Chapter 1681 Is Our Wedding Still Going On?

Ah Mo paused slightly, and finally turned around and looked at him sincerely: "Shen Zun, have we divorced the engagement?"

"……Yes."

"That's it. There is no engagement between you and me. I really don't have any feelings for you. In the future, you will take your Yangguan way, and I will take my single-plank bridge. I really feel that I don't need to answer your question just now." Yes. Also, I am not Xuemo, I am Ah Mo..."

Shen Jiuli's eyes drooped slightly, and he smiled: "Okay, then take care." He didn't intend to keep him anymore.

Only then did Ah Mo turn around and leave, seeing her back turning around the corner in front of her.

"Mother..." Shen Nianmo couldn't help it, and called out from behind.

Ah Mo paused for a moment, and didn't look back. His figure slowly disappeared in the purple bamboo forest, and he could no longer see the shadow.

Shen Nianmo burst into tears: "Father, mother, don't you want us anymore?"

Shen Jiuli's face was pale, and he rubbed his head with his palm: "Don't worry, no, your mother won't stop Nian Mo."

Father has never lied to him, and of course he won't this time, Shen Nianmo finally felt relieved, his stomach was so hungry that he flattened his mouth: "Father, Nianmo is hungry..."

Shen Jiuli flicked his sleeves, and a table appeared on the ground. There were several dishes and pastries on the table, which looked very rich.

The tempting fragrance of the food came to his nostrils, and Shen Nianmo immediately cheered, jumped off the ground and rushed to the table: "Wow, so delicious!" He sat there and started to gobble it up.

"Ah, these are all things that my mother likes to eat! Father, you should have kept my mother for a meal just now. She will be happy when she sees these." Shen Nianmo's little mouth was stuffed, There are also some regrets.

Shen Jiuli sat on the side, he watched his son eat without speaking, and he himself did not move.

After a while, Shennianmo was full, and the child was full of energy. He seemed to be resurrected with full blood when he was full. He pulled Shen Jiuli's hand and wanted him to take him for a stroll.

Shen Jiuli patted him on the head: "Nianmo, you will be a god in the future. A god must be independent and always ask his parents to follow suit. Be good, go and play by yourself, and when you come back, your father will test your homework..."

The words made Shen Nianmo puff up his small chest: "Okay, Nianmo go play by himself!" He let go of his calves and ran away.

Shen Jiuli glanced at Qiongqi who just came back from a stroll, Qiongqi shivered, and immediately went with Xiao Nianmo.

As soon as Shen Nianmo left, Shen Jiuli swayed slightly and almost fell to the ground.

He took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground, with blood oozing from the corners of his lips, and his face turned as white as snow.

Although Ah Mo's frenzied attack just now he resolved a lot, but he was still injured, and his blood was surging, which made him almost unable to hold on.

He sat there meditating, and the wind blew his robe violently, as if he would turn into the wind and go away at any time.

...

After Ah Mo returned to Mo Palace, Xue Yilan and Hemu Manager were already waiting impatiently, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her come back.

Xue Yilan was still wearing that pink robe, other men would feel horrible wearing this outfit, but he wore this outfit as exquisite as an ink painting, more delicate and eye-catching than peach blossoms.

"Momo, is our wedding still going on?" Xue Yilan followed her, smiling alluringly.

A Mo waved her hand: "The Qing family can retire after all." She has already successfully retired, so naturally she doesn't need to act anymore.