Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 939

The old man seemed to see Yun Zhuohua's doubts, and he smiled indifferently.

"Do you know Du Yan's name?"

"Draw Holy Duyan!"

After seeing Yun Zhuohua's painting, Cang Yu once asked him if he knew this person.

"You are Du Yan!" Yun Zhuohua frowned.

She looked at Du Yan and nodded, thinking, no wonder Cangyu would ask about this person when she saw her paintings.

It turned out that he was actually Su Wuchen's master, her master.

Seeing that Du Yan and Zhuang Xinyang are so close, and Cang Yu invited them here, this identity cannot be faked.

"Master." Yun Zhuohua saluted Du Yan.

Du Yan stood there, accepting it as it should be, and then raised his hand to make Yun Zhuohua look like a fool.

"Today, although I was invited by Cangyu to be a witness, I came as a member of my natal family."

"If you don't want to marry her, with Master here, you will definitely not be wronged."

Du Yan turned his face away, and he was already standing on the united front with Yun Zhuohua, opposite Cangyu.

"Master is really kind."

"Mr. Du..." Cangyu said dumbfounded, "You said you supported me."

"But that's because you said that you two have the same mind, that's just one step away. Of course I have no objection."

"But now, I naturally respect Zhuohua's meaning."

"Who made her my grandson?"

Du Yan is also a person who protects his weaknesses. At this time, he naturally made a judgment on what is more important in his heart.

Cangyu has the cognition of lifting a stone and smashing her hand.

"What are you talking about about young people?"

Zhuang Xinyang immediately pulled Du Yan aside, scolding him.

At this moment, the matchmaker finally regained her strength, she looked at Cangyu, then at Yun Zhuohua, and finally saw two handsome men standing beside her.

The matchmaker didn't know what to say next, what a good marriage in itself.

how...

Evil fate!
The matchmaker didn't want the happy money anymore, she took out the money from her cuff, offered it with both hands, and bowed to Cang Yu.

"It's really wrong for the young master to tease the old man like this."

"This happy event, I can't match it up, this happy money, give it back to the young master."

The matchmaker stretched the thing in front of Cangyu, and Cangyu glanced at Yun Zhuohua awkwardly, but saw Yun Zhuohua raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"Today I have trouble with my mother-in-law. This money is what my mother-in-law deserves. I hope my mother-in-law will not dislike her."

Reluctantly, he pushed the money over again, raised his voice and summoned the figure hiding in the dark, and sent the matchmaker off the boat.

"You got your wish?" Cang Yu looked at Yun Zhuohua helplessly.

He didn't want Yun Zhuohua to be with him so vaguely, even though they had a marriage contract between their fingertips.

But after all, he didn't give Yun Zhuohua a proper title.

Even if she is the queen of Nanwu, she is only a woman.

Just because she's strong doesn't mean she doesn't need all of this.

Yun Zhuohua is his Ren Cangyu's woman, she needs to be pampered and cared for with all his heart, she deserves everything he can give.

Yun Zhuohua is so smart, so he naturally understands Cangyu's thoughts.

"Since it's a marriage proposal, it's up to me whether to agree or not. Are you embarrassed now?" Yun Zhuohua poked his head and carefully looked at Cang Yu's face.

It's a lie to say you're not sad.

Marriage is a trifling matter.

Yun Zhuohua is definitely not like what she said, she will only give up after three thousand in the harem.

(End of this chapter)