After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 156 Willing
"Going to see the elders, how can I not buy something." Song Zhiyi muttered.

Thinking of it from the classroom door to now, she still felt that it was inappropriate.

Lu Yiwen smiled and pushed the wheelchair to the front of the car.

"I've already bought it, and this is what you bought." Lu Yiwen opened the trunk in front of Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi pursed her lips, still feeling inappropriate: "It's possible, you bought it, and I didn't choose it myself."

"Stupid, isn't mine yours? What I bought is equivalent to what you bought."

Song Zhiyi was about to say something more, but was choked by Lu Yiwen's words.

"Don't be nervous, Aunt Deng will definitely like you very much."

Song Zhiyi sighed.

Just like that, he was coaxed and tricked by Lu Yiwen into the co-pilot.

Before driving, Lu Yiwen handed her a box: "I prepared a bracelet for you, open it and have a look."

Song Zhiyi opened the box, and inside was a heavy emerald green jade bracelet.

"This is?"

Lu Yiwen laughed softly: "Aunt Deng likes jade jewelry. I bought one and put it in your hand. You decide whether to give it or not."

Hearing that Lu Yiwen prepared it specially for Aunt Deng, Song Zhiyi carefully put the bracelet back.

"Take it, don't give it back to me, I give you the right to control." Lu Yiwen reiterated again: "Between us, what's mine is yours."

Song Zhiyi squeezed the box: "Got it."

"Then let's go!" Lu Yiwen started the car.

"Lu Yiwen, see Aunt Deng, do I need to change clothes? I've been wearing this outfit for a day..."

"Also, will Aunt Deng dislike me? Now that I have a leg injury, will I leave a bad impression on Aunt Deng?"

She couldn't help being nervous, and she didn't know why, but subconsciously wanted to make a good impression on this elder she hadn't met yet.

"It's enough that I like you, other people's opinions don't matter, no one will affect us." The man comforted.

The car drove to the entrance of the alley, Lu Yiwen stood the car at the intersection, and Song Zhiyi was still sitting in the co-pilot's seat.

She watched the man run up and down, took down the supplements in the trunk and put them on the side of the road, lifted the wheelchair, and finally came to hug her.

To be honest, she is still nervous now.

And because of a leg injury, Lu Yiwen needs to be busy alone, so it may not be appropriate to visit now.

But in order to make Lu Yiwen feel more relaxed, Song Zhiyi took the initiative to ask Lu Yiwen to give her the gift bag to carry, and he can push the cart at the back with peace of mind.

She glanced at the pile of things in her hands, and when she got out of the car just now, she still took the bracelet that Lu Yiwen gave her just now.

It's not appropriate for her to keep it by herself.

"Aunt Deng's house is inside, and we still need to walk for a while." Just as Song Zhiyi was wandering, the man behind him suddenly spoke.

"Oh, good." Song Zhiyi was a little slow to respond, and after replying, he pursed his lips and did not take the initiative to speak.

She looked around, then sighed quietly.

"Don't be nervous." Lu Yiwen had already noticed that something was wrong with her emotions. After thinking for a while, he said to Song Zhiyi:
"Otherwise, I'll call Aunt Deng and say that something happened on the way, why don't we go?"

"No."

Song Zhiyi thinks that she is also a sensible person, and she can't do such a thing as letting the old man dove directly, but Lu Yiwen is willing to indulge her.

"Aunt Deng is already waiting for us, it's not good."

"But you're not happy now." Lu Yiwen didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't want to do.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just a little nervous, it's okay."

"I came to Aunt Deng's house for dinner. I asked for it on my own initiative. How can I be unhappy and unwilling?"

Song Zhiyi is trying to persuade Lu Yiwen to give up the idea just now:

"Lu Yiwen, tell me about Aunt Deng while I'm still here, and let me hug Buddha's feet temporarily."

Along the way, Lu Yiwen kept talking, while Song Zhiyi listened carefully.

The two walked in front of a residential building, and the man suddenly stopped what he had just said and said it was over.

Song Zhiyi raised his head, and the house in front of him was the tallest building in the surrounding area, standing here alone.

The outside of the house is full of all kinds of flowers and trees, which grow very well. It seems that the owner is a person who loves flowers.

"Lu Yiwen, does Aunt Deng also like to grow flowers?" Song Zhiyi asked.

"Ah."

Lu Yiwen pushed the wheelchair and asked Song Zhiyi to stay for a while in front of the big flower in front of the door.

"No wonder, you are able to raise the jasmine I gave you so well, so it's because of Aunt Deng's subtle influence."

Song Zhiyi was joking, Lu Yiwen just told her that Aunt Deng often took care of him when he was a child...

"It's not subtle." Lu Yiwen refused to admit it, and retorted: "It's a talent."

He wouldn't tell Song Zhiyi directly how much effort he had put into raising that delicate flower well.

"Have you finished reading? Let's go in!"

Song Zhiyi nodded, then quickly shook his head: "Lu Yiwen, wait a moment."

She shook her palm, motioning for Lu Yiwen to come closer.

"Help me see, is my hair messed up now?"

Lu Yiwen: "No chaos."

"What about the face? You seemed to be sweating just now, did you take off your makeup?"

Lu Yiwen sighed.

Seeing that Lu Yiwen didn't speak, Song Zhiyi quickly covered his face in fright: "What's wrong? Is it makeup? Isn't it ugly now?"

Lu Yiwen smiled, and took off her hand that was sticking to her face.

"It's fine, there are no flowers at all." Lu Yiwen replied.

"Really? Then why did you sigh just now? Are you lying to me now?"

Song Zhiyi wanted to cry without tears, so he quickly let go of Lu Yiwen's hand, took out the phone in his bag, and then turned on the camera.

Fortunately, there are no special flowers.

After checking her makeup with her phone, Song Zhiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I checked my whole body again...

The man hooked his lips and couldn't help but tease: "So nervous, what should I do when I get married?"

Song Zhiyi curled her lips, not willing to show weakness: "Who said they want to marry you? I still have to investigate!"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and then asked: "How about the investigation method, so that I can prepare in advance?"

"Okay! Now is not the time to joke around." Song Zhiyi took a deep breath, suppressed his smile slightly, and said seriously:

"Lu Yiwen, I'm ready, we can go in now."

After receiving the instruction, Lu Yiwen put his fingerprint on the sensor lock, and with a beep, the door was automatically unlocked because the correct fingerprint was detected, and it was as smooth as returning to his own home.

(End of this chapter)