marital love

After Yan Sui went on a business trip to Hong Kong, Wen Yao put all his thoughts on his work, going out day and night, so busy that he never touched the ground.

But two days, but it seems to have spent two weeks of mind.

He Chi didn't go with him, and after sending Wen Yao back to Huainan Bay, who was so tired and drowsy in the car at night, he reminded, "Ma'am, it's Er Ye Yan's birthday banquet tomorrow."

Wen Yao looked tired and dizzy. Hearing his words, he was taken aback for a moment, and he became sober, "So soon..."

He Chi: "Boss Yan has booked the plane ticket for the afternoon, and the wife will go there with the Song family."

Wen Yao knew that she had already discussed with Lin Anhe and his wife before.

After returning home, before his butt was warm, Yan Sui called.

"Are you asleep?" The man's voice was low.

Wen Yao lay on the sofa, "Not yet, I just got home."

Hearing the tiredness in her voice, his voice was lower: "Tired?"

Wen Yao sat up a little bit, crossed her legs, and cleared her throat: "No, how are things going with you?"

In the past two days, she didn't even look at her mobile phone. She only glanced at it before going to bed, and she didn't see him send a message to report.

"good."

Men are concise.

Wen Yao couldn't hear the meaning of happiness, anger or other meanings from these two words. She didn't know whether it was troublesome or not, but she really couldn't help, and the inquiry was obedient. After all, she was on the same boat with him now, and she wanted to It's definitely the best thing to do.

Wen Yao asked, "What time will you arrive tomorrow afternoon? Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Three o'clock."

He paused, with a smile in his tone, "Why, can't wait to see me?"

"..."

Wen Yao was silent for a moment, and it was rare that she didn't refute. She grabbed the corner of her clothes and said in a vague way: "I don't know the place of life in the Yan family, and I don't know many people when I go there. Why don't you come back quickly and help me maintain the situation, and be bullied by others?" What should I do?"

After she spoke a series of words, she didn't realize the squeamishness and taking it for granted in her voice.

Yan Sui said in a leisurely tone: "Who can bully you, I think Mrs. Yan's being merciful to others is considered a high incense for that person."

Wen Yao was a little unhappy, and spoke righteously: "I have always followed the well water and not violated the river water when I get along with people, and I am not as arrogant and unreasonable as you say."

If others don't come to provoke her, she will naturally keep to herself.

"Makes sense."

Yan Sui followed her words and agreed, but Wen Yao felt a little uncomfortable.

So he paused, lowered his voice and said, "Anyway, send me a message when you come back, and I'll come and find you."

"it is good."

It's impossible to say no to stage fright.

Even if she followed Lin Anhe and had her take care of her, she was soft-spoken and could not compare to Yan Sui present. Who knew what kind of beasts those people from Yan's family were? Yan Yang alone was enough for her to drink a pot.

On the second day, Wen Yao followed Lin Anhe to the birthday banquet.

Most of the contacts are unfamiliar faces, and some are people who can often be seen on the screen, such as politicians, businessmen or famous movie stars and singers.

It can be seen the magnitude of the guests and the social status of the protagonist of the birthday banquet.

Wen Yao glanced across the surroundings inadvertently, and didn't stay for long, only chatting with Lin Anhe casually.

After a while, Lin Anhe said: "I'll go to the bathroom first, there is no one from the Yan family here yet, so don't worry."

She has gentle eyebrows and soft eyes, and her voice is comforting.

Wen Yao received her kind reminder and smiled slightly, "Do you need me to go with you?"

She shook her head, "No need."

Wen Yao didn't force it.

She looked at Lin Anhe's slender and tall figure, and felt that her eyes seemed to rest on her.

Naturally, it is impossible to point fingers, nod slightly, glance and smile, or explore or ridicule or pity.

Lin Anhe walked slowly, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, and seemed not to be affected by the poor scrutiny around him.

Wen Yao guessed the contempt in these gazes, watched Lin Anhe disappear around the corner before casually retracting his gaze.

In fact, it's easy to guess, except that Lin Anhe is a public figure, the biggest aura that falls on her is Song Yicen's wife.

In this upper-class circle, the matter of hidden marriage is almost transparent.

From the few times they met, Wen Yao could feel the strange atmosphere between Lin Anhe and Song Yicen, and Song Yicen did not accompany her to the scene today.

Yan Sui is delayed by something, so he will be one step late.

As for Song Yicen, Wen Yao didn't see anyone else from the beginning to the end, and left his wife indifferent to the turmoil and disputes of the public.

To be honest, Wen Yao looked down on him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought turned in my mind, a person hurriedly walked towards me not far away.

It was the object of Wen Yao's disdain to slander, Song Yicen.

"Where's Lin Anhe?"

Just complaining in her heart, now that the person is in front of her eyes, Wen Yao looked away a little guilty, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Yicen stood beside her, attracting many people's attention.

Wen Yao didn't like those scrutiny, so she turned her back to him slightly, keeping her distance from him.

"When did you arrive?"

He didn't seem to know how to avoid suspicion, but instead got closer.

Wen Yao no longer hid, and followed the example of kindness: "About half an hour ago."

"No one came up to make trouble."

"No."

There are so many people, and in this kind of place, who would blatantly cause trouble.

Song Yicen tapped his chin lightly, "That's good."

From the distance between Wen Yao and him, he could smell the fragrance of his body, like bamboo fragrance or other, it is difficult to describe, but it is also intoxicating and intoxicating.

——As expected of a perfumer.

Wen Yao looked along his arm and landed on the watch, "What time is it?"

She was wearing a cheongsam, and although she carried a handbag, it was not that convenient. Instead of digging through the bag to get the phone by herself, it would be better to ask for a ready-made one.

Song Yicen looked down at his watch: "37:[-]."

Oh.

The plane at three o'clock as Yan Sui said.

He should also be in Lingchuan, on his way.

He raised his eyebrows slightly at Wen Yao: "A Xu hasn't come yet?"

No matter how you look at it, there is a look of gloating.

Wen Yao didn't answer, with a blank expression: "He said the plane at [-] o'clock should be soon."

Song Yicen glanced at his watch again in his spare time, and said calmly, "It's only a 10-[-], [-]-minute drive from the airport."

Wen Yao retorted: "Traffic jam."

Song Yi Cen Dan laughed out loud, and did not continue to tease.

Not long after, Wen Yao frowned slightly.

He couldn't help but look in the direction where Lin Anhe left.

It's been a while, and Lin Anhe hasn't come back yet.

Song Yicen obviously also noticed this, he lost his frivolous look before, and said in a slightly lower voice, "I'll go and have a look."

Wen Yao didn't stop it.

After standing for a while longer, the phone in the bag was vibrating.

She took it out and saw the notes, it was Yan Sui.

The opposite person cut to the point: "Where is it?"

"In the hall, are you there?"

When the crowd was surging, it suddenly became a little noisy. She pressed the phone closer to her ear, turned and walked towards the corner.

She couldn't hear what Yan Sui was saying, so she asked again.

Said over there: "Wait for me."

It was only after she hung up the phone that she was able to concentrate on watching the changes in front of her. It was almost in the midst of the crowd, and under the eyes of all, a group of people walked over, all behaving in an elegant, steady and old-fashioned manner.

Wen Yao's eyes lingered on the women in cheongsams for a moment, then looked down at herself, and walked away.

She met Yan Sui when she was approaching the entrance of the hall.

In fact, it wasn't too long since they separated, but she didn't see each other for two or three days, but she felt inexplicably like not seeing each other every day.

He probably rushed here in a hurry, but he was not that reckless and impetuous, but very steady.

In a moment of trance, the person was already close to him, with a faint smile on his voice, "Don't you know me?"

Wen Yao raised her eyes to look at him, but she could still see a little tiredness from his face.

That’s right, rushing back after being busy outside, and having to return after the birthday banquet is over, without stopping for a moment, people will definitely be tired.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao's lips raised into a smile, "Although my memory may not be as good as yours, at least I talked to you on the phone last night, so I won't forget it so quickly, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Sui glanced at the cheongsam on her body. It was off-white, the same style as the one that was torn before, and it looked good on her.

He raised his arm, waiting for her to pull it up.

"That's great, Mrs. Yan still remembers, it's Yan's honor."

Slick tongue.

Wen Yao really wanted to roll her eyes at him ungraciously, but finally held back for the sake of her face, stretched out her hand with a smile, and approached him.

The two walked in hand in hand, Yan Sui asked, "Song Yicen hasn't arrived yet?"

Song Yicen's teasing flashed past in his heart, Wen Yao's eyes turned, and his words were a little narrow: "He came much earlier than you, and he is probably playing with Lin Anhe inside right now."

The resentment and resentment attracted Yan Sui to look over.

Wen Yao's high-heeled shoes could barely fit under his chin. From his angle, he could see her facial features clearly from top to bottom, and caught the charm of her eyes that hadn't faded away.

He slightly hooked his lips: "Why, envy or unhappy?"

Wen Yao shook her head, and then said seriously: "I'm not unhappy, it's just a very ungentlemanly behavior to make a lady wait."

"Ma'am?" He repeated the two words.

Then she chuckled, her eyes fell on her face, without breaking her seriousness, "Don't forget, you are my Mrs. Yan, so why not wait for your husband, after all, your identity is a wife."

Wen Yao: "..."

In the hall, Song Yicen and Lin Anhe were not seen.

After Wen Yao turned her gaze around, Yan Sui held her hand and regained her senses, "What's wrong?"

Yan Sui turned his face slightly, and lowered his voice: "The Yan family has come."

She immediately lost her mind to look for Lin Anhe, and pulled herself together, "Where is it?"

"In front of."

Wen Yao looked up.

People who are no strangers to him—the women in traditional cheongsams and the men in strict Tang suits that Yan Sui had seen before when he answered the phone.

The old man in the lead was being supported by the junior, and greeted others with a kind smile on his face.

Wen Yao narrowed her eyes: "Second Master Yan?"

"Why don't you guess it's the old man."

Wen Yao gave him a questioning look, "You showed me the information before, you forgot? Your grandfather is much taller than this one, and he is tougher than him."

She originally wanted to say fat, but she changed the way she said it after the tip of her tongue swirled.

However, Old Master Yan's figure is indeed healthier and leaner than Second Master Yan's.

"Are they really brothers? It doesn't look like much."

In fact, the facial features are still similar, but Wen Yao just mentioned it casually.

On the contrary, Yan Sui said noncommittally: "Second Master Yan smoked opium in his early years, and he also touched some things that should not be touched when he was young. He is indeed not as hearty as the old man."

Second Master Yan was thin, stooped and shriveled, so it was easy to guess what he shouldn't have touched, naturally it was poisonous.

The two were whispering here, and they were apparently spotted in another place.

Although Er Ye Yan was thin, he had shrewd eyes. Even though he was getting old and his eyes were dim, when he squinted a little, he could see clearly, so he asked the juniors around him: "Look, are those old master's. "

The junior looked at the past and said sincerely and respectfully: "Exactly."

Second Master Yan laughed: "Who is that person next to you?"

The junior recalled the rumors he had heard by chance, and hesitated: "It seems to be his wife."

Second Master Yan waved over there, still smiling amiably without changing his face, and said: "I really followed Heqing, the tiger father has no dogs and sons, and he is just as stubborn."

The juniors didn't dare to speak nonsense, they just kept silent and laughed.

Yan Sui pulled out his hand, and instead hugged Wen Yao's waist, tightening his grip, "Let's go, he is telling us to go over."

Wen Yao paused.

Yan Sui lowered his head, "Are you scared?"

She drooped her long eyelashes, trembled twice, and said stiffly: "How is it possible, they are not human-eating monsters, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

As if to prove that he is not timid, he walked faster than Yan Sui.

Yan Sui still didn't know her, and glanced at her pretendingly calm face, it was rare to see her look like an enemy, and he couldn't help but feel a little interest and amused in his heart.

No matter how fast Wen Yao walked, her two legs could not compare to Yan Sui's speed, not to mention that she was wearing a cheongsam, her knees were bound, her steps could not be too large, and in the end, Yan Sui led her to walk forward at a leisurely pace. .

She is not attractive, but Yan Sui is different, there are many eyes around her.

Wen Yao quietly raised her eyes and glanced at him, seeing that his face was expressionless, he didn't seem to take this occasion seriously, he was very calm and calm, unconsciously, she gradually relaxed.

"Second Master."

When he got there, Yan Sui respectfully called for someone.

Without waiting for Second Master Yan to respond, he led Wen Yao forward and asked her to call for someone.

Although Wen Yao was a little restrained, Yan Sui was like a needle in the sea when she was by her side, and he was also generous when recognizing elders, obediently shouting at others.

Second Master Yan looked Wen Yao up and down, with a smile on his face, he didn't ask much else, he just praised her, saying that he was a good boy, and he seemed quite satisfied with her.

"Brother is looking forward to it all day long, but it can be regarded as looking forward to the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law." Looking at Yan Sui again, with the posture of an elder, "Huai Xu should have brought him back to meet people and make the family happy. Why wait until now?" today."

Yan Sui nodded when he heard the words, neither humble nor overbearing: "Second Master taught you well."

Some things are well known to each other, so they will not put them on the table.

Yan Sui wanted to protect a person, so he was foolproof and justifiable. What he did before was just a matter of going along with the flow.

The crowd didn't chat much, Second Master Yan briefly explained to the juniors beside him, and then walked upstairs with his wife and children, and several concubines.

When the second master Yan arrived, he said: "Huaixu, your grandfather is here too. How can there be any overnight feud between grandpa and grandson? Take advantage of today's celebration, let the two of you have a good talk. For the sake of the second master, don't you Stubborn."

Yan Sui agreed leisurely and casually, "Second Master, go slowly."

Yan Sui didn't follow.

Wen Yao naturally didn't make up her own mind, and when the person disappeared from sight, she asked in confusion, "Aren't you following?"

"What's the hurry?"

The hand around her waist seemed to be bored, caressing her waist restlessly, it was a little itchy, Wen Yao couldn't help avoiding it.

It was clasped even tighter, and the force of the next moment almost brought her into his arms, with her forehead pressed against his neck.

The shallow voice of the man above rang out: "Or, I can't wait to write it into the family tree of the Yan family as soon as possible."

Wen Yao didn't mind getting close to him in front of outsiders, but it was a big crowd, so she couldn't help but feel shy. She didn't know what kind of tricks he was playing. After hearing what he said, she hummed.

Yan Sui hugged her, "Huh?"

Wen Yao raised her head and smiled softly at him, "I heard you said that I will still be included in the genealogy. I'm so happy. This is an honor that many people can't imagine. I got this opportunity easily, and I can't wait to be happy."

As she spoke, she shoved his hands around his waist indiscriminately.

Yan Sui let her do whatever she wanted, didn't stop her, just stared at her with a smile or not.

On the contrary, Wen Yao looked a little creepy, and felt that he was planning something again, so he couldn't help muttering: "Where did those two go?"

They were talking about Lin Anhe and Song Yicen.

"You don't get involved in the affairs of their husband and wife."

Without the dignity and alienation he had in front of Second Master Yan before, he seemed to relax and his tone was quite lazy.

Wen Yao thought he was disgusted with her meddling, and retorted: "I didn't, I came with Lin Anhe, she went to the bathroom on the way, and she hasn't seen anyone for so long, I'm worried about her It's also out of courtesy."

Yan Sui didn't take it seriously: "With Song Yicen here, what are you worried about?"

That's the reason, Wen Yao looked at him twice, and couldn't help gossiping: "Are they... a commercial marriage?"

Yan Sui was thirsty, so he casually took a glass of wine from the waiter, and after tasting it, he said calmly, "Yes, and no."

Wen Yao frowned.

What kind of answer is this?
Seeing her dissatisfaction, Yan Sui said, "Want to know?"

This is not nonsense, she didn't want to ask any more questions, she felt that he was finding fault, Wen Yao was not annoyed, she calmed down: "Can you tell me?"

"No."

"..." Wen Yao looked at him resentfully, "I really can't say that?"

Yan Sui's ambiguous attitude: "It's a bit like you."

Wen Yao's brain turned, her eyes widened in shock, "Climbing on the bed?"

Yan Sui snorted, as if thinking of what she had done before, she was slightly dissatisfied.

Wen Yao slammed into his cold and calm eyes, feeling very intimidating and oppressive, she looked away guiltily.

Yan Sui commented indifferently: "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. If you have a little trick in your hand, you think you can do whatever you want. In the end, you lose everything, and you are the one who stumbles."

It's not that Wen Yao didn't understand what he meant.

Knowing that he was saying that she threatened him to marry her with the "video" of the two of them having sex, but she was exposed and was full of anger.

Looking back now, she herself felt ashamed, but at that time she really had to do it, and what she planted would reap the fruit, so he had to endure his anger and taunting her one by one.

But Lin Anhe...?
Could it be that he used something to threaten Song Yicen to marry her?

No wonder Song Yicen didn't like her very much.

Thinking of her thoughts, she couldn't help drifting away, and it was only when Yan Sui pulled her hand that she came back to her senses.

The man had already put down his wine glass, glanced at her face with warning eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Stop thinking about it, put away your little curiosity."

Wen Yao remained expressionless and did not dare to refute.

When someone came up to say hello to Yan Sui, she laughed again, like a walking pendant, and when Yan Sui introduced her, she just had to keep smiling, and her face froze in the end.

So far, Mrs. Yan has really shown her face.

However, Wen Yao did not forget what Second Master Yan said.

The old man is still upstairs, and we must meet up.

Siji couldn't help sighing.

Yan Sui heard this, and asked kindly, "Why are you sighing?"

Wen Yao said, "Are you really not in a hurry?"

Yan Sui responded, not knowing whether to hum or um, he just led her to a corner to calm down, "Who did you meet just now?"

Seeing that he was still as stable as Mount Tai, Wen Yao couldn't help thinking of teasing her, and said calmly, "Some middle-aged people."

Seeing that his expression is different.

She felt a little more at ease, and added slowly: "...and some elderly people."

Yan Sui glanced at her, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if he was threatening her, ordering her to speak up.

Wen Yao accepted it as soon as she saw it, and replied without changing her face: "The uncle of the Yan family and several elders of the collateral line."

Yan Sui opened his lips in an unhurried manner: "For this birthday banquet, many people have traveled thousands of miles to come back, and there will be many flattery words. The old man is in a fit of anger. He is dissatisfied when one person mentions you, and so are two people. But what about five or ten people?"

Wen Yao understood why Yan Sui didn't intend to follow when Second Master Yan said to go upstairs, but he was a little uncertain: "Aren't you afraid that the old man won't buy it?"

"He won't." Yan Sui was sure.

He wrote lightly: "The old man is a traditional person. In this kind of family background, he values ​​face and the harmony of the big family. He will not leave people talking. He has to admit it if he doesn't admit it."

If you are forced to go to Liangshan, you have to compromise.

What's more, it's a done deal, and it's a foregone conclusion.

Wen Yao believed what she said, and when she went upstairs and actually saw the old man, she felt a lot of pressure.

There are people in the room, some unfamiliar and some familiar.

"grandfather."

Seeing the eldest grandson, Yan Chongming's ugly face didn't get any better, and he was dignified and solemn. In the huge room, except for Yan Sui's sound just now, everyone else remained silent.

Yan Sui turned a blind eye, squeezed Wen Yao's hand, and gave a signal.

Wen Yao's scalp was almost numb, as if rushing a duck to the shelves, she lowered her eyes honestly and respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Yan."

"Huh." Yan Chongming snorted coldly, holding his cane in his hand. Although he was sitting, the severity that had been accumulated over time did not diminish at all, but Cang Mai said solemnly: "It's really interesting, this is the elder who passed through the gate of my Yan family. Granddaughter-in-law?"

Wen Yao is also a person who is used to watching the dishes, so he immediately changed his words deeply and shallowly: "Grandpa."

Yan Chongming glanced at her, and said in front of everyone, "Yes."

With a lukewarm attitude, his complexion softened a lot, and he raised his eyelids to look at her, he was quite satisfied, and ordered to be seated.

Wen Yao almost couldn't walk, so Yan Sui sat down with her.

Compared to her stiffness and embarrassment, he was obviously more at ease, pulled a tissue over, took her hand, and wiped the sweat from her palm.

With his head drooping slightly, he leaned over and lowered his voice: "Haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

Wen Yao also turned her head to look at him, let him move, and said softly: "It's scary to death."

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile.

Wen Yao rolled her throat, "Fortunately, I have a good mental quality."

Yan Sui watched her be brave and saved enough face for her.

The two of them got close and talked in a low voice. From the perspective of others, they seemed like a pair of intimate couples who were perfectly matched for each other.

"...Look, the relationship between the two is really good, and the hands they held have never been separated since they came in..."

"Huai Xu is the same as Brother He Qing, following his father, he always treats his wife well..."

The soft whispers seemed to spread into Wen Yao's ears, and the roots of her ears couldn't help burning up.

He looked down at his hands.

Still being held by Yan Sui.

She pulls it out.

Yan Sui didn't move, and didn't know if he heard those words, but with an indifferent face, he said in a warm voice, "It hasn't been cleaned yet."

Wen Yao's ears turned red.

It was still early for the official banquet, and the others took their leave one after another and left.

The longer Wen Yao stayed, the more uncomfortable she became, and her breathing was faintly difficult. Yan Sui saw that something was wrong with her, and suggested, "Go out for a stroll?"

"Is it okay?"

Yan Sui: "I'm here, let's go."

His voice was still calm, but to Wen Yao, it carried an unusual comfort.

Her impetuous heart gradually calmed down strangely, "Then I'll go first."

Naturally, it was impossible for her to take Yan Suiyi away. In this case, it was obvious that the old man had something to talk about, so she greeted the elders and left.

It was probably because she had been vigilant all the time, nervous, leaned against the wall and closed her eyes for a moment of calm after going out the door.

Some headaches.

Still remembering the doctor's order, she adjusted her emotions and planned to go to the bathroom to wash her face.

After coming out, I walked to the window and breathed the fresh air outside, and my whole body was much relieved.

He stayed alone for a while.

Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw someone who surprised her.

The other party stood not far away and looked at her. Seeing that she didn't respond, he hooked his hand at her.

Wen Yao looked around at the moment, there was no one else besides her, so she raised her finger and pointed to herself: Me?

The other party smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

Wen Yao forgot what she was thinking, and really walked forward obediently. When she was in front of people, she suddenly came back to her senses, but she had to lower her eyebrows: "Mr. Zongzheng."

Zong Zhengqing took her inconspicuous awkwardness into his eyes, and said with a thin smile, "Congratulations."

Wen Yao raised her head, her face was clearly puzzled and dazed.

Congratulations to her?
The corners of his lips were raised, and he lightly explained her confusion: "I heard that you and Yan Sui are married."

Wen Yao was slightly stunned, and then felt a little strange. After all, this person in front of her was once her valued marriage partner. Although he failed, the other party probably didn't know her narrow minded thoughts, but she still felt that he was congratulated so bluntly by the other party. strangeness.

Right now, he just smiled slightly, "Thank you."

"If you are lucky, remember to give a wedding invitation card when the wedding banquet is held."

Wen Yao paused, "Naturally, Mr. Zongzheng will definitely be invited to my wedding."

This is not a good place to chat, Wen Yao followed Zong Zhengqing out, she mentioned politely: "Did Mr. Zong Zheng come here alone?"

"Well, just arrived."

His tone was slightly casual, but Wen Yao couldn't help but think about what happened in Danshui County before, when Guan Yu was with him at that time, and thought that the two had a deeper connection.

She didn't ask any more, since it involved privacy after all, and she and Zong Zhengqing were not familiar enough to pry into private affairs.

When he inadvertently looked back, he caught sight of his right hand.

Bare and without a ring, only the tattoo on the ring finger is eye-catching.

She thought in her heart that this person wore the ring intermittently, sometimes wearing it and sometimes not wearing it, focusing on the tattoo style of the ring finger, causing her gaze to stay for a long time, which attracted Zong Zhengqing's attention.

"looking at what?"

Wen Yao subconsciously wanted to shake her head to deny it, but when she met his smiling eyes, she blurted out: "Your hand..."

When she realized what she said, Wen Yao's eyelids twitched suddenly, feeling that she shouldn't.

Zong Zhengqing didn't mind, raised his hand, and took the initiative to finish the rest of her words: "Curious about this tattoo?"

Her expression was so obvious that she didn't even cover it up. Wen Yao looked at him and asked tentatively, "Is it related to your wife?"

There was that look of reminiscing about the past, dazed, affectionate and gentle on his face again, Wen Yao had seen it before, her heart twitched, and she continued to ask: "Is... her name?"

"Yes." He smiled, instead of blaming her for the offense, he had a pleasant expression on his face, "How do you know?"

Wen Yao: "Guess."

Although the tattoos are ring-shaped around the knuckles, the lines look more like English letters or initials of names.

He looked into her eyes and smiled, "Precisely."

Wen Yao didn't dare to say that he was a blind cat and met a dead mouse, and felt that he had tarnished his relationship with his dead wife.

Just as he was about to say something to divert the topic, a voice came from behind him.

"Wen Yao."

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"What did you talk to him about?"

The man's voice was flat, without any emotion.

But Wen Yao knew that he was "settlement after autumn" with her.

The two walked back to see the old man.

Without getting an answer, Yan Sui held her arm: "Huh?"

This time there was a bit of displeasure.

Wen Yao was a little amused, and asked instead: "What are you so curious about? Mr. Yan, you have to stop your curiosity. Why can't you set an example when you say this yourself?"

Yan Sui met her eyes, and after two seconds of silence, "Speak well."

Wen Yao was horrified, but also angry: "I'm not doing well, what else does Mr. Yan want?"

Yan Sui remained expressionless: "I'm still addicted, is it on?"

Wen Yao nodded approvingly, and held his hand with a smile, "See if I'm quite talented. If I change my career now, is there still time for Lin Anhe to take me to act? Is it possible to get a Little golden man or something?"

Yan Sui: "Aside from being able to stare blankly, what else can you do?"

Wen Yao almost couldn't catch his breath, and smiled like a fake: "That's better than your wooden stake."

"What?" Yan Sui looked at her with a hint of sneer.

Wen Yao blinked, blaming herself for speaking too quickly and without thinking, and said what was in her heart.

Humming twice, trying to divert attention: "What did Grandpa tell us to do?"

Yan Sui: "Discuss marriage."

Wen Yao stopped walking.

Yan Sui noticed it, and took her to continue walking, saying inexplicably, "Sooner or later, are you surprised?"

Wen Yao naturally wouldn't show it, and just smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to be so soon."

She said so, but she didn't expect that after meeting Yan Chongming, the old man was quicker and made a final decision: "The middle of next month at the latest, we must get married."

Wen Yao couldn't laugh anymore.

Taking advantage of a few minutes before the banquet, she dragged Yan Sui to a secluded place, "What did you tell Grandpa?"

Yan Sui looked innocent: "I didn't say anything."

Wen Yao looked at him suspiciously, not quite believing it.

She guessed that the old man would not accept her so quickly, even if he gave her face in front of others, it was to protect the Yan family's face.

She just went out to take a breath, and when she came back, she changed.

If it wasn't for Yan Sui's handwriting, she could take his surname.

"Really?"

"real."

Wen Yao still didn't believe it, but she also knew that there was probably nothing to get out of him, so she was half-believed and let it go.

Yan Sui glanced at her belly vaguely, and suddenly said, "I'm fat."

Wen Yao was stunned.

Then he looked down at his waist.

When she looked up again and met his playful eyes, she took a deep breath, endured it, clenched her fist and gave him an arm, gritted her teeth: "You're fat!"

Yan Sui brought up the old story again: "What did you tell Zong Zhengqing?"

"It's nothing."

Her tone was perfunctory.

Yan Sui only looked at her, his eyebrows and eyes were dark, and he stared at her for a moment. Wen Yao was annoyed by him, so he reluctantly opened his mouth: "Talked a few words casually, about his wife."

Then he said, "Do you know his wife?"

Yan Sui: "I've heard a little bit about it."

Wen Yao was curious: "Have you seen it?"

"No."

Wen Yao sighed: "I haven't even seen you before."

Yan Sui thought her sigh was funny: "What are you talking about, what good does it do you for me to know his wife?"

Wen Yao: "..."

She raised her eyes, suddenly froze, and said inexplicably: "It can be regarded as seeing someone."

Yan Sui followed her gaze and looked over.

It was Song Yicen and Lin Anhe who disappeared before.

Wen Yao didn't move for now, waiting for them to approach.

She saw that Lin Anhe had changed her dress, her makeup and hairstyle, and her complexion was not very good.

"what happened?"

When speaking, he turned his gaze to Song Yicen, who was also not very good-looking beside him.

There was some doubt in his eyes.

Song Yicen didn't bother with her, and walked up to Yan Sui, "How did the talk go?"

The question was about him and Wen Yao, the old man's attitude.

Yan Sui nodded: "En."

Song Yicen nodded, "Very good."

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Lin Anhe again, and a look of impatience flashed across her clearly visible face.

Wen Yao could see clearly.

Although Yan Sui reminded her not to get involved with the couple, she really couldn't like Song Yicen's disgusting attitude.

Immediately grabbed Lin Anhe's hand, "Talk first, I'll find a place to sit."

She led Lin Anhe away.

In the end, I did not forget to give Song Yicen a roll of his eyes.

Song Yicen: "...Did you mess with her?"

Yan Sui glanced at him and fell silent without saying a word.

Song Yicen said again: "Your wife has such a temper."

Yan Sui: "..."

After a while, he asked, "Where did you go before? I didn't see anyone."

Speaking of this, Song Yicen was furious, and obviously didn't want to talk about it, "Just go around."

Yan casually stopped asking.

He only turned his eyes away, looking at Wen Yao who seemed to be getting angry as his back gradually drifted away.

She has always been the kind of person who has clear rewards and punishments, and when others show kindness to her, she will give the same or more kindness.

I just got along with Lin Anhe once or twice, and the other party helped her out of favor, and now I can't see people being wronged, as if they are going to help her when they see injustice.

In the past, Yan Sui had figured out her temperament and told her that there is a limit to everything, don't be too impulsive for sporadic good intentions, Wen Yao will listen to her perversely, but she always goes too far, and she will only know how to restrain herself when she suffers.

But it was hard to remember, Yan later came and let her go. In fact, Wen Yao's temper at certain times was really something he was used to.

"Then when are you going to tell her?"

Yan Sui withdrew his thoughts, "What are you talking about?"

Song Yicen smiled maliciously: "Are you her ex-boyfriend?"

Yan Sui glanced at him casually, "She will remember."

"So confident?"

It doesn't matter even if you can't remember, Yan Suiliu was a little distracted.

Speaking of which, he doesn't quite remember why he and Wen Yao quarreled at the beginning, and why they quarreled so fiercely. Rather than saying it was a quarrel, it was better to say that it was Wen Yao's unilateral.

At first, he chased people away with an inexplicable cold war, and then his sharp words stabbed people. Yan Sui was several years older than her, so it was naturally impossible to argue endlessly with her like a child.

It also seemed that his attitude of not doing anything irritated her even more, and even moved her hand towards him. Yan Sui failed to stop him, and his tone of voice inevitably became a little heavier. Thus, the most serious dispute since the relationship broke out completely.

Later, when they separated, they said they were calm with each other, but they just didn't expect those things to happen later.

Seeing Lin Anhe's complexion was not good, Wen Yao poured her a cup of hot water.

"Thank you."

Wen Yao sat beside her and didn't ask any questions.

Because she saw the palm print on Lin Anhe's face.

Although it is covered by the foundation, there are still rough traces.

There are still some wounds where the collar is not covered, as if scratched by something sharp.

The first thought was that Song Yicen hit her.

But it was quickly rejected by her. Even if Song Yicen had no taste, he didn't seem like someone who would attack women.

The only explanation was that Lin Anhe was bullied.

The time, probably when she went to the bathroom.

They sat so quietly until after the banquet.

When I was going to join Yan Sui, I met two people blocking the way.

Yan Yang, and the woman beside him.

In fact, Yan Yang didn't even think about coming over, but his sister kept dragging him this way.

When standing in front of Wen Yao, he smiled at people.

Thinking of the unhappiness last time, I feel very irritable. I don't want to have anything to do with Wen Yao at all, and today's special situation makes me want to stay away.

But his sister, who has no eyesight, insisted on coming over.

Yan Yiyi looked at Lin Anhe arrogantly, and didn't take Wen Yao next to him seriously at all, "Why are you still shamefaced here, are you waiting for me to ask you to leave if you don't leave?"

Wen Yao knew almost instantly how the slap marks on Lin Anhe's face came from.

Lin Anhe didn't speak, and walked to the side with a cold expression.

Yan Yiyi raised her leg to block, "Why are you running? Why are you blind? Do you really think of yourself as someone else?"

Just as Lin Anhe was about to speak, Wen Yao stepped forward, protected her behind her, looked at Yan Yang with a smile, and said kindly: "Cousin, why is your dog barking here, why don't you hurry up and take her away, so as not to worry about it?" Disturbed Second Master's birthday party."

Yan Yang's face turned dark immediately.

Yan Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, but then she came to her senses, and immediately threw her sharp eyes: "Who are you calling a dog! Who are you!"

No wonder she didn't know Wen Yao.

A while ago, when Yan Sui brought Wen Yao to recognize Yan's family, Yan Yiyi and his little sister were bragging about how she pushed Lin Anhe to the ground and bullied her.

She is fierce, and Wen Yao is even more fierce than her.

It's just that the former is on the surface, while Wen Yao is oppressive and oppressive, her voice is still whispering, "Cousin, did you hear me? Or is it that you can't solve it, why don't you call your cousin? "

Yan Yang was startled, and immediately grabbed Yan Yiyi and said, "Misunderstanding, sister-in-law, this is my younger sister, my own younger sister, and they are all part of the same family. If there is any need to solve it, that's all. We won't bother you with it." You are a friend, let's go first."

Yan Yiyi couldn't believe it, and was dragged away by her brother all the way, full of shock: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about! What kind of cousin is she, I don't know her at all! Look at her arrogant appearance, I want to Give her two slaps!"

Yan Yang didn't want to, he gritted his teeth: "Enough, she is Yan Huaixu's wife."

Yan Yiyi: "Impossible——!!!"

Because of this episode, the meeting was delayed for a while.

"Why did you come here?" Yan Sui asked, looking at her expression.

Wen Yao twitched the corner of her mouth: "I saw a dog that was biting people."

"Ok?"

"fine."

Wen Yao was already hungry, so the birthday banquet was naturally the best, and she didn't need to lose weight, so she naturally opened up her appetite to eat.

But halfway through the meal, she suddenly remembered what Yan Sui said about her gaining weight, and then lowered her head to carefully observe her waist and legs.

Yan Sui didn't eat much, and most of the time he was looking at Wen Yao, and when he saw her stop, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Obviously thin and even.

Wen Yao moved her lips, and said in disbelief, "There is something wrong with your eyes."

Yan Sui: "?"

After eating and drinking enough, he didn't stay long, and Yan Sui had to rush to Hong Kong.

Seeing that the hurdle of the elders has passed for the time being, Wen Yao left with Yan Sui.

As soon as Yan Sui and Wen Yao left the stage, Song Yicen naturally had no reason to stay long, and took Lin Anhe away.

On the way back, the two of them didn't talk much, but Song Yicen wanted to have a chat with her, but Lin Anhe was not in high spirits, and seemed to be out of spirits.

Song Yicen is not a person who likes to have a hot face and a cold butt, so he will give up if he can't say anything.

At the birthday banquet, Lin Anhe only drank some wine and didn't eat much. Although she is an actress, she doesn't have any mandatory requirements for her figure. She belongs to the type of physique that eats a lot and doesn't get fat, so she often eats extra meals The habit of eating supper.

She rummaged through the kitchen for a while, and found several boxes of pasta brought by her previous assistant. While unpacking and cooking the noodles, Song Yicen also came downstairs after taking a shower.

Hearing the sound of the kitchen coming over, "What are you doing?"

Lin Anhe threw the noodles into the pot and stirred them without looking back, "I'm hungry, cook something to eat."

Song Yicen stepped forward, took a look, and frowned slightly, "You just eat this?"

It sounds a bit disgusting.

"That's good."

Song Yicen disagreed: "What else do you want to eat, I'll order and deliver it."

"Don't bother." Lin Anhe tidied up the cooking countertops, and threw the unnecessary ones into the trash can or put them away.

Then start waiting.

From the beginning to the end, he kept a look on Song Yicen, as if he didn't exist.

Song Yicen, no matter how rough he was, would have noticed something was wrong with her, not to mention that he was not a person with such a personality.

"what happened to you?"

He stared at her back, his tone was flat, moody and angry.

"It's nothing, it's getting late, you should go upstairs to rest." She still turned her back to him with a flat attitude.

"Angry?"

Lin Anhe: "I will join the group very early tomorrow, so I won't bother you if I sleep in the guest room tonight."

He was very polite, but answered irrelevant questions, as if deliberately drawing a clear line.

Song Yicen's brows and eyes were slightly cold, and his voice sank: "What are you having a temper with?"

No answer.

A look of impatience flashed across his eyes, "Lin Anhe."

The pot was boiling all the time, Lin Anhe stirred the noodles again, finally turned around, looked at him calmly: "I have nothing to be angry about, aren't you tired after a day of socializing?"

As he spoke, he began to chase people away again: "It's better to go to bed early."

Song Yicen sneered, with suppressed anger on his face, looking at her cold and desolate face that was no longer gentle, at this moment he had no patience to picket it, since when did she change , become so prickly, so strange.

Holding a breath in my heart, I couldn't hold back and said to her: "I think the relationship between me and you is not the kind that can let you throw your temper at will. I don't care what grievances you have suffered outside. What crime, in front of me, you'd better put it away, I don't have the obligation to face your cold face. "

He said it stingily and without mercy.

As soon as the words fell, she saw that her face was slightly pale.

Song Yicen felt better, and turned around to leave.

Taking big steps, he went upstairs quickly. After returning to the room, Song Yicen looked at the two pillows on the bed, threw one out with his hand, and hit the ground.

I have never seen such a ignorant woman!
It's not that he didn't notice her strangeness tonight. Backtracking, it was after she came out of the bathroom in the afternoon.

Although she concealed it well, he also saw a thing or two.

At that time, she was not in a hurry to ask, and she was always absent-minded at the birthday banquet. She wanted to talk about it when she got home, but who knew that she was indifferent.