My dear President, Please make a detour

Because my father was by my side, I didn't dare to be too perfunctory.

Song's mother smiled and took her to the back.

In the backyard, a handsome young man was cutting flowers there.

Seeing them coming, the young man came over with a smile.

"Mom, is this Miss Wen?" the young man's tone was very gentle.

Song's mother nodded, smiled and said, "your father is still in front. I'll go first. You two young people will talk behind here."

With that, song's mother directly left them here and left by herself.

As soon as song's mother left, the smile on her gentle face faded.

The young man observed her subtle reaction and raised his eyebrow.

"My name is song Jingyi. Nice to meet you."

Wen Ya was stunned, looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, pursed his lower lip, and then shook it politely.

"I'm gentle." gentle said faintly.

Song Jingyi smiled: "you don't seem to like me very much?"

"No," Wenya denied without even thinking about it.

I'm kidding. How embarrassing would it be if I really said I didn't like him?

"I don't know if you like it or not? I heard you were coming early this morning. So I came to cut the flowers and wanted to give them to you." Song Jingyi handed them to her.

Seeing this bunch of flowers in front of me, I was in a gentle trance.

Before Yin Ming... I cut flowers myself and wanted to give them to her.

"Thank you." after a moment of hesitation, Wenya picked up the flowers.

"It's tiring to stand here all the time. Why don't you go there?" Song Jingyi asked with a smile, pointing to the pavilion not far away.

Gentle nodded and followed him to the pavilion.

After sitting down, song Jingyi made tea for her, showing her temperament.

Wenya was led by him to talk about the conversation, and the atmosphere between the two people was much better.

"Have you ever been to siseidon?" with surprise in a gentle tone: "I've always wanted to go to that place, but there's always no chance."

Song Jingyi smiled and talked to her in more detail about the local conditions and customs there and some interesting things in the journey.

Gentle and gentle, she laughed.

At the end of the conversation, Wen came and interrupted them.

"It seems that you are still getting along very happily." Wen he joked with a smile: "did I come by chance? Do you want to avoid it?"

Wen Ya blushed and scolded, "brother, what are you talking about?"

Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Wen continued, "Yo, is Ya Ya still shy?"

"Brother!" she said gently.

Wen he smiled and finally stopped teasing her: "well, I won't tease you."

"Do you two want to sit in front?" Wen he asked, "I just heard that they have been discussing your affairs. It's estimated that the discussion will be over soon."

Gentle eyes darkened. Her parents were discussing something. She knew better than anyone else.

Now from the chat just now, Wenya has a good impression of the son of song.

However, there was no interest at all.

Song Jingyi still had a gentle smile on his face, and he could not see what kind of attitude he had towards the marriage arranged by his parents.

"Let's go, you two are always tired of here... Cough." Wen was quietly stared at before he finished.

The three walked to the front together. At home, their parents seemed to have a good chat and laughed from time to time.

Seeing them coming, father Wen smiled and said, "young master Ling, this is really a talent. I look much more handsome than in the picture."

Song's father also boasted: "your daughter is pure and beautiful, refined and elegant."

They boasted about each other's business, and their gentle faces became hot when they were listening.

When song's mother saw that they were still standing there, she came back and called them to her side.

"Come and sit down." Song's mother also specially pointed out the position beside her to Wenya: "Yaya, come and sit with your aunt."

Wen Ya glanced at his parents before he walked over and sat down.

In fact, song's mother also observed her for a long time. She was very satisfied to see that she had always been so warm and soft, and her temperament was outstanding.

"Ya Ya, you don't know. I've always wanted a daughter-in-law." Song's mother pointed out, "if I can have a daughter-in-law like you, I must be very happy."

Gentle smell speech, face stiff for a moment, but immediately returned to nature.

"Jingyi is so excellent. What kind of girl do you want? I don't think aunt has to worry about her daughter-in-law at all." she said gently.

Song's mother smiled: "although girls are easy to find, those who know their roots are better."

Wen Ya pursed his lips, but before she spoke, Wen Fu opened his mouth first.

"I have the same idea as you." father Wen said, "I've been choosing a partner for my daughter recently. After a round of selection, I feel more and more that I still have to find someone familiar."

"If we get married like this, our two families will have more contacts. How lively these days are." father Wen's eyes narrowed with laughter.

What the parents said was implicit and straightforward.

Gentle eyes drooped and didn't talk again.

Not long ago, sure enough, they directly entered the whole.

"You should have heard what we said just now."

Song's father, with a solemn face, took the lead in opening his mouth: "our two families mean to be in laws in the future."

"Jingyi, what do you think?" Song's father turned his head and looked at Song Jingyi.

Song Jingyi has been quietly watching Wenya since just now.

He can clearly perceive that the real attitude of gentleness towards the marriage arranged by his parents is exclusive.

But... Since exclusion, why come?

Song Jingyi didn't understand this, so he didn't think about it any more.

"I think Miss Wen is very good." Song Jingyi said this, and the elders present were really happy one by one.

But before I was happy for a few seconds, I heard song Jingyi say, "just now I wanted to ask, would miss Wen like to be my sister? There has never been a girl in our family, so I've wanted a sister for a long time."

"Jing Yi!" father song listened to him and his face was a little gloomy.

Song's mother was also a little worried and hurried to remedy: "if you really like Miss Wen so much, it's not this way to recognize her as a sister."

"You can still marry back and be a wife." Song's mother forbeared and didn't say.

Song Jingyi said with a smile, "Miss Wen and I hit it off very well. I feel that we are really like brothers and sisters."

With that, song Jingyi also looked at Wenya and asked with a smile, "what do you say, Miss Wen?"

"I also feel that you make me feel like my brother," said Wen Ya with a smile.

Great. I thought the marriage was a foregone conclusion. Unexpectedly, song Jingyi said these words!

Gently and carefully press to endure their joy, and try to make their expression look indifferent.