Yan Huan looked up and saw Wen Yi standing at the door.

A white skirt dragged the ground, long hair spread down, pale and weak, a look of recovering from a serious illness.

I don't know if it's a physiological reaction. As soon as Yan Huan saw her, he felt a faint pain in the back of his brain.

The car stopped at the door.

She got off with Li mingjue. Wen Yi, who was supposed to meet her, suddenly stopped when she saw her.

"Ming Jue..."

Li mingjue frowned, "didn't I say to see you tomorrow?"

"Sorry, I really can't wait until tomorrow."

Li mingjue said faintly, "come upstairs with me."

Wen Yi's pale little face finally had a smile and went into the villa with Li mingjue.

Yan Huan followed behind them, and his steps gradually slowed down.

In other words, Li mingjue would stop to wait for himself, but today, he not only didn't stop, but accelerated his steps back upstairs.

Watching their backs disappear, Yan Huan felt astringent.

While cleaning the main hall, she looked at Li mingjue's room from time to time.

Wen Yi has been in for an hour, but she hasn't come out.

She could not help clutching the rag in her hand, and the picture of Li mingjue embracing Wen Yi came to her mind

But it's normal for unmarried couples to sleep together in advance?

What does it have to do with her?

Yan Huan shook his head violently and threw away the picture in his head, but he couldn't get rid of the sour in his heart.

"Miss Yan."

The gentle female voice sounded from behind. Yan Huan's fingertips trembled and turned back to Wen Yi's smiling face.

She subconsciously looked at Wen Yi's collar and saw that there were no wrinkles, and a lot of astringency in her heart dispersed.

"Miss Wen has something to do with me?"

"I want to apologize to you again for what happened last time."

Wen Yi always smiles, just like before.

Yan Huan confirmed that she was not pretending to smile and nodded: "I was wrong about the last time..."

Wen Yi suddenly stretched out her hand. "In fact, Miss Yan is similar to my age. Maybe we can become good friends."

Yan Huan looked at the slender hand in front of him and didn't shake it back.

"I'm just a maid. I can't be Miss Wen's friend."

"Oh? That's a pity."

Wen Yi smiled and said, "I was going to invite you to my wedding with mingjue."

Yan Huan was stunned when he heard the speech, "wedding?"

"Yes." Wenyi smiled, "mingjue and I are going to get married on the 1st of next month."

Boom——

Yan Huan's brain exploded.

He... Is getting married?

"In fact, mingjue and I should have married five years ago, but it was delayed for five years because Uncle Li suddenly passed away that year and it was difficult to hold the wedding immediately."

Yan Huan's heart trembled.

It turned out that he left without saying goodbye five years ago because his father died?

"Miss Yan, will you bless us?"

Yan Huan raised his heavy head, looked at the happy Wen Yi on his face, and said in a dumb voice, "of course."

"That's good. I'm also worried that you're blaming me for last time."

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment."

Wen Yi's voice gradually pulled away. Yan Huan stared at the vase on the table and was full of news that he was going to get married.

"By the way, after the wedding next month, I will move in. At that time, I hope we can get along well."

Yan Huan instantly recalled, "are you moving in?"

"Yes."

Yan Huan immediately responded, "sorry, I didn't respond. Since you are husband and wife, of course you have to live together."

Wen Yi then resumed her smile. "Yes, I can't wait to live in. Well, I won't tell you more. I have to try on my wedding dress today."

Yan Huan felt that she could hardly breathe.

When she saw Wen Yi to the door, Wen Yi suddenly stood still.

"By the way, you look beautiful today."

As soon as Yan Huan wanted to thank Wen Yi, he heard Wen Yi say, "but I'm a little confused with mingjue. I hope you'll pay more attention next time."

Yan Huan turned white and Wen Yi smiled quickly.

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm nothing, but it's bad to be seen gossiping."

Yan Huan immediately felt a sense of shame. She wished she could take off her shirt now.

Wen Yi glanced up and down at her, and a satisfied smile arose from the corners of her mouth.

"Then I'll go first. Bye, Miss Yan."

Watching Wen Yi leave, Yan Huan's heart gradually sinks

After Wen Yi left for a long time, Yan Huan was able to recover.

She moved her feet to continue her work, but there was a numbness on her feet.

She didn't stand firm under her feet, facing the earth and fell down hard.

The pain from her chest curled her up.

She was clinging to the cold marble floor, and Wen Yi's words echoed in her ears.

"Ming Jue and I will get married next month..."

She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the pain from the pit of her heart.

"Hum -" a vibration interrupted her.

Yan Huan struggled to sit up, took out his mobile phone, saw the remarks on the screen, and there was brilliance in his eyes.

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