Quit pampering

The afternoon was spent in the home theater.

In the evening, after dinner, Wen Ying took Fu Yanlou for a walk outside.

Fu Yanlou held her hand and said bluntly, "Yingying, all work in the port city has been completed. I am going back to the capital."

Wen Ying was not surprised when she heard this, and she accepted it easily.

He has stayed in Hong Kong City for too long for her.

To put it bluntly, the capital city cannot do without him at all.

"Come back." Wen Ying held his forearm and raised his chin to look at him, "Fu Yanlou, I will miss you."

There was a smile in Fu Yanlou's eyes, which slowly turned into a soft light, "Wait for me in Hong Kong City, you know."

Wen Ying smiled and looked away, knowingly asking, "What are you waiting for?"

Fu Yanlou held her face, nose to nose, and said, "Wait until I come to marry you."

Wen Ying twisted her lips into a smile and said, "Okay."

When Fu Yanlou left Hong Kong City, there was still half a month before their wedding.

Wen Ying listened to his words and stayed in Hong Kong City obediently, waiting for Fu Yanlou to come to Hong Kong City to marry her.

For half a month, Wen Ying counted the days.

One day, I got together with my friends at the club.

It was very late that night before everyone went back to their homes.

Wen Ying also heard about the new progress of Huo Xiaolian's pursuit of his girlfriend - still no progress.

Tragic.

Later, Wen Ying called to remind him, "Don't forget my wedding with Fu Yanlou."

Huo Xiaolian's voice sounded quite calm, "I haven't forgotten Yingying, but I can't go to Hong Kong City to accompany you in your marriage. Can I wait for you in the capital?"

Wen Ying said, "Of course."

"Well."

Wen Ying thought for a while and then asked more concerned, "Are you okay?"

A familiar casual laughter came from the other end, "That's great."

Is he used to reporting good news but not bad news?

Wen Ying said, "You can also bring Miss Li to my wedding."

"It depends."

Wen Ying returned to the Wen family to be married. That night, Han Xiuya and Wen Ying talked a lot.

Listening to her mother's gentle voice, the reluctance in Wen Ying's heart reached its peak.

There is also sadness and uneasiness, nervous anticipation, and excitement.

Wen Ying is very clingy and sleeps with her mother in her arms.

At five o'clock in the morning, Wen Ying was awakened by Han Xiuya gently, "Yingying." She combed Wen Ying's long hair, "It's time to get up and wash up."

Wen Ying smiled lazily and coquettishly, sat on the bed and stretched.

Han Xiuya's eyes were filled with love, "I'll ask the servant to bring breakfast."

"Okay."

Breakfast was eaten in the room. After eating, the makeup team who had been waiting downstairs came to the room to help Wen Ying dress up.

It lasted four hours.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the Fu family's private plane landed on the lawn of the Wen family villa on time.

Wen Xingyu opened a corner of the curtain and glanced down. He turned around and joked, "Yingying, my brother-in-law is here to pick you up by plane. There was a rain of petals just now."

Wen Ying, who was sitting on the wedding bed, suddenly clenched her fingers.

Lu Junzhi and all the little sisters were standing by, chattering.

The rain of petals was grand and lasting.

"Yingying, are you nervous?" Lu Junzhi squatted beside her legs and asked.

Wen Ying glanced at her and said honestly, "Yeah, I'm nervous."

Lu Junzhi held her chin up, admiring her eyes, "Don't be nervous, Yingying is very beautiful today."

Wen Ying pursed her lips and smiled, her smile gentle, that faint smile smelled of happiness.

Meng Xuan held out the phone screen to Wen Ying's eyes, "Yingying, look, the rain of petals is so beautiful. I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be so romantic."

He does create romance, but...

Wen Ying smiled and said, "This doesn't look like Fu Yanlou's handiwork."

"Whose handiwork could that be?"

Wen Ying smiled and said nothing, but in her opinion, it looked like Mr. Zhou's masterpiece.