhao Luoluo was a good friend; she started to pick and choose carefully from left to right, wanting to select two handsome ones for Yan Mo first.

Yan Mo felt her head spinning more and more. She closed her eyes, wanting to take a breather.

Zhao Luoluo felt she couldn't appear too desperate. She coughed, picked up the drink the waiter had poured for her, and sipped it slowly, pretending to be calm as she continued to choose from left to right.

At this moment, she suddenly saw Yan Chen standing in the middle of the row of male models, winking at her and gesturing to himself: "Sister Luoluo, pick me, pick me."

Zhao Luoluo couldn't help it, and the drink in her mouth sprayed out all at once.

Hearing the commotion, Yan Mo opened her eyes and looked over. She instantly sobered up halfway; this younger brother really gave her a headache. He hadn't looked for a partner in his four years of college, and every day he wanted to date her bestie.

Seeing this, Yan Chen hurriedly stepped forward to find a tissue, handing it to Zhao Luoluo with a fawning and ingratiating look.

Zhao Luoluo covered her mouth with the tissue and whispered: "Stop messing around, why would I pick you?"

"Because, I don't want money, I'm free!"

Zhao Luoluo rolled her eyes at him. "What's the use of being free? With so many abdominal muscles, why wouldn't I pick them?"

"I have them too."

As he spoke, Yan Chen made a gesture as if to take off his clothes.

This big boy was Yan Mo's own younger brother, and in Zhao Luoluo's eyes, he was just the little kid who had been following behind her for over a decade.

She immediately stepped forward and covered Yan Chen's hand. "Stop messing around."

With Yan Chen causing such a disturbance, Zhao Luoluo had lost the mood to order male models.

She waved her hand and let all the male models standing in the room leave.

In the end, in the large private room, Yan Chen was singing energetically with the microphone. Yan Mo, who was sitting on the leather sofa, was fast asleep due to not sleeping all night yesterday and the effect of the alcohol.

Zhao Luoluo, also sitting on the sofa, looked at the flirtatious glances Yan Chen threw her from time to time, feeling life was meaningless.

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