The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"My son and your daughter are engaged. I don't know if you have heard?" Qiu Yan looked at Feng Sui and was relieved.

"Yes." Feng Sui nodded without saying much.

"Will you save me because we are in laws?" Qiu Yan added with a smile.

Feng Sui slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and said softly, "you can understand so."

The little girl's temperament is not the same as her mother's? If she knew she would die, would she dislike this father?

However, before that, Feng Sui really didn't consider this problem.

Qiu Yan smiled more happily. Perhaps it was because Mr. Feng was willing to joke with her.

"Then I really have to thank my daughter-in-law." but the premise is that she is willing to admit the mother's existence.

Qiu Yan looked at the sea in front of him and didn't speak again.

Without a watch, even the phone was taken away before going to the island. Qiu Yan didn't know when it was now.

As time goes by, the night gets deeper and deeper.

I don't know how long later, Qiu Yan grabbed his coat, leaned on the hard back and closed his eyes.

She didn't sleep for almost two days and a night, and she really couldn't make it.

……

Gu Beicheng and Feng Yinian took a flight on the way to Yaocheng. It was more than 11 o'clock at night.

After receiving the news of their return, no matter what time it is, Feng Yan will certainly go to pick up the plane in person.

Either eating or sleeping on the plane is nothing but boring.

As soon as he got off the plane, Feng Yinian raised his hands and stretched.

"It's still comfortable in my hometown." she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The girl said with a smile.

Gu Beicheng gently hugged her body as if he was used to it.

"Go home."

With a shallow smile, he hugged her and walked forward with her little short legs.

Although Feng Yinian is not tall and of medium stature, he is by no means short legged.

However, standing beside the seventh master, her slender standard long legs are really too short.

Now is a critical period. After getting off the plane, the seventh master and Feng Yinian go through the VIP channel. There is nothing else except their people.

From the VIP channel to the reception desk, Feng Yinian didn't see anyone.

It seems that this road was either sealed by ah Yan or arranged by Beicheng.

Back in Yaocheng, Feng Yinian was a lot more relaxed. She was proud of having such a powerful husband.

It's no use worrying too much about what you should do. On the contrary, it will affect the mood of a handsome husband.

"Beicheng, will you go home with me?" Feng Yinian raised his eyes and looked at the man beside him.

Anyway, with him, she even saved looking at the road.

"Of course, things have been arranged, and we can't hurry now." Gu Beicheng hugged his palm and rubbed it gently on her back.

"HMM." Feng Yinian nodded, looked back and looked ahead.

"Ah Yan." seeing the figure not far away, Feng Yinian unconsciously accelerated his pace.

Gu Beicheng looked at Feng Yan and frowned, still accommodating Feng Yinian's speed.

In front of Feng Yan, Feng Yinian broke away from Gu Beicheng's palm.

She wanted to hug her brother. Although she went out for seven or eight days, she was still homesick.

But thinking of Grandpa and mom's words, she was about to raise her hands. She paused and didn't dare to stretch them out.

"It's hard for you to come out so late." Feng Yinian sipped his lips and said.