Looking over intently, Rice's breath froze.

In the photo, the word "talented and handsome" can be used to describe her.

Mo Xun is gentle and elegant, while Qiao An is smiling and smiling.

Rice's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing Qiao An's devastated look, he couldn't help but comfort her, "It's just a photo, maybe it's not what you think."

Rice felt this was unconvincing when he said it, and even felt like he didn't have three hundred taels of silver in this place.

Qiao An seemed to have listened to the story, and the dazed expression he had just returned suddenly came back, and he looked at Rice with a burning gaze, "You said before that Mo Xun has a girlfriend, and it was published in the newspaper, right?"

Rice was suddenly panicked at this moment. Should he nod or shake his head?

This matter is of great importance. If it is not okay, what if it is?

Based on Qiao An's current relationship with Mo Kai, everyone can see how deep their relationship is.

And what everyone thought was Zhan Zhan and Xin Yi's irresponsible father, a man who had disappeared for many years. If it was Mo Xun, how would Qiao An face these two men in the future?

Rice couldn't help but feel nervous, thinking of Mo Xun's incomprehensible behavior and the priceless star that appeared on Qiao An's neck...

Everything seems to point to... Mo Xun and Qiao An had a past.

But at this time, people instinctively wanted to deceive themselves, so Rice opened her lips and said, "An'an, it's been so long, maybe I remembered it wrong."

Obviously, these words had no consoling effect on Qiao An.

Qiao An seemed unaware, turned on the tablet, and directly entered Mo Xun's name into the search engine.

In the Internet age, if you really want to look for it, you can't find any clues.

Qiao An's fingers as he slid the page were shaking visibly to the naked eye.

She carefully clicked on and confirmed every article about Mo Xun in various foreign financial newspapers from a few years ago.

Rice pressed it quickly and said, "An'an, stop looking for it."

If Qiao An keeps searching like this, it is inevitable that she will find those things, but is she really ready to face the consequences?

Qiao An shook her head. Things had reached this point, how could she pretend she didn't know what to do.

The newly clicked page happened to open, Qiao An's eyes dropped, and his whole person became completely rigid.

If she had any luck just now, then at this moment, the last trace of luck dissipated like smoke.

In the picture, she is holding Mo Xun on her arm.

In the press release, she was his girlfriend.

Putting down the tablet, Qiao An's eyes were out of focus and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

It turned out that in the missing memory, she had been to Boston and Chicago, studied psychology, and loved a man. Zhan Zhan and Xin Yi also met at that time.

But now, she has fallen in love with someone else and is hopeless.

Qiao An laughed, her pale face marked with sadness, desolation, and pain...

"An'an, don't be like this." Rice's heart twisted into a ball, and it seemed like nothing he could say was superfluous at this time.

"Rice, please go back first. I want to be alone." Joan put her legs into the sofa and rested her chin on her knees, which was her usual defensive posture.

Rice looked at her, nodded helplessly after a long time, and went out.

As soon as the door closed, Rice sent a WeChat message.

[Qiao An knows what happened five years ago.]

Recipient, Mo Kai.


Chapter completed!