The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

Chapter 231 Chapter 232: Mrs. Yan's Dowry (1 more)
Song Jiu's words came out of feeling, but also casually.

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Ye Qingxin listened, and the position of her chest moved slightly, as if there was an idea in her heart that was about to break out of the ground.

When she asked Jing Boyuan why he was exempt from gift money, Jing Boyuan didn't answer directly.

Hearing what Song Jiu said, she seemed to understand a little bit.

Jing Boyuan is a businessman, and what a businessman is best at is to use all available resources to create the greatest value at the lowest cost.

Although the matter of receiving gifts at a wedding cannot be confused with business affairs, it is obviously not something that a profiteer like Jing Boyuan would do without taking advantage of the benefits at his fingertips.

For him to give up this benefit, there must be a greater benefit than this that prompted him to do so.

Could it be Song Jiu who said it, to save her face?
There is one fact that cannot be denied, the guests who came to Ye Qingxin's wedding cannot compare with the guests who came to Jing Boyuan's wedding, and the difference in the amount of money between the two groups of people will be too big. I will definitely chew my tongue.

If there is no gift money like this, there will be no harm if there is no comparison.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingxin's chest, which originally felt very full, became more and more full.

In Jing Boyuan's view, taking care of her face is more important than profit, isn't it?
"Xinxin? What are you thinking? I'm talking to you." Seeing that Ye Qingxin was in a daze, Song Jiu reached out and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

Ye Qingxin sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a pink pillow in her arms, and looked back at Song Jiu, "What's wrong?"

"I said whether to go to the bar to have the last bachelor party tonight. After tomorrow, you will be a married woman, and you will not be able to play around." Song Jiu was in high spirits.

"No." Before Ye Qingxin refused, Dou Weier said: "I have a child in my heart, so I can't go to that kind of place."

Hearing this, Song Jiu slapped his forehead, "Forget about it." After a moment of silence, she said, "How about we go shopping in the afternoon? Stay in the hotel, I'll be bored..."

She is a restless temper.

Song Jiu's gaze landed on Ye Qingxin's undisturbed stomach, "Can you do it? If you can't, it's okay, I don't have to go out."

Ye Qingxin thought for a while and said, "It's the first time for uncle and aunt to come to the capital, so I'll take them out for a stroll in the afternoon."

Song Jiu was overjoyed, "Okay, okay."

Dou Wei'er was lying on the back of the sofa, holding a mobile phone in her hand, not knowing what she was looking at.

At eleven o'clock, the group had lunch in the dining area of ​​the hotel.

After lunch, Ye Qingxin called Master Lu. Less than 10 minutes later, Master Lu drove over in a black Volvo. It was not a luxury car, but it had more seats.

Ye Qingxin has never seen Jing Boyuan own this car, presumably it was specially prepared for their group to go out, she smiled, the corners of her eyes and brows were tinged with sweetness because of the man's thoughtfulness.

The car drove to the large shopping mall near the hotel.

After shopping around, Ye Qingxin helped Mother Song and Father Song buy a new set of clothes from head to toe.

The two elders came to the capital for the first time, so they couldn't let them go back empty-handed.

After shopping for clothes, Ye Qingxin asked Master Lu to drive to the city center, and took the two elders to see the landmark building in Beijing, Tiananmen Square.

Song's father and Song's mother had only watched it on TV before, but now they are standing in the square, looking up at the city tower, with the portrait of Mao Zedong hanging high and the red flag flying, they feel a sense of admiration and emotion, and the two elders feel sour bridge of the nose.

Ye Qingxin originally wanted to take them to the temple fair, but Dou Weier was worried about her health, so she asked Master Lu to take her back to the hotel to rest, and then took a taxi to take Song Jiu's family to the temple fair.

Ye Qingxin was indeed a little tired, so she didn't insist, and took Ye Qingguo back to the hotel by car.

When the black Volvo stopped at the hotel gate, it was almost four o'clock and the sun was setting.

She got out of the car and walked to the entrance of the hotel. She stopped and looked back. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She had the illusion that someone was staring at her. The feeling was very familiar and reminded her of the last time She was pregnant and had a similar feeling before she was pushed downstairs by Yu Qingyou to have a miscarriage.

There was nothing unusual behind him.

Ye Qingxin stood at the door for a few seconds, leaned closer to Ye Qingguo, and took his arm into the hotel.

Back in the room, Ye Qingxin's tense nerves were relaxed, Aunt Chi made a cup of honey grapefruit tea and brought it up, Ye Qingxin took it and drank it, dazed.

After an unknown amount of time, the landline in the room suddenly rang.

Aunt Chi went to pick it up, and after listening to what was said inside, she turned her head and said to Ye Qingxin, "Ma'am, the front desk called, saying that Mrs. Yan is here to see you."

Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, and said, "I'm going down now."

Putting down the cup, got up and walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, she turned around and called Ye Qingguo, "Xiaoguo, go downstairs with my sister to meet Grandma Yan."

Ye Qingguo was watching cartoons, not very happy.

"Sister will reward you with two pieces of chocolate." Ye Qingxin resorted to her trump card.

Ye Qingguo's big eyes lit up, he got up and ran over, took the initiative to put his arms up for Ye Qingxin, and said in a clear voice: "Let's go, sister."

Ye Qingxin looked at his small appearance who was bought by two pieces of chocolate, and felt cute, but also a little sad.

She raised her hand to stroke his short, broken hair, smiled, and reached out to take his arm.

When she got downstairs, Ye Qingxin was dumbfounded when she saw the scene in the hotel lobby.

Mrs. Yan followed Song Yuting, and behind them, more than a dozen people were holding or holding bright red objects, large and small.

Ye Qingxin vaguely understood what those were, so she gathered herself together, she let Ye Qinguo go, and took two steps forward to greet: "Grandma Yan."

Mrs. Yan smiled, her face was full of tenderness and kindness, she held Ye Qingxin's hand with both hands, and said, "Which room are you in? Let's go to your room and talk."

Ye Qingxin felt that the palms of the old man were a bit rough, full of traces left by the years.

A group of people went upstairs, and the originally empty living room was suddenly filled with festive red objects.

"Grandma Yan..." Ye Qingxin glanced at those objects, her eyes were slightly flushed, she understood the affection in these objects, even if the old man didn't tell her.

"Good boy." Mrs. Yan kept holding Ye Qingxin's hand, and she couldn't explain why, but when she thought of Ye Qingxin getting married, a strong sense of reluctance and melancholy surged in her heart.

It is very similar to the mood of marrying a daughter back then.

"I know that I will give you an expensive dowry, and you must decline it. These are not expensive. It is grandma's kindness, so don't refuse." Mrs. Yan raised her hand to pin the strand of hair that fell from Ye Qingxin's ear. Finally, he said: "When this girl gets married, the dowry doesn't have to be a lot, but it must be there. This is the rule passed down from the ancestors. If you don't have parents and family members to make these for you, you can treat grandma as your relative."

"Thank you, Grandma Yan." Ye Qingxin did not refuse the old man's kindness.

"When I saw you last year, you were still a child. In the blink of an eye, you were going to get married." Mrs. Yan looked at Ye Qingxin, as if she couldn't get enough of it, her cloudy eyes were full of joy and sadness.

"In the future, if Ah Yuan bullies you, you can tell grandma, grandma will vent your anger on you..."

Ye Qingxin smiled: "Okay."

In the evening, Mrs. Liu Yan had dinner at the hotel, Ye Qingxin sent her to the hotel entrance, watched her get into the car and left, and when the car disappeared into the limit of sight, Ye Qingxin turned around.

Ye Qingguo stood on the steps of the porch behind her, raised his head and stared straight ahead, his brows and eyes were quiet, his eyes were pure, and the golden light shone from the side, making his face half-bright and half-dark, his facial features distinct and transparent. Looking a bit heroic, the tips of her eyelashes were dyed a layer of gold, and in a daze, Ye Qingxin seemed to see another Ye Qingguo.

A normal 19-year-old sunny boy.

"Xiaoguo?" Ye Qingxin tilted her head slightly and called out.

Ye Qingguo withdrew his gaze, and while looking down, he stretched out his finger to the opposite side of the wide road, "Sister, there are many people playing there."

Opposite the hotel is a small square with a fountain. At this time, the fountain was not spraying water. There were a few teenage boys playing with the Sky Monkey there, and the sound of "bang bang bang" came one after another.

Ye Qingxin looked at Ye Qingguo's eyes showing the desire to join, and she didn't know what it was like. After a while, she smiled and said, "My sister is a little tired and wants to sleep. Let's go back, shall we?"

Ye Qingguo withdrew his hand pointing to the opposite side of the road, lowered his eyelashes, put his hands into the pockets of his down jacket, and said softly: "Okay."

There was disappointment in his voice.

As he spoke, he turned around and walked into the hotel lobby. After taking two steps, he stopped, raised his right elbow, and said to Ye Qingxin, "Sister's arm."

He was asking Ye Qingxin to hold his arm, but he didn't know what the movement of Ye Qingxin's arm passing through his arm was, and he couldn't express it clearly.

Ye Qingxin understood what he heard, stepped forward and took his arm, and said, "This action is called 'holding an arm', next time you can say 'holding my arm'..."

Ye Qingguo nodded, half understanding.

The two talked and walked towards the elevator.

Without noticing behind them, a woman in a black coat and sunglasses followed them into the hotel lobby.

The greetings of the hotel staff came one after another.

The woman in a black coat was wearing flat shoes, and she walked silently. She held a high-end dark gray handbag in front of her left hand, and stretched her right hand into the leather bag, as if she was trying to take out something, but she never took it out.

There is a three-meter-wide corridor from the hotel lobby to the elevator room. At this time, there are few hotel guests, and there is no one in the corridor.

Ye Qingxin and Ye Qingguo walked towards the entrance of the aisle. The woman in the black coat behind her quickened her pace, her eyes hidden behind the sunglasses were fixed on Ye Qingxin, and the hand that was in the bag was slowly withdrawn. flash.

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