A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

When the car drove into the Zhuang family compound, Huo Yan's heart became heavy.

This time when he went to the Zhuang family, there were several new members, including Zhuang's aunt, Zhuang Jinse, Ji Wuwei's mother Zhuang Yu Nuan, and his father.

Huo Yan sat closely next to Zhuang Zhoucheng, being exceptionally gentle and well-behaved, listening quietly to everyone's words, just like a porcelain doll placed next to Zhuang Zhoucheng.

In the evening, Huo Yan met Ji Wuwei's fiancée, who was said to be a rich lady from a good family background.

Huo Yan looked at the girl. She was not very old, with a very friendly chubby face, big eyes and long hair.

Zhuang Jinse looked at her nephew's wife who came over to say hello, and suddenly turned to look at Huo Yan:

"Oh, the daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law our Zhuang family married into the family are sisters, right? If we go out and admit it, it's possible that they might be mistaken."

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't look at An Jinyu directly. He held Huo Yan's hand and rubbed her round fingertips. He was having fun. When he heard Zhuang Jinse say this, he raised his eyes to look at Ji Wuwei's wife, glanced at her lightly, and said calmly:

“I don’t think they are similar.”

Blind?

Obviously, the one he has is much more delicate and beautiful.

same?

Not even close!

Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's hand with a smile, rubbed it, and looked at Huo Yan:

"Who do you think this child looks like?"

Huo Yan was slightly stunned, then looked at An Jinyu:

"Is it me?"

No wonder she looked familiar, it turns out she looks like her.

However, when you look at others, you need to be more careful and objective than when others look at you.

Huo Yan didn't think they were really that similar, just the general shape. She used to have long hair too, and while their facial features looked similar at first glance, they changed with a closer look. Huo Yan had large eyes, while An Jinyu's were a bit narrow. Her face was thinner than Huo Yan's, a classic oval face. Huo Yan's face was an inverted heart shape, with a bit of baby fat and a pouty mouth, very different from An Jinyu's diamond-shaped face.

They have similar temperaments and dress in the same style.

Huo Yan made a comparison in her mind. Well, very good, she still thought she was prettier.

Suddenly he turned around and raised his hand to block Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes:

"Why are you staring at me?"

Isn’t his wife sitting next to him?

Men have eyes, but they always look at other people's wives. Do they have any shame?

Zhuang Zhoucheng was slightly stunned. Is this little beast jealous?

He pulled Huo Yan's hand away, kissed her palm, and leaned close to her ear:

"Let me see who is prettier, my wife or my nephew's wife."

Huo Yan covered her ears. The hot air made her ears itchy and uncomfortable.

"I look better, right?" Huo Yan asked Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, pinched her face, and said with a smile:

"Can't you be more humble?"

Huo Yan looked at him in confusion, "But what I said is the truth."

"Yes, you are the best. Thank you, mother-in-law, for giving birth to such a charming daughter for me." Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's hand and whispered in agreement.

Huo Yan thought about it and felt that it was true. He should be grateful.

There were quite a few people sitting in the hall. Although Zhuang Zhoucheng's status in the Zhuang family was highly regarded, he was not the protagonist at the moment, so not many people noticed the two of them whispering to each other in private.

An Jinyu greeted everyone one by one. Tomorrow's engagement ceremony will be Western-style, so she has to greet the elders first today and not be impolite.

Huo Yan saw that almost everyone gave red envelopes to An Jinyu, so he moved closer to Zhuang Zhoucheng and asked quietly:

"I gave a red envelope when I got engaged. Do I need to give one more when I get married?"

"Yes." Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded.

"But I..."

She wanted to say, why didn't anyone give it to her?

Zhuang Zhoucheng felt a surge of guilt in his heart, and he knew what she had said, so he held Huo Yan's hand tightly.

"What's this little red envelope? We don't want it. Do you know what the big gift your husband gave you is? Huh?" Zhuang Zhoucheng stared into Huo Yan's eyes and asked her.

Huo Yan blushed when he called himself "husband", and her eyes suddenly became a little distracted. Now she didn't sound as disgusted as she did at first, maybe just like everyone else.

At first she was so disgusted with Zhuang Zhoucheng, but now she feels that they can actually get along happily.

This is thanks to Zhuang Zhoucheng who often "inadvertently" reminds her who he is to her.

Huo Yan buried his face and whispered:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, you owe me a lot of gifts, you must have forgotten..."

"I haven't forgotten the wedding gift. Guess what it is?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again.