How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Song's father's wise eyes hit the two of them hard, and they had to admit the fact.

He lowered his head and didn't want to admit it, but all the signs from his eldest son showed it all.

Mother Song was shocked all over, staring at the phone with a dull look in disbelief.

Daughter-in-law?

Song Wenxuan raised a thumbs up to show his father behind his mother. His father looked at him with contempt, and Song Wenxuan suddenly felt that his father had become much taller.

A bit like the head of the family.

Song Wenjing naturally heard what his father whispered over there. He looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that this cheap father could understand what he meant so quickly.

Shen Yu'an leaned on Song Wenjing's legs. Hearing what Song's father said, he became a little nervous. He tugged at his clothes and said silently: "Brother Song...what should I do?"

It felt like being caught cheating on an exam by the invigilator.

Song Wenjing held his hand and patted it, indicating that he should not worry.

Song's mother: "Are you...looking for a girlfriend or a boyfriend? Xiaojing! From childhood to adulthood, you have never made me, your mother, worry."

"You're not that clingy, so I told you that your child is abnormal. I spent so much time and effort to say all these things, but it turns out you were afraid of my disapproval as a mother?"

"You...oh!"

The voice grew louder and louder, and she wanted to object, but the key point was that seeing her eldest son's behavior, he must have already made up his mind.

Finally, he said dejectedly: "Bring her back for the New Year, and let your father and I see what kind of wife you found."

"Humph! If I hadn't asked your boyfriend to come, you wouldn't have to come. If you don't go home for the New Year, you can just stay outside and starve."

"This family can't afford a big Buddha like you."

When Song Wenjing heard what his mother said, he said in a low voice: "Mom~, I..."

“Beep~.”

Before he could finish, the opponent was already dead.

Song Wenjing: “…”

Is there no love anymore? In the past, when we talked on the phone, both parties would talk nicely and hang up reluctantly, but now they just hang up without saying a word.

It turns out that love can really be transferred (｀Δ′)!

Shen Yu'an threw himself on Song Wenjing in surprise, "Brother Song, does Auntie agree with what's going on between us?"

He originally thought it would take several years, but he never expected his aunt to be so open-minded.

Song Wenjing was about to speak with a smile, but unexpectedly Shen Yuan stood up, put on his slippers and ran into the house, "Brother Song, I feel my face is a little dehydrated."

"I need to go over and tinker with this. Remember to call me when it's time for dinner (?＞?＜)☆."

After kidnapping someone's beloved eldest son, she had to do everything she could to make her pretty face look more lively.

What kind of clothes should I wear?

Song Wenjing collapsed on the sofa in frustration, "(???.???)????"

"No...isn't there anyone who wants to pay attention to me?" I originally wanted to kiss An An to celebrate, but now she ran away.

I wanted to act coquettishly to Song's mother, but ended up hanging up the phone.

The system saw the dark cloud above the host's head and ran over happily, "Host, don't you like this ending?"

"Your parents have almost relented and are just waiting for you to bring this boyfriend over. What a great thing! Why not smile?"

Song Wenjing: "Although it was pretty much what I expected, I just felt uncomfortable. I expected him to talk lingeringly, for at least an hour."

"In the end, it took less than ten minutes."

"Also, I was thinking of giving An An a hug and a kiss, ah!"

The system rolled its eyes, "Pretentious!"

Song Wenjing: “…”

When the Chinese New Year was approaching, the two drove back to their hometown. When they arrived, there were three figures waiting at the entrance of the village.

Song Wenjing opened the car door and shouted, "Dad, Mom, Xiaoxuan, we're back."

Father Song nodded cheerfully, "Okay, let's get back to the car and drive home. We'll just follow you. Did anything go wrong on the way here?"

"Your mother has already prepared a table of food and is waiting for you."

Mother Song almost shed tears when she saw her son. "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

Song Wenxuan chattered about what dishes Song's mother had cooked, staring at the co-pilot with sparkling eyes.

The village entrance was only a few steps away from home, so Song Wenjing didn't say much.

When they got home, they got out of the car. Song Wenjing held Shen Yu'an's hand and introduced him: "Mom and Dad, Xiao Xuan, his name is Shen Yu'an, the person I will spend my life with."

He introduced Shen Yu'an: "An'an, call mom and dad, this is my younger brother, Song Wenxuan."

Shen Yu'an: "Dad... Uncle, Aunt, Xiao Xuan, you can call me An'an." He almost wanted to call mom and dad, but luckily he reacted quickly.

Somewhat angrily, he pinched Song Wenjing's waist hard where the three of them couldn't see.

Song Wenjing's expression was a little strange, and he thought to himself: "That's a really heavy blow."

Mother Song rolled her eyes at her eldest son, walked over and held Shen Yu'an's hand, "Ignore him, let's go in first and let them sort it out themselves."

"You are a good child. Call me mom. We are a family from now on. I will call you An An. Are you hungry? Mom has already cooked dinner."

Shen Yu'an agreed. When he was about to reach the door, he looked back and saw Song Wenjing smiling. He waved his hand and asked him to go in quickly.

Song Wenjing and Shen Yu'an stayed in their hometown for about half a month before returning home. A year later, they went abroad to get their marriage certificate.

Song's father, parents, and Song Wenxuan were also present.

They kissed in front of everyone!

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