Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

"Grandpa, it's our fault..." Yang Jingyi tugged on Mr. Yang's sleeve in aggrieved manner, tears flashed in her eyes.

Looking at Yang Jingyi's teary-eyed expression, Mr. Yang only thought that she was trying to calm things down, which made him even more annoyed.

"Old Yang, that's why you rushed over at night?" Huo Zhiyue pursed her lips, with an ugly expression on her face.

Especially the look in Yang Jingyi's eyes was a little more profound.

Huo Zhiyue didn't really like Yang Jingyi as her son's fiancée.

She always felt that this girl was not as sincere as she appeared on the surface.

For Yihan's wife in the future, she doesn't ask for a good relationship, but only asks that person to treat her son sincerely, care about him, love him, so that he can forget the bad memories of childhood.

It was just to refute the rumors at the time, and to reassure my father. It happened that she was willing, and she lived in a large courtyard. She knew the basics more or less. Seeing that the rest of the family agreed, she didn't object.

And in the past two years, she really cared about Yihan, which made her somewhat relieved.

But she didn't want to, so she was relieved and something happened.

Yang Jingyi noticed Huo Zhiyue's slightly displeased eyes, pursed her lips, and pulled Mr. Yang's hand even harder, her expression became more aggrieved, and her tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Grandpa, everything is wrong with us first. Miss Chu is Rong Qianlong's new younger sister, and it's very common to have dinner with them."

The more Yang Jingyi endured humiliation, the more Mr. Yang was unwilling to let it go.

Although the Yang family is not as good as his Mu family, they are big and successful, but they are still famous figures in Jincheng.

It turned out that Miss Chu was the granddaughter of the Rong family who said that the calligraphy and painting his granddaughter gave Xu Hong were fake.

She's just a woman who loves vanity and can't get on the stage.

"So that's how it is!" Old Man Yang sighed deeply, and his eyes towards Mu Yihan also became clear.

"Since it is so, old man, I have nothing to say. But—"

They are the ones who want to ask the teacher to blame, and now they are the ones who say it’s okay. Just now, the posture of swearing that they will not give up without giving an explanation, the gesture of being reasonable and not forgiving, now that they know that their family is wrong, I can’t think about it first. Of.

Although Huo Zhiyue was dissatisfied, she didn't say anything, but her expression was not very good-looking.

"What else is there for Mr. Yang?" Mu Jianjun asked Mu Yihan, casting a glance at him.

"Actually, I wanted to come over to talk to you a few days ago, but I didn't have time. I came here today, so I just talked."

"These two children have been engaged for more than two years. Shouldn't it be time for the children's marriage?"

Hearing this, Mu Yihan raised his brows lightly, then curled his lips and cast a playful glance at Yang Jingyi.

It turned out that I came here today not to ask questions, but to force a marriage.

If this matter was mentioned at the beginning just now, Huo Zhiyue might not have hesitated, but this time she does not want her son to get married so early.

"What does Elder Yang mean?" Mu Jianjun was about to speak, but Huo Zhiyue pinched his waist behind him and stopped him, and then he listened to Huo Zhiyue's question in pretending confusion.

"I also discussed it with Jingyi's parents. This time I came here to discuss it with you, and set a time frame to handle this important matter."

"Grandpa..." Yang Jingyi didn't seem to know that Grandpa would bring up this matter, her face blushed immediately, and she tugged on Mr. Yang, very shy.

Seeing his granddaughter's shy appearance, Mr. Yang laughed out loud, "Haha... why are you so shy, kid?"

"Back then, this child Yihan sympathized with you and gave you two years to work hard on your career. Now that you have come back, you should also sympathize with him, marry early and give him a big fat boy."

When mentioning the child, Yang Jingyi subconsciously glanced at Huo Zhiyue, a flash of pain flashed in her eyes, and she quickly retracted it, smiling brightly, "Grandpa, it's not bad for me and Yihan to be like this now."