Chapter 809: His Fiancée

She took two more steps forward, frowning, and looking at Mo Yixuan in surprise.

She actually suspected that this man knew her yesterday, otherwise she would not have found the reason for this man to come here to find her.

"You know me?" He Xiyan pointed at herself.

Mo Yixuan nodded, his heart felt like it had been cut open with a knife. Does he know her? Of course he knows him, more than he knows him, more than...

"Then what is my relationship with you?" He Xiyan frowned.

She knew that she rejected everything in the past, including the man in front of her, but she didn't know the reason.

"We..." Mo Yixuan could hear his heart bursting out of his voice. He sighed, his mind working rapidly, looking for a suitable identity for him to speak out now.

What should he do? Saying that he is his ex-husband, then she will definitely ask why they divorced and the reasons for their divorce?

Thinking of the reason for their divorce, Mo Yixuan wisely closed his mouth. He couldn't express the reason at all.

And as her ex-husband, he was not qualified to control her current life.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yixuan said: "We are lovers, and you are my fiancée."

"Fiancée?" He Xiyan frowned, and her eyes widened when she heard the word.

"Yes, we were going to get married. The wedding date was set, but you suddenly disappeared. I have been looking for you for three years, and I didn't find you until now."

Mo Yixuan said in a deep voice. There was no falsehood in what he said. Even his dark eyes were full of deep affection.

He thought that was the right thing to say. In this way, he can take Yanyan away openly and give her a false name. Anyway, she has lost her memory. Let her bid farewell to the past and completely forget the harm he caused her. They can be together again and live happily together as a family of three. .

Chen Jiahang on the side had a cold expression, sparks of anger bursting out of his eyes. He hugged He Xiyan into his arms, held her tightly, and declared his sovereignty.

What a fiancée, Yanyan is his, his wife.

"She is mine." He said to Mo Yixuan. Although he could not make a sound, the movements of his lips were already obvious.

Mo Yixuan understood what Chen Jiahang was about to say.

"Yours?" He sneered.

When his eyes moved to Chen Jiahang, they were full of disdain.

"Mute, why do you compare with me? What do you have? This shabby house?" Mo Yixuan said coldly, glancing at the furnishings in the house. It was really shabby. The old wooden tables, a few simple The wooden chair, and that thing, is that a coffee table? That's almost decades old stuff.

He really didn't bother to compete with such a man. If it weren't for the fact that he was a disabled person, he would have called the police and asked him to go to jail.

Chen Jiahang was furious, his face was red, and it reached his neck. His chest was heaving violently. He stared at Mo Yixuan with a look that really made him want to punch him in the past. But at this time, he was deeply sad and even felt inferior, because he really had nothing. He did not give Yan Yan a good life and let her work hard and suffer with him. .

"Jiahang..."

He Xiyan noticed the sadness on Chen Jiahang's face, and her heart ached inexplicably. She held his hand firmly, clasping their fingers together, and told him not to be sad, that she didn't care that he had no money, and She won't leave him.

She turned to look at Mo Yixuan.