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Mo Ye Han slightly furrowed his brows, a trace of barely noticeable loathing flashing across his handsome, defunct face.

Could this woman in front of him be the same as the others … But that day, when he put her picture in front of his brother, he pointed at her in the photo and said, "Women are beautiful …"

It was only when she noticed the distaste on his face that she realized she had lost her composure. His face suddenly turned red. He quickly straightened his back and readjusted his sitting posture.

As long as brother likes him, he is fine with it. As for this woman, as long as he was around, there shouldn't be any problems.

"Yes." The man replied indifferently, "If you want to work, fine. However, I hope you know who you are. If he wanted to use the Mo family's background and use the Mo family's name to increase his own power, using that as an opportunity to throw off his big brother … "An Qian, don't blame me for not reminding you, but I have a way to make you die without a burial ground!"

His words were cold and merciless! It was like a whip, mercilessly lashing towards An Qian with a strong warning and threat.

An Qian's palm-sized face suddenly turned pale. The little excitement he felt when he agreed to the request disappeared, and was replaced with a deep sense of humiliation!

"Don't worry, I will definitely abide by the contract!"

She lowered her eyes, covered her eyes with her long and thick eyelashes, and signed her name at the bottom of the agreement.

Chen put away the documents and handed one to An Shuang, who kept it for herself. He then asked An Qian to take the two inch-long photos, got up and walked outside.

When normal people registered to get married, they would go to a photographic studio to take pictures, before personally registering. The people from the Mo family weren't like this. If they handed in all the formalities, there would be someone who would take care of it.

After basking in the light for a while, she enjoyed the treatment of being served once again. However, when the small red book appeared in her hands, she astonishedly discovered that the man who took pictures with her was actually … Mo Eversnow!

What was going on? She looked suspiciously at the two men in front of her with her clear and limpid eyes.

Mo Eversnow's expression was still as cold as ice.

Chen Yicheng explained, "It's like this, eldest young master's identity is different from that of a normal person …" Therefore, we can only let the second young master take charge of this matter. Eldest young mistress, I hope you can understand. "

So that's how it was. An Qian didn't ask any further questions. However, she suddenly felt that it was extremely ironic. A few minutes ago, this Chen Yifeng was still addressing her as Miss An. In the blink of an eye, she was already the eldest young mistress of the Mo family.

Eldest Young Mistress? Heh! The eldest young mistress of the Mo family who had 'bought' it …

The group of people walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Chen Yiwen invited An Qian to the car and they sat side by side in the comfortable and spacious back seat. The car drove on with no obstructions towards the Mo family's Qingshui Garden …

The car entered Clear Water Garden's villa area and stopped in front of a villa that was built in the pure European style. The electronic door slowly opened, and the car slowly entered the villa.

Coming out of the garage was the huge green lawn.

An Qian raised his head and looked over. Under the scorching sun, he saw a group of agile and light figures running along. Accompanied by his laughter and urging voice, there were even shouts from servants mixed within.

"..." Eldest Young Master... It's too hot, be careful not to get heatstroke... "Come back quickly …"

An Qian's heart was filled with sorrow. This was her so-called 'husband'.