Your Excellency, I love you!

Chapter 1141 When Will You Wake Up?

So people gradually began to say that the previous rumors were all wrong, and that the relationship between them was very good, and even after Miss Qin's death, Mr. Mo still couldn't bear to let her leave him.

There are more and more rumors like this, overshadowing the previous rumors that he cheated or hurt Miss Qin San, and there are overwhelming discussions about Miss Qin San being lucky to marry such an affectionate man.

Mo Huangnian seemed very satisfied with such rumors, and even greedily wanted to hear more. He would spare time every day to go to some social occasions, not for anything else, just to listen to those people flattering him——

Say how good he is to his wife from beginning to end, that Qin Manman's marriage to him is a blessing, and that he does not delay both power and love...

And so on, no matter if it's true or not, Mo Huangnian will be very happy as long as he hears it.

Since everyone is saying it, it must be true, he thought so, the facts are like this, and this is true.

The days passed day by day, and recently Mo Huangnian specially asked someone to set up a vine flower stand near the river bank, and wanted to retake the wedding photos with Qin Manman.

Before they got married, they didn't take wedding photos. After they got married, they pestered him to take photos, but he refused. She always said at that time that she wanted to take photos under a beautiful flower stand.

Mo Huangnian got out of the car with Qin Manman in his wedding dress, and put her in the makeshift dressing room.

The makeup artist was hired with a high salary, but he was still a little scared when he saw the woman who died and still kept her face. Mo Huangnian smiled slightly, "My wife is very polite to outsiders, she is easy to talk to."

The make-up artist nodded stiffly, "Okay... Don't worry, High Priest, I will take care of my wife."

"Ah."

Mo Huangnian picked up the lipstick on the side, unscrewed the cap, squatted down and held Manman's face, carefully and carefully painted her lips.

His deep and handsome eyebrows were extremely focused, and there was a strong emotion in his eyes that couldn't be concealed. The makeup artist looked at him and felt very uncomfortable.

The make-up artist put on bridal makeup for Qin Manman inside, and Mo Huangnian came out to smoke.

He walked to the bank of the river and just lit a cigarette when a woman's hoarse and mocking voice came from beside him, "Isn't this our new high priest? I thought it would be difficult to see you now."

Mo Huangnian turned his head and saw a woman in a white dress walking over, and said faintly, "Miao Miao."

Sheng Miao was cleaner and thinner than before. There was a long scar on the left side of her face, from the corner of her eye to her chin. It was hideous and ugly. She looked at the decorations and scenes not far away, "You are going to take pictures with Qin Manman. Wedding photos?"

Mo Huangnian took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled white smoke from his thin lips, "Well, Manman has always said that he wants to make up shots."

Sheng Miao looked up at his hazy side face hidden in the smog, and she had heard the rumors, so she couldn't help biting her lips, "Desolate year, when will you wake up?"

"I've been sober."

"You're not awake, you've covered yourself up," Sheng Miao frowned, "Qin Manman is dead, what's the point of guarding her body? Are you planning to live like this for the rest of your life?"

"Why can't we live like this."

"You are the high priest of Miaojiang, and you have power and money in your hands, but you are guarding a corpse. Will you live well like this?"

Sheng Miao clenched her hands, "Desolate year, you should start over, find a beautiful and healthy woman to marry and have children, live a happy life, like Sheng Tang and Shi Che... Men should choose beautiful women, Qin Man Pretty dead, what is it about her that you can't let go of?"