Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Pretty Girl Warrior: [You actually managed to get Song Shiye, the heir to the most wealthy family in Beijing, so impressive, sister. You're doing great things without making a sound.]

Su Ruonan: ……

Pretty Girl Warrior: [Tell me, when did you two fall in love with each other?]

Su Ruonan briefly explained the matter to Chu Yanshu.

Beautiful Girl Warrior: [Nannan, are you sure you don't regret getting married to Song Shiye?]

Seeing the words sent by Chu Yanshu, Su Ruonan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

She recalled every moment she spent with Jiang Mingyu. They had been in a relationship for three years, but eventually discovered each other's hidden true colors.

If she hadn't overheard the conversation between Jiang Mingyu and his friend, she might still be kept in the dark and continue to be deceived. As for how long she would be deceived, she had no idea, maybe a few years, maybe a lifetime.

Whether it is love or marriage, it is like a thrilling gamble. People's hearts change rapidly, and no one can guarantee that the love at this moment will last a lifetime. In this case, why bother thinking so much? All you can do is to do your best in the present.

The flowers in the south of the city have bloomed: [No regrets]

Beautiful Girl Warrior: [Nannan, I support your decision at all times.]

Just when Su Ruonan was deeply moved, Chu Yanshu's words instantly destroyed the beautiful atmosphere.

Pretty Girl Warrior: [That's Song Shiye, sister, you're not wronged. Not only is he handsome, he's got a great figure too. They say men with straight noses are great in that area. Is he good enough? He'll make you very happy.]

What kind of talk is this.

Chu Yanshu's words made Xiaobai blush. He lowered his head and pretended to be calm, fearing that Song Shiye would notice something was wrong with him.

Flowers in the South of the City are already blooming: [How should I know? We just got our marriage certificate today.]

Beautiful Girl Warrior: [Okay, then tell me the answer tomorrow.]

Su Ruonan didn't know why Chu Yanshu was so curious about Song Shiye's ability in that area, so she quickly changed the subject. The two chatted for a few sentences and then stopped talking.

When Su Ruonan looked out the window again, she found that she had arrived at the community where she lived.

Su Ruonan unbuckled the safety buckle, pushed open the car door and walked out.

Bending down, he looked at the man who was still driving: "I'm going back first. Be careful on the road."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shiye pushed open the car door and walked around from the front of the car with graceful movements.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining a charming arc, and a barely perceptible smile flickered in her dark and deep eyes. Her tone was casual but firm: "Mrs. Song, I have no plans to separate after marriage."

When Su Ruonan heard this, her heart was shocked. She realized as if she had just woken up from a dream that she and Song Shiye were already married and they would live together after marriage. This reality caught her off guard.

Su Ruonan's cheeks flushed involuntarily. She lowered her head and replied softly with a little shyness: "Yes, I know."

"So, does Mrs. Song plan to move today or in a few days?"

Hmm? Is Song Shiye planning to give himself a few days to adapt?

The longer it can be delayed, the better. Su Ruonan is now completely ostrich-minded. She will wait until the day she really has to move. At least she can still enjoy a few more days of single life.

Just when Su Ruonan was still feeling thankful for this, Song Shiye's words quickly shattered her beautiful dream: "Mrs. Song, when I say moving, I mean your luggage, not you."

Su Ruonan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Why did this person speak like this, gasping for breath? Couldn't he finish speaking in one go?

Those eyes, as lively as a deer, were slightly blurred, staring at Song Shiye with a little anger. Their eyes were wide open, but they didn't look lethal, as if they were acting coquettishly to their lover.

Even Su Ruonan herself didn't notice that her attitude towards Song Shiye had been quietly changing since some time. She, who had always been cautious, now dared to lose her temper with Song Shiye.

As if seeing through Su Ruonan's inner thoughts, her gentle voice was filled with a smile, as if whispering: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Song, I was wrong. You can punish me however you want."

Su Ruonan looked around, but didn't look at Song Shiye. Then, she turned around and walked into the community first.

Su Ruonan had just moved into this house and most of her luggage was still at school, so the rental house only had seasonal clothes and some daily necessities.

The contract for the house is for one year, and it will expire in a few months. It is impossible to cancel the lease now. Su Ruonan decided to simply pack a few sets of clothes and commonly used skin care products and take them away. The other items will be left here temporarily and she will come back to pick them up when she has time in the future.

If you don't have much stuff, one suitcase will do the trick.

Song Shiye has many properties in Beijing, but the only ones he lives in permanently are Nanyu Villa and Haoting Dijing next to the CBD.

Most of the time I live in Nanyu Villa, which is far away from the city. Occasionally, when I work overtime until late, I will live in the large flat in Haoting Dijing.

Song Shiye thought about it and decided that the two of them would temporarily live in a large flat in Haoting Dijing, which was right next to the CBD and close to Su Ruonan's workplace, so that she could have more time to rest every day.

No matter how low-key a luxury car is, it will still attract people's attention, especially in an old and dilapidated community like the one where Su Ruonan lives. There are some local people in the community who drive better cars, but compared with Song Shiye's car, they are not worth mentioning.

The two's outstanding appearance and luxury cars quickly attracted the attention of retired uncles and aunts in the community.

Although Su Ruonan had only lived here a short time, she was cute and well-behaved, and very polite. Whenever she met the elderly downstairs chatting, she would greet them warmly. Therefore, some people still knew Su Ruonan, who lived on the sixth floor.

"Little girl, are you going on a trip?" Grandma Zhang on the first floor looked at them lovingly, her eyes constantly scanning Song Shiye. They only had a suitcase beside them, and it looked like they were indeed going on a trip.

Perhaps they would never see each other again. Su Ruonan didn't want to explain too much about her personal affairs to others, so she just responded softly: "Yeah."

At this time, Grandma Zhang smiled and said, "This must be your boyfriend, he's so handsome!"

"Yes, he is me." Before Su Ruonan could answer, Song Shiye answered Grandma Zhang's question first: "I am his husband, and we are married."