Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Song Jiu’s words are sentimental and are also spoken.

However, the speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

Ye Yin listened to it, the position of the chest moved slightly, and there seemed to be any idea in the bottom of my heart to break through.

When she first asked Jingboyuan why she was exempt from gifts, Jingboyuan did not respond positively.

Listening to Song Jiu’s saying that she seems to understand something.

Jingboyuan is a businessman. What merchants are best at is to use all available resources to create maximum value at the lowest cost.

Marriage and reception, although not confusing with the business, but the benefits are not at your fingertips, obviously not what Jingboyuan such a heavy businessman will do.

To allow him to give up this benefit, there must be a greater benefit than this to prompt him to do so.

Will it be said by Song Jiu for the sake of taking care of her face?

There is a certain fact that it is undeniable that the guests who come to participate in Ye’s wedding ceremony can’t compare the economic conditions with the guests who come to Jingboyuan’s wedding. At that time, the amount of the two people will not be much different. Will definitely chew the tongue.

If you get such a gift, there is no comparison, so there is no harm.

Thinking, Ye Yuanxin originally felt that the chest that was full and rising was getting fuller.

In Jingbo Yuan’s view, taking care of her face is more important than interest, is it?

"Heart? What do you want? Speak to you." Song Jiu sees Ye Yinxin lost his heart and reaches out and shakes her eyes.

The leaves are sitting on the sofa with their legs crossed, holding a pink pillow in their arms, and looking back at Song for a long time, "What's wrong?"

"I said that I want to go to the bar for the last bachelor party tonight. After tomorrow, you are a married woman. I don't want to play." Song Jiu was very excited.

"No." Without waiting for Ye to refuse, Dou Weier said: "With your heart, you can't go to that place."

Wen Yan, Song Jiu patted his head, "Forgot this thing." Silently, she said: "Would you like to go shopping in the afternoon? Staying at the hotel, I will be stuffy"

She is a temper who can't wait.

Song Jiu’s gaze fell on the belly where Ye’s heart was not yet revealed. “Can you? If it’s not okay, I don’t have to go out.”

Ye thought about it and said: "Uncles and uncles are all coming to Beijing for the first time. Take them out for a walk in the afternoon."

Song Jiuyi, "Okay, good."

Dou Weier squatted on the back of the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand, not knowing what to look at.

At eleven o'clock, the group had lunch at the hotel dining area.

After lunch, Ye plunged to call Master Lu. After less than ten minutes, Master Lu drove a black Volvo, not a luxury car, winning more seats.

Ye has never seen Jingboyuan have this car, I want to come out for their group to go out specially prepared, she smiled, the eyebrows eyebrows because the man's thoughtful dyed sweet.

The car goes to a large shopping mall near the hotel.

After a round trip, Ye Yuanxin bought Song and Mother Song to buy a new set from head to toe.

The two elders came to Beijing for the first time and could not let people go back empty-handed.

After buying the clothes, Ye Yinxin let Master Lu go to the city center, with two elders to see the landmark buildings in Beijing, **.

Song and Song mothers had only seen it on television before. At this time, they stood on the square and looked up at the tower. The portraits were hanging high and the red flags were flying. They felt a sense of reverence and enthusiasm. The two elders had sour nose. .

Ye Yinxin wanted to take them to the temple fair. Dou Weier worried about her body and asked Master Lu to send her back to the hotel to rest. She took a taxi and went to the temple fair with her.

Ye Qingxin is indeed a little tired, did not insist, take Ye Xiangguo to the car back to the hotel.

When Black Volvo stopped at the entrance of the hotel, it was almost four o'clock and the sun was slanting.

She got off the bus and walked to the door of the hotel. She stopped and looked back. I don’t know if it was an illusion. She had the illusion of being stared at. It was very familiar and reminded her of the last time. Pregnancy, before Yu Qingyou pushed down the abortion, she had a similar feeling.

There is nothing unusual behind him.

Ye Yinxin stood at the door for a few seconds, leaned against Ye’s side and took his arm into the hotel.

Back to the room, the leaves were tight and the nerves were loose. After a while, the cup of honey and citron tea came up, and the leaves poured out and sipped while screaming.

I don't know how long it took in the past, the landline in the room suddenly rang.

I picked it up late and listened to the words inside. I turned my head and said to the leaves: "Mrs. I call the front desk and say that Mrs. Yan is coming to you."

Ye sighed and said: "I am going down now."

Putting down the cup and getting up to the door, suddenly remembering something, she turned and shouted Ye Qingguo, "Xiaoguo, with her sister downstairs to meet Yan Grandma."

Ye Xiangguo is watching cartoons and is not very happy.

"Sister rewards you with two pieces of chocolate." Ye Yinxin made a killer.

Ye Qingguo's two big eyes lit up, and when he got up, he ran over and took the initiative to put his arms up to the leaves. The voice was clear: "Go, my sister."

Ye looked at the small appearance that he was bought by two pieces of chocolate. He felt cute and a little dazed.

Raised his hand and touched his short hair, smiled and reached for his arm.

Going downstairs and seeing the sights in the hotel lobby, Ye was stunned.

Mrs. Yan’s wife followed Song Yuting. Behind them, there were more than a dozen people in their hands or squatting or holding red objects.

Ye Qingxin vaguely understands what those are, and fixes the gods. She spreads the leaves and pours the country, and goes forward with two steps of greetings: "Yang Grandma."

Mrs. Yan’s smile, her face is gentle and kind, holding her hands in her hands and saying, “Which room are you in? We went to your room and said.”

Ye Yin felt that the palm of the old man was a little rough, and the fullness was the trace of the years.

A group of people went upstairs, the original empty living room, suddenly filled with festive red objects.

"Yang Grandma" leaves her eyes on the objects, and her eyes are slightly reddish. These things are full of affection, the elderly do not say, she also understands.

"Good boy." Mrs. Yan always took the hand of Ye Yinxin. She couldn’t say why. When she thought of Ye’s heart to marry, there was a strong reluctance and embarrassment in her heart.

Like the mood of marrying a daughter that year.

"I know to give you a valuable dowry, you must deny it, these are not expensive, it is a grandmother's wish, you should not refuse." Mrs. Yan raised her hand and put a drop of hair falling from the ear to the ear. Later, said: "This girl is married, the dowry does not have to be a lot, but it must be. This is the rule passed down by the ancestors. If you have no parents and family to give you this, you will treat your grandmother as a relative."

"Thank you, Grandma Yan." Ye Qingxin did not reject the kindness of the elderly.

"I saw you last year, you are still a child. If you blink your eyes, you have to marry." Mrs. Yan looked at Ye’s heart, and she couldn’t see enough. In the muddy eyes, she was filled with joy and sadness.

"If Ayuan feels bullying you in the future, you will tell Grandma, Grandma will give you a breath."

Ye smiled and said: "Okay."

In the evening, the old lady stayed at the hotel for dinner, and Ye Yinxin sent her to the hotel door, watching her get out of the car, waiting for the car to disappear at the limit of sight, and the leaves turned and turned.

Ye Chuiguo stood on the porch steps behind her, looked up straight ahead, his eyebrows were quiet, his eyes were pure, and the golden light shone from the side, so his face was half-bright and half-marked. A few cents of the martial arts, the tip of the eyelashes dyed a layer of gold, and the leaves seemed to see another leaf.

A normal 19-year-old big boy.

"Small country?" Ye Yinxin slightly tilted his head and shouted.

Ye Dianguo regained his gaze and looked down at the same time, stretching his fingers across the wide road. "Sister, there are a lot of people playing there."

Opposite the hotel is a small square with a fountain. At this time, the fountain is not sprayed with water. There are several young boys who are ten years old playing there and playing with the monkeys.

Ye looked at Ye’s eyes and expressed his desire to join them. I didn’t know what it was. For a moment, she smiled and said, “Sister is tired, wants to sleep, can we go back?”

Ye Dianguo took back the hand across the road, dropped the eyelashes, and put both hands into the pocket of the down jacket, whispered, "Okay."

There was disappointment in the voice.

He said, he turned and walked to the hotel lobby. He took two steps. He stopped and lifted his right elbow. He said, "Sister's arm."

He is letting Ye fall in love with him, but he does not know what the movement of the leaf's arm through his arm is unclear.

Ye Yinxin could understand, and he took his arm forward and said, "This action is called arming. You can say that I will hold my arm next time."

Ye Qingguo seems to understand and nostalgic.

The two said as they walked over to the elevator.

Not paying attention behind them, a woman wearing a black coat and a mask of sunglasses entered the hotel lobby behind them.

The greetings from the hotel staff came one after another.

The woman in a black coat is wearing flat shoes and has no sound at all. The left hand is holding a high-grade dark gray handbag in front of her, and her right hand is in the bag. It seems to be licking something, but it has been delayed.

There is a three-meter-wide aisle in the lobby to the elevator. At this time, when there are few hotel guests, there is no one in the aisle.

Ye Qingxin and Ye Dingguo went to the entrance of the aisle, and the black coat woman behind her stepped up. The eyes behind the sunglasses were fixed on the leaves, and the hands in the bag slowly pulled out. The lights passed everywhere, and the light was clear. flash.

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Zhuang Weiren looked down at the woman who suddenly rushed into her arms. The abnormal body temperature showed that she was taken medicine.

"Want to let me sleep?" The cool breath of the man sprayed on the woman, very comfortable.

The woman looked confused and looked at the half-baked man in front of her. Instead of finding an unfamiliar man to sleep, it would be better to find a half-cooked one.

The little head is a little bit.

The man faintly pulled his lips, "Be my bed partner." A pair of people who did not agree to leave at any time.

The woman’s head is getting dizzy and eventually lingers in the man’s arms.