I got married today

Chapter 184 We still don't want to get married

Chapter 184 We still don't want to get married

It's spring in England, the non-stinging sun warms people's faces, and occasionally a cool breeze blows, bringing the fresh breath of vegetation, which makes people feel happy involuntarily.

But Han Xiaoye was not happy at all.

In the blink of an eye, it had been almost three days since she and Fu Zhiyan had been abroad, and since he said they were getting married on the plane, there had been no movement.

Two days ago, she was able to convince herself that Fu Zhiyan was secretly surprising her, but now...

Bored, she put her head on the sofa and tightened the pillow in her arms.In the study, a man's voice could be heard faintly.She speaks fluent English so fast that she can only understand a few words, and occasionally there are voices of other people discussing, nothing more than work.

Han Xiaoye ravaged the pillow, his eyes darkened.God knows that when she saw a group of foreigners in suits and leather shoes in the study who came to talk about work with documents, her originally excited mood suddenly cooled down, as if someone had poured cold water on her head, and her heart was so cold. of.

This kind of coolness is still cold, and the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys of the cold are throbbing.

She felt that Fu Zhiyan had regretted it.

Otherwise, she hinted many times in the past three days, and he wouldn't act as if he didn't understand every time.He pretended not to understand, she couldn't just grab him by the collar and say something like 'little uncle, didn't you say you were going to get married? Why is there no movement' or something like that.

It's not bad that she is thick-skinned, but she is not really shameless.

Fu Zhiyan doesn't care...

Don't care so obviously.

Not caring often means that you don't like it that much.

Han Xiaoye's heart was suffocated, and he was inexplicably agitated.She threw the pillow in her arms towards the study as if venting!
The pillow flew halfway, hit the wall, bounced back a little, and fell to the ground.

"You liar, bastard."

Han Xiaoye felt extremely uncomfortable, and suddenly lay down on the sofa, facing the direction of the study with his buttocks.

If you don't like it that much, you don't like it that much, and if you don't get married, you don't get married, who cares!

However, within 5 minutes, the sulking man sat up again irritatedly.Rubbing her short hair vigorously with both hands, she rubbed her pretty short hair like a chicken coop.

She is rare!
She is really rare!
Rare!
Rarely, he thought about being shameless several times, anyway, it wasn't the first time he took the initiative.

But she couldn't really be so shameless.

There is no way not to be rare, and there is no way to be shameless.Han Xiaoye felt terribly uncomfortable, as if a big stone was pressing on his heart, and it became difficult to breathe.She sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, then sat up suddenly, put on her shoes, and went out.

Spring in England is sunny and the birds are singing.Unlike the smog in China, the sky here is blue and white, and the air is fresh.

It was noon, and there were a lot of people out shopping.

Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth and exchanged the money in the passbook into British pounds at the International Bank. With a wad of money in his pocket, he entered the most stylishly decorated shop across the street...

……

It was almost twelve o'clock when the study door opened.

The leading British man stretched out his hand and shook the proud man's hand politely, "Happy. Cooperation."

"Happy. Cooperation." Standard Oxford accent, especially nice.

After seeing off a few people, Fu Zhiyan turned back and found that there was someone missing in the house at a glance, as well as the pillow that was left alone on the ground.

He frowned, bent down and picked up the pillow on the ground.

The little rascal lost his temper?
His phoenix eyes flashed deep, and he just put the pillow back on the sofa, and was about to go out to find someone.and the door opened—

"Where have you been?"

"Uncle..."

Miss Han walked in from the outside, unexpectedly bumping into an elegant man.She kicked the hand in the pocket and clenched the things in the pocket, as if to cheer herself up.Taking a few deep breaths, he walked over.He grabbed the man's right hand and put something on him rudely.

Fu Zhiyan felt a slight coolness on his middle finger, and when he looked down, he realized that there was an extra ring on his hand.

"Little uncle, let's not get married." The short-haired girl lowered her head and said abruptly.

"En?" Fu Zhiyan's phoenix eyes turned cold.Not married?What nonsense is she talking about?
Han Xiaoye took a deep breath, and said with difficulty the words stuck in his throat, "Although we will not get married for the time being, at least you have to wear a ring. And not getting married doesn't mean you are not my boyfriend anymore, anyway, Anyway, sooner or later we are going to get married." She said the last sentence in a very low voice, as if she was speaking to herself.The man's haughty phoenix eyes shrank.

She pursed her lips stubbornly, and tried to pull out a smile, "This ring is a custom-made ring I chose. Although it is not a limited edition, it will definitely be fine to wear."

Famous brand rings are so expensive!
The savings she had saved for several years had almost been spent.Originally, she wanted to buy him a limited edition model worthy of his status, but her little savings went to DV's house, which was barely enough to buy a customized model.

Although she can't get married, at least she has to put a mark on him.

She can't be shameless, but she can't be rare, this is the way she thought of to get the best of both worlds.

Fu Zhiyan looked at the man who hadn't raised his head to look at him from the beginning to the end, and for some reason, suddenly felt a little distressed.

He clenched his fists forbearance, lowered his eyes, "You don't want to get married?"

fart!She's thinking about it!I can't wait to transfer my account to his notebook immediately!But he made it clear that he regretted it, so she can't really be shameless, can she?She also wants face and dignity.Even if he has no temper and doesn't care about him, at least he can't let him say he won't get married, right?At that time, will she lose her temper or not?Is a temper tantrum a breakup or not?

Han Xiaoye's egg hurts from thinking about it, but she really has no face to say these words.It's too bad!

Even though the villain deep in her heart was screaming frantically, she still stiffened her neck and squeezed out two words between her teeth, "I don't want to!"

It's weird, it's weird, it's weird!
The villain in his heart jumped to retort.

As soon as Han Xiaoye touched his lips, he said, "What's so good about being married? Marriage is the tomb of love. I'm only 19 and I'll be buried in the grave. It's not worth it. What if..."

Feeling that the temperature in the room had dropped suddenly, she went there unexpectedly.

"What if?" Cold, biting.

Sometimes, he really wanted to strangle her to death!
"..." Han Xiaoye stubbornly stopped talking and remained silent.But I feel uncomfortable and wronged in my heart. The emotions I have been suppressing for the past three days are about to reach a critical point.

Obviously he didn't like it, she had already built the steps by herself, and he didn't let them down.

(End of this chapter)

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