Mr.Yi, you are my destiny

"Well, it's getting late... Aunt, we should go back and have to go to work tomorrow." Ruan Bingrong looked at the time and said to Yijing.

"OK, since you have to go to work tomorrow, go back early and let the driver take you back." after Fu Yijing said that, he called the driver to take them back.

Of course, before they leave, they will certainly ask them to bring some fruit back. At this time, there are many fruits: "take these back to eat."

"No, no, no... aunt, really no, we come here and eat and take. How embarrassed we are. No." Song Tingting quickly refused, and really didn't think we needed it.

"It's all right. It's a family. You're welcome... You can't finish eating so many fruits at home. You're welcome." Fu Yijing insisted on taking the fruits back to them.

"Take it back," Wen Zehao said to Ruan Bingrong.

"Er... It's not good." Song Tingting looked at Wen Zehao with some embarrassment when she heard Wen Zehao say so.

"Take it back, aunt said. We are a family. Don't mention it. You can buy it outside and eat it. If we have it at home, take it back and eat it first." at this time, Ruan bingyue also advised them to take it back.

"Yes, why are you so polite? Bring it back to pay for food." Fu Yijing said to them again.

"OK, then... Thank you, aunt." Ruan Bingrong took the fruit in Fu Yijing's hand and said with a smile.

"You're welcome." Fu Yijing said with a smile when she saw Ruan Bingrong pick up the bird's nest.

"Then let's go, aunt. You should have a rest earlier," Song Tingting said, looking at Fu Yijing with gratitude.

"You're welcome. Come and play often... If you're bored at home, you'll come to eat at home, you know? You're welcome, it's all a family." Fu Yijing said to song Tingting warmly again.

Song Tingting nodded, "OK, I will disturb you often."

"Look at the child. Why bother? Just come." Fu Yijing sent her outside with a laugh and a talk.

"Aunt, don't send it. Hurry in. It's cold outside." Song Tingting said considerately to deal with Yi Jing.

"Don't send them away. We got on the bus ourselves and said that the family should not be so polite." Ruan Bingrong said to them.

"OK, then we won't give it away. Go back quickly." Ruan bingyue looked at Ruan Bingrong and song Tingting.

"Yes."

So the two of them went back.

"Let's go upstairs to wash and sleep." Wen Zehao looked at Ruan bingyue and was tired.

"HMM. OK." Ruan bingyue nodded, turned to Fu Yijing and said, "aunt, we went upstairs. You should have a rest early."

"OK."

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When song Tingting and Ruan Bingrong were sitting in the car, song Tingting said to Ruan Bingrong with envy: "Your sister is so happy. The chief is so kind to her... My mother-in-law is so easy to get along with and so kind to her. I can feel that my mother-in-law really likes her. The one I like from the heart is treated sincerely, not the one I do well on the surface."

"My sister has something to envy. Am I bad to you? Aren't you happy? Although I don't have the money of my brother-in-law, but... Don't worry, I will treat you better than my brother-in-law to my sister... Moreover, my parents are easy to get along with. As long as they are the wives I bring back, they are sincere and won't do superficial Kung Fu. Don't worry. You won't be better than me My sister is poor. I will make you happier than my sister. "Ruan Bingrong was very moved to hear song Tingting.

Although I don't know what life will be like in the future, at least song Tingting is happy and incomparably happy now.

"Thank you, Ruan Bingrong. Thank you for making me so happy." Song Tingting felt the happiness of love, which Ruan Bingrong gave to song Tingting.

As Ruan Bingrong said, although he is not as rich as Wen Zehao, nor as handsome as him, nor as powerful as he is, he will do his best to make song Tingting happy.

In fact, as long as Ruan Bingrong has this heart and is good to song Tingting, it's enough for song Tingting.

"I also want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to treat you. Let me love you... Thank you." Ruan Bingrong hugged her and gently branded a affectionate kiss on her garden.

Song Tingting felt the special affection.

"Hey, hey... Do you think we'll get married in the future? Will we be happy?" Song Tingting wanted to talk about love. She didn't want to get married so far, but... Seeing Ruan bingyue and Wen Zehao getting engaged, she thought of them.

What will happen to them and what will happen to them?

Will they be engaged in the future?

Will it?

"Of course, we will get married... You wait for me. After I make some achievements, I will marry you. When I have a house and a car and have money, I will marry you into our Ruan family. Will you wait for me?" Ruan Bingrong said with a firm face.

"I don't need you to have a house, a car and money... Nor do I need you to marry me in style. As long as you are sincere to me... My requirements are not high." Song Tingting is a very realistic person: "Since I'm with you now, I don't care if you have money or how much money... I just care if you treat me well and if you can't afford me in the future."

"It's easy to marry me. You don't need a house, a car, money... You just need to marry me with your heart." Song Tingting really thinks so, as long as Ruan Bingrong is kind to her.

She married love, not money.

"Oh, little girl wants to marry me so much? Can't wait?" Ruan Bingrong teased song Tingting.

"Hate... I didn't mean that. I just wanted to remind you not to be so pressured. You don't need these to marry me." Song Tingting was embarrassed when Ruan Bingrong said so.

"Hum... You know how to bully me. I'm so kind for your sake, but... You think so of me. Is it your type that kindness is not rewarded?" Song Tingting was actually embarrassed by Ruan Bingrong.

"Well, well, I see what you mean. I know you think of me... It's really my blessing to have a wife like you. It must be the good fortune I have cultivated in the past three generations in exchange for a wife like you." Ruan Bingrong hugged song Tingting and boasted.

"Hum... Just know." Song Tingting said discontentedly, boasted by Ruan Bingrong.