Quit pampering

Han Xiuya smiled and said, "Yingying, whether it's love or marriage, you don't need to change yourself for others. A person who loves you will tolerate and love you infinitely. Do you understand?"

"I see."

Han Xiuya held Wen Ying in her arms and said with a smile, "But you suddenly said you wanted to marry Yanlou, which shocked me and your father."

Wen Ying looked up with a smile, "Are you still scared now?"

Naughty, Han Xiuya patted her head and said, "I have accepted the fact. The main thing is that we are all at ease with Yanlou and are not afraid that you will make the same mistake again."

Yanlou has never been Zhiqian, and will never become a person like Zhiqian.

Wen Ying said sweetly, "Mommy, why are you and Daddy so good?"

"Because you are the treasure of our family."

The sound of footsteps came from the corridor. Fu Yanlou climbed down the stairs, his eyes only filled with warmth, "Yingying."

Yingying always loves to act coquettishly, and he will protect her innocence.

Such a beautiful and coquettish Yingying has such innocence and charm that makes people fall in love with her.

He loves, just loves this rose, nothing else.

Wen Ying raised her eyes and inadvertently sank into the sea of ​​tenderness in his eyes. She stood up and walked towards him, "Are you done talking to my dad?"

Fu Yanlou had an extra document bag in his hand, "Well, we're done talking, I have something to go back to deal with."

"Then I'll take it to you."

Wen Ying sent Fu Yanlou to the door.

Fu Yanlou stood on the stairs a few steps lower than her, "My parents will arrive in Hong Kong City tomorrow, and they and I will come to the Wen family to propose marriage the day after tomorrow."

The marriage must be settled as soon as possible. There are too many people who covet Yingying.

He was worried.

Wen Ying put his hands behind his back and leaned forward towards him, "How did uncle and aunt react to this?"

"reaction?"

There was confusion in Wen Ying's eyes, "Don't they have any reaction to your sudden marriage?"

Fu Yanlou smiled, his eyes full of tenderness, "It's good to marry a wife and go home. It would be even better if that person is still Yingying."

Wen Ying couldn't stop the smile on his lips, "Is that so?"

Fu Yanlou touched her head and said, "Yes, I won't lie to you, right?"

Wen Ying looked at his face so close and nodded.

Fu Yanlou came close to her ear and said, "Yingying, we'll see you the day after tomorrow."

A low, deep voice, magnetic.

Her ears felt hot, Wen Yingqiang didn't hide, and looked back at him, "Okay, see you the day after tomorrow."

Fu Yanlou drove away, and Wen Ying turned around and walked back to the living room.

Wen Xingyu came out of the corner, "In love?"

Wen Ying pushed him aside.

Wen Xingyu followed her, "Looking like this, you must have been convinced by me."

Not bad, better than chasing Mr. Huo.

Wen Xingyu said coldly, "Actually, I can support you even if you don't get married."

Thinking about it, he was still very reluctant to let go. He had endured marrying in the port city, but now he wanted to marry in the capital, which was far, far away.

Wen Ying stopped and turned around, with a smile on her red lips, "I need you to support me?"

Wen Xingyu worried, "How can anyone get married at the age of twenty?"

Wen Ying narrowed her eyes, "Marry the one you like when you meet one. Does age matter when you get married? Don't tell me that you don't have a girl you like in school?"

Wen Xingyu's eyes didn't dodge at all, "No, women will only affect my learning speed."

The appearance of righteous words is worse than swearing.

As the heir to the Wen family, he only needs to protect the Wen family's huge property and his family in this life.

Yingying is such a love-minded person. What if she is bullied one day? Can't he protect her from worries forever? The Wen family is here only when they are confident.

Wen Ying stood on tiptoe and touched his handsome curly hair, "You have a great idea. It doesn't matter. My child will inherit the Wen family when the time comes."

Wen Xingyu laughed, "As long as my nephew is able, he can come anytime."

Wen Ying raised her eyebrows, "Can't the niece do it?"

Wen Xingyu said, "...that's okay."

Wen Ying was about to go back to the room, but Wen Xingyu followed him, a little unwilling to give up, "Sister, I won't say that you are determined to marry Mr. Huo. It's like being possessed and no one can stop it. But now you can completely stop it. Choose your future husband carefully, there is no need to rush to get married, right?"

Wen Ying looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Xing Yu, I know you are not willing to let me get married, but if I miss Fu Yanlou, I will regret it. I don't want to keep him waiting anymore."

Wen Xingyu felt that love was so fucking poisonous, "You have been spoiled by all of us. If you are wronged one day, do you know that you will go back to your parents' home?"

"Think of me better."

Wen Ying pushed him out and closed the door.

Wen Ying didn't tell any of her friends about her return to Hong Kong City, so she kept it secret.

Two days later, it was the date agreed with Fu Yanlou.

The Wen family attaches great importance to this meeting between the two families.

Before the agreed time arrived, the Wen family's family of four came to the door to pick them up.

Fu Yanlou got out of the car first, followed by a middle-aged couple with extraordinary temperament. In Wen Ying's impression back then, Lou Yue was beautiful and elegant. After seeing her again after ten years, it seemed that the years had not produced any changes in her.

Wen Ying didn't feel so strange. She stepped forward and said hello, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Yingying." Lou Yue grabbed Wen Ying's hand and put it in hers, looking at her carefully, "You are still the same as when you were a child. In fact, aunt has wanted to meet you for a long time."

Wen Ying let out a soft ah.

"Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, please come in quickly." Wen Zeshu smiled and was more respectful.

Fu Huai smiled and said in a mellow voice, "Let's go in and talk."

After ten long years apart, I thought some people had become strangers, but when the two of them sat down and talked naturally, they did not feel alienated or unfamiliar.

Fu Huaijing and Lou Yue were not as sincere as outsiders said when discussing the marriage between Fu Yanlou and Wen Ying.

He was not condescending, but sincerely helped his son to marry Wen Ying.

This marriage is not mixed with any interests, and there is no last resort. It is the wish of two young people, and it is also the common blessing of the two families.

Seeing the two sets of parents discussing the engagement in an amicable manner, Wen Ying sat aside and couldn't help but get wet in her eyes. She turned her head to one side and lowered her head. In her line of sight, Fu Yanlou grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently. pinch.

Wen Ying raised her eyes, her eyes were moist and the ends of her eyes were reddish.

Just this look made him feel sad for no reason.

"You guys chat, I'll talk to Yingying." Fu Yanlou pulled Wen Ying away.

In the side hall, Fu Yanlou carried Wen Ying to the table, put his arms on her legs, lowered his head, and wrapped his eyes tightly around her, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Ying sniffed, "How could you pull me away like this?"

Fu Yanlou held up her face and rubbed the ends of her eyes with his thumbs, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Ying took his hand away and said, "How can you cry? There are no tears."

"My eyes are wet."

There were clearly tears in his eyes, was that his imagination?

Wen Ying hugged his neck, "Are you asking questions knowingly? Why else can you tell me."

Fu Yanlou put his forehead against hers and said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

After all, the Huo family had also come to propose marriage, and they were still talking about marriage.

Wen Ying jumped off the table and walked out, but was stopped by Fu Yanlou at the door. The corners of his lips pursed into a straight line, "Yingying, can you tell me."

Wen Ying only paused for a short second, and his emotions were clearly revealed, "Seeing the two families sitting together and talking about our affairs, I finally have a sense of reality, the kind of reality that has a landing point."

Rather than that sense of emptiness and desolation.

Wen Ying's fingertips fell on his chest, where he could feel the frequency of his heartbeat. The clothes he wore today were the same ones he wore when he first came to Wen's house. At Wen Ying's first glance, he was cold and mysterious, and his black attire always made him look dull. It turned out that he was all suppressed.

Wen Ying's eyes were still moist, and her peach blossom eyes were even more charming, "Fu Yanlou, I am going to marry you. It is a happy thing."

Fu Yanlou took her into his arms and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Wen Ying stood face to face with him. In contrast to his beautiful waistline, she looked like a small waist. With a twist, she was full of charm and said, "I'm happy, I'm really happy."

Fu Yanlou could control her waist with one hand, lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose.

Wen Ying raised her chin, not wanting to make it too obvious.

Fu Yanlou didn't know whether he understood or not, so he grabbed her head and pressed her into his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood. How could he be willing to let go of such a good Yingying? He would never let her go in this life.

Wen Ying pursed her lips, feeling a little disappointed, "Should we go out?"

Fu Yanlou lifted her chin and kissed her lips. The beauty finally lay in his arms and panted softly, her bright eyes seeming to be silently inviting him to do it again.

Feeling the hands around her waist gradually tighten, which made her even a little uncomfortable, Wen Ying reminded softly, "We really should go out."

On this day, the three members of the Fu family had dinner at the Wen family before leaving.

Wen Ying made a video call with Fu Yanlou at night, lying on the bed, her calves dangling happily, "Fu Yanlou, I am really happy today."

From her current posture, Fu Yanlou could see the scenery under her collar. With the ups and downs of her breathing, the round cattails were full, like a peach.

Pinch it, it will become soft and water will come out.

As his thoughts deepened, Fu Yanlou's eyes were filled with an imperceptible dark color, and his breathing became erratic.

Restraint to cut off his thoughts, Fu Yanlou looked away as if nothing had happened. When he spoke, his voice was calm and calm, "Yingying, I will leave the port city tomorrow and return to Beijing."

Wen Ying was stunned, "Ah, are uncle and aunt going back to the capital too?"

"Yes, they will come to Hong Kong City again on the day we get engaged."

The date of their engagement was on the first day of the new year.

A very good day.

Now it was only half a month before the engagement party, and he had to return to Beijing to prepare.

Wen Ying lowered her eyelashes, "Oh."

Fu Yanlou's voice remained calm, "We will fly back to the capital tomorrow afternoon. My mother wants to have lunch with you. Are you free?"

Wen Ying nodded, "When you are free, you are free."

No matter how hard he tried to avoid it, his eyes would always sweep over that place inadvertently. That kind of temptation would drive people crazy, and Fu Yanlou couldn't calm down.

Those self-righteous determination were all defeated by Wen Ying.

"Yingying."

Wen Ying held her face in her hands, completely unaware of the change in the man's eyes, "Why are you calling me?"