Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

The carefree Su Wanwan took a few steps forward and only then noticed the unnatural expression on Xu Yan's face.

"Of course I bought it, what's wrong?" Xu Yan came back to her senses after a few seconds and blinked silently, "You look more beautiful in this dress than I thought."

"Ah..." Su Wanwan, who was holding up both sides of her skirt, was only concerned with asking questions for Zhao Ying. After Xu Yan said this, she noticed that she had changed her clothes.

"Ah... I think this skirt should be matched with a nicer hairstyle. It doesn't look good with my hair like this, right?" After being stunned in front of Xu Yan for a few seconds, Su Wanwan timidly pointed to the mirror on the washbasin beside her.

but……

What hairstyle do I need to match this dress?

"No, you're already beautiful like this."

I don’t know if Xu Yan saw through her guilty conscience, but he actually gave her a way out at the perfect time.

"If you really want to change your hairstyle, the county hotel seems to have people who are responsible for hair and makeup, so we don't have to do it ourselves."

"Oh, that's great, let's go." Su Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and saw Zhao Ying walking out of the room behind her. She smiled and took her hand, "Mom, Xu Yan just said that this dress is bought, and you can wear it whenever you want in the future."

"A son-in-law is still the best. He is as caring as a little cotton-padded jacket." With Su Wanwan holding his arm, Zhao Ying and his group walked out of the house.

"Wait a minute...where's your father?"

"It's okay, auntie, Wanwan, you guys get in the car first, I'll go find uncle."

After bringing Su Wanwan and Zhao Ying to the door and watching them get into the car, Xu Yan returned to the Su family's yard to look for Su Yang.

He had clearly seen Su Yang talking to Su Gao at the door when he entered just now. Now Su Gao and the rest of the Su family were almost at the factory. Could it be that Su Yang had also followed them on the truck?

Xu Yan searched the yard twice and was about to walk back to the house to continue looking when he suddenly heard a burst of monotonous footsteps beside him. As soon as Xu Yan turned around, he met Su Yang's complicated eyes.

From this angle, Su Wanwan and the other person sitting in the car at the door could not see them, and Xu Yan's expression suddenly became serious.

Su Yang seemed to have something to say to him.

"From today on, Wanwan is a member of your Xu family." As expected, Xu Yan had just corrected his expression and attitude when Su Yang on the opposite side spoke with a cold face. His voice was terribly low, several times lower than when he usually scolded the foolish young people in the village.

"I know." Xu Yan agreed with his head down. Although his voice sounded neither humble nor arrogant, his head was slightly lowered.

"Although this is just an engagement, and you and Wanwan are not that old, but when I married your aunt, I was also your age. Children your age are active and can't be restrained. But I tell you, no matter how active your mind is in the future, once Wanwan enters your Xu family, I will not allow her to suffer any grievances."

Su Yang spoke slowly, but every word he said was very clear. After each sentence, he looked deeply at Xu Yan opposite him.

"I understand. Don't worry, uncle. I will spend my whole life treating Wanwan well and will never let you and aunt worry about anything."

After Su Yang finished speaking, Xu Yan answered seriously in a low voice.

“I hope you can do what you said.”

Obviously Xu Yan's attitude was very sincere, and he agreed to all the requests, but Su Yang's expression remained unchanged. He continued to look cold. He turned and went into the house, reluctantly changing into the dress that Xu Yan had just brought.

"Oh, your dress matches mine quite well. Look at the embroidery on it, it seems to be the same. Your size is also just right. I just told Wanwan that we can wear this material at home in the future. It won't be cold even in winter."

Seeing Su Yang and Xu Yan walking out of the yard together, mother Zhao Ying happily patted Su Yang's shoulders in his dress and pulled him to the back seat of the car.

"How can you wear this kind of clothes at home?" Although Su Yang sat obediently next to Zhao Ying, he didn't look at anyone, and there was even some disgust in his words.

"You can't say that. Aren't these clothes bought for people to wear? Even though they're called formal wear, I don't think there's anything wrong with wearing them at home. The clothes you usually wear are all gray. Wouldn't it make you feel better if you wear something festive occasionally?"

Ever since she put on this dress, mother Zhao Ying has been in a very good mood. She kept talking to Su Yang along the way, and from time to time she also chatted with Su Wanwan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

At the same time, trucks near the factory set off with almost everyone in the village who had ample mobility.

"Why won't you let me go?" Yan Wenming stood next to the last car and raised his hand, wanting to climb into the truck bed, but the truck driver next to him repeatedly stopped him, and the two of them pushed and shoved each other's arms back and forth.

"Don't you see? The car is full and there's no room for more." The driver said while refusing Yan Wenming.

"Do you really think I'm stupid or what? You wouldn't let me get on the bus just now when it wasn't full yet, and now you're using this excuse to evade me. Didn't you say you were going to invite everyone in the village to the feast? Am I not considered a villager?"

Yan Wenming's face was a little red, and it was obvious that he was cold.

The other villagers in the car all came out wearing gloves and scarves early in the morning, except Yan Wenming. Although he bought a cotton coat for winter, the collar was empty, and his bowl-cut hair was constantly blown back by the wind.

"Who said Wanwan invited everyone in the village to dinner? Didn't the old lady from the Liang family who had been paralyzed in bed for ten years come with us? Didn't the old man from the Zhang family who has difficulty walking come either?" the person standing in the car joked.

"What do you mean? Am I paralyzed? Are my legs and feet inconvenient?" Yan Wenming shouted even louder with his neck stretched.

"Okay, okay, it's almost time, let's go." The driver wanted to chat with Yan Wenming for a few more words, but when he looked up at the time on the clock in the factory, he immediately turned around and went back to the car. Ignoring Yan Wenming who was shouting behind him, he drove the car towards the main road.

"How come he didn't think that this would be the outcome when he was making trouble in our factory?" The people in the carriage had nothing to do, so as soon as the car started, they began to talk about Yan Wenming.

"He just likes to make a fool of himself. He is the craziest young man in our village." Someone immediately responded.

"You can't say that. He just came from the countryside. He can't be considered a young man in our village. Don't bring bad luck to our village." As soon as the other person next to him finished speaking, everyone laughed heartily.

But in the happy atmosphere, Jiang Panhua, who was sitting at the edge of the truck bed, had a sullen face and looked unhappy.