Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 187 Marriage Consultation (4)
It seems that Ji Weiran has a natural destiny of being pampered, and few people later believe that she is Zimo's beloved woman.

Although they looked at Ji Weiran a little gloatingly because of the half-finished wedding, but they were more disdainful of themselves.

That's right, the most contemptuous daughters of wealthy families like them must be those third parties who they think are robbing people of their love.

Seeing Xu Wanqing's pale face, even the heavy blush did not make her look energetic, especially those eyes, which were lifeless, Chen Hantong felt heavy and uncomfortable.

With such a person by my side, no matter how good my mood is, it will be ruined five or six points.

Chen Hantong pursed his lips, his desire to continue shopping disappeared in an instant, he turned his face and said to Xu Wanqing politely, "Then you should go back and rest quickly, you didn't tell me about your discomfort, it hurts me And pulled you out to suffer."

What he said seemed to be blaming himself, but if he listened carefully, he was blaming her.

Xu Wanqing's expression froze, and anger rose again in her heart, but she still had a grateful expression on her face, "Hantong, you are so kind, I let you down. By the way, didn't you say goodbye last time?" I'm going to hold a wedding with Xu Shao in two months, so I'm here to congratulate you first."

Hearing what she said, Chen Hantong lowered his head shyly.Too much time has also worn away her youthful and ignorant persistence. After seeing the scenes of Li Wei pampering Li Qianying everywhere, her heart began to gradually shake.

During the few days when she went to Tokyo with them, she shared a room with Xu Yihang, and she developed a lot of affection for this handsome fiancé, but now she is really looking forward to the wedding two months later.

The wedding was supposed to be in half a month, but Xu Yihang said that the company had a lot to do at the beginning of the year, so he postponed it for a while.However, that doesn't matter.

Seeing her appearance, Xu Wanqing laughed lightly, and Chen Hantong felt a little joking in her ears, and she couldn't help saying angrily: "Talk about me, don't you have a good relationship with Young Master Su of the Su family? He used to I have never brought a female companion to that kind of banquet, and I will take you there this year, doesn't it mean that the relationship between the two of you is also in full swing?"

There was no shyness as expected, but seeing Xu Wanqing's face suddenly turned pale, Chen Hantong was startled, his eyebrows raised slightly, wondering what was wrong with his words, but he could make her show such an expression.

Conquering the bitterness and resentment in her heart, Xu Wanqing smiled shyly, and no longer entangled in this topic.After saying goodbye to Chen Hantong, he left alone.

It's true that which pot does not mention that pot, and no one can see her well, but if she is having a hard time, no one else can think about it!

The intimate scene of the handsome man and woman on the elevator just now flashed through his mind again. The bright red nails couldn't help digging into the palm of his hand, leaving a series of half-moon marks.The high-heeled shoes stepped on the bright tiles, making a piercing sound. From this sound, one could hear the owner's mood.

Irritability, resentment, all in all pretty bad.

For a few days, the Song and Ji families got closer to each other.Either Song Qinghui and Wu Juanqing went to Bailu Garden, or Jimu Lin and Chen Siqi went to Song's house.Fortunately, the two families are close to each other, and after running back and forth dozens of times, the four of them feel that their bodies have become much more comfortable and tough these days.

Although Song Guozhong has never been to Ji Zhai again, every time Jimulin and his wife come, he always appears at the top with great energy.

All of this is naturally for Song Chenyi's marriage to Weiran.

The Lantern Festival, which is celebrated by the whole country, has passed, and the atmosphere of the Spring Festival has gradually dissipated in this quiet city, replaced by normal and busy life.

"Yo, brother, you are finally willing to come back."

Song Chenyang looked at Song Chenyi who came in through the door, dressed in dust and dust, and was still carrying the luggage bag he brought from home last time, and couldn't help but joked, "Isn't he being driven back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Jieli patted him lovingly, "Nonsense, someone talked to your brother like that." But she turned her head again, looked at Song Chenyi and said with a smile, "Why didn't you say anything when you came back? Fortunately, the housekeeper hasn't prepared dinner yet."

"Xiaoyang, Second Aunt." Song Chenyi put the luggage bag in his hand on the floor, then walked to the sofa and sat down tiredly, sinking his whole body into the sofa.

He went to Ji's residence just after work and brought his luggage back.Seeing that he can only sleep peacefully in the guest room these few days, there is no way, this is all under the control of his father-in-law and mother-in-law.Originally, he wanted to sneak into Weiran's room after they were asleep, but he didn't expect that little woman to be sincere and locked the door early.

Of course, after the first rejection, he smuggled messages to his woman the next day.

But that bad girl, who promised to be good verbally, locked the door silently at night.As a result, he hasn't been able to sleep well for the past few days, and he is completely in dire straits.In the end, he was persuaded by his mother-in-law to come back, saying that he didn't have a good rest in the quarter mansion...

How can I rest well? Once the Wannian monk opened meat, it would really be like a surging volcano, erupting endlessly, overflowing with enthusiasm, how to stop it?

All in all, the most hateful thing is that cruel little woman!

Why does he miss her so much, but she won't ask him?Is there such a big difference between men and women?Doesn't it mean that women also have that...need...

Seeing how the man who had always been like a god suddenly became sullen, Song Chenyang walked over and put his big hand on his forehead, and before he could feel any warmth, another big hand took a picture of him.

"What are you doing, your brother is very good!"

Well...the thick dark circles under the eyelids can't see any connection with the word 'good' at all.

He Jieli was watching the conversation between the two brothers with a smile. When the door opened behind her, Wu Juanqing walked out of the room slowly with gold-rimmed eyes and a small notebook in her hand. Her eyes were serious. Staring at the booklet in her hand, Song Qinghui was naturally following her.

"Dad, mom."

Recently, this pair of names has been yelled a lot in Ji's house. Song Chenyi is now very proficient in facing these greetings, and when he says them, he is no longer faint, but has a hint of intimacy. These are also influenced by Ji's family. What that did to the siblings.

Song Chenyi didn't even see the figure of the head of the family when he came in, so he couldn't help asking, "Where's grandpa?"

"Grandpa and Qibo went to Xidi Park to participate in a chess competition, so we haven't had dinner so late, and the driver followed them." It was Song Chenyang's voice that answered him.

(End of this chapter)