The Richest Man Yang Fei

Seeing that Yang Feijun's brows were frowning, Su Tong swayed slightly, hopped his feet, and said with a coquettish smile: "Okay, I know I was wrong, and I won't leave little Susu behind and go to the meeting alone. Don't be angry, okay? Let's go back? It's so cold here. Let's work harder at night and have a second child! In this way, I will have an excuse to tell the leader in the future that I can't attend the meeting!"

Yang Fei really couldn't say anything that hurt her.

This woman wants to have a second child with you!

He was thinking of breaking up with her?

Yang Fei couldn't do this kind of thing.

Moreover, when she is not by his side, he may consider his own interests more.

But when she stood in front of him vividly, sticking to his body with warmth like jade, he found that he still loved her from the bottom of his heart.

If we didn't love each other, we wouldn't be together in the first place.

Although it is human nature to seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

But people have feelings, if they choose between feelings and reason, more people will prefer feelings.

If everyone handled everything rationally, then this world would be a bit boring, wouldn't it?

It is precisely because of the existence of many emotional people, and with the love of women here, this world, this world, becomes splendid and magnificent.

Yang Fei sighed lightly.

He kissed Su Tong lightly on the forehead, and said softly, "Let's go home."

"Don't you still want to discuss the wedding with me?" Su Tong softened happily in his arms.

She was like warmed sugar, sticking to Yang Fei's body, and she couldn't bear to part again.

Yang Fei said: "Let me handle the wedding! You have to work and take care of your children. It's hard enough."

"Well, anyway, you won't treat me badly! I know it!" Su Tong giggled.

The two walked down the mountain.

Yang Fei's words aroused Su Tong's fantasy about the wedding.

Every girl has a unique wedding in her heart, right?

Including a world-famous beautiful island, all the guests come on luxury yachts or private jets, celebrities and idols sing for the wedding, famous comedians sing for the wedding, dignitaries from both political and business circles present the most beautiful gifts one after another. And, it was full of flowers, white doves and colored balls were lifted into the sky at the same time, covering the sky above the wedding ceremony. Witnessed by both parents, the lover put a diamond ring the size of a dove egg on the bride's ring finger...

Su Tong had also fantasized about such a wedding!

With Yang Fei's current financial situation, he can indeed promise her such a luxurious wedding.

However, she is a pragmatic person.

She said to Yang Fei:

"If the date is confirmed, then I can notify my relatives and friends now. Didn't you say that you want to call the classmates from the chemical school? You need to notify in advance. After graduation, everyone is in different places. They have never had a meeting. They have to be called Together, it is also difficult."

"As much as you can come! As for the date, let's set it on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month!"

"The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month is New Year's Eve! Our wedding will be on the twenty-eighth, so it's okay! It's just the day before the New Year's Eve."

"That's right, just after the wedding, it will be Chinese New Year."

"There are many guests from far away, I'm afraid they have to go home for the New Year."

"If they want, they can also stay in Peach Blossom Village and travel for the New Year."

"You, even getting married has to be calculated."

"Hahaha!"

Su Tong said: "How about the sixth day of the first month? Or the eighth day?"

Yang Fei said: "After the year, the traffic will be even more congested. On the contrary, it was the day before the year before,

The traffic pressure is less. "

Su Tong said: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Did you cancel the certificate with her?"

Yang Fei was startled, knowing what she was talking about, and said: "I will find her and go through the formalities."

Su Tong said: "I'm fine. Anyway, I know that you are applying for a certificate for fun. But people's words are terrible. If you are exposed by reporters who don't know the inside story, it will be bad for your reputation."

Thinking of this, Yang Fei also had a headache.

He contacted Chen Ruoling more than once, but she always heard nothing from her.

Yang Fei called Chen's house and asked her whereabouts.

The replies from the Chen family are always the same: I have gone abroad, and many countries take turns, and I don't know which country she is in at the moment! What's your business? When she comes back, let her contact you!

If it wasn't for a paper certificate to hold him back, Yang Fei, who manages a lot of things every day, would miss her so much!

While Yang Fei smiled wryly, he couldn't help thinking, why did he agree to help her back then, and what kind of fake marriage did he have with her?

Isn't this making yourself miserable?

Yang Fei and Su Tong were discussing the details of the wedding, and the two hearts that were a little alienated from each other were once again tightly attached to each other.

Life in the village is easy.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Fei lived at home for three days.

When he was about to return to Shanghai, he heard the news that Jiang Ziqiang was promoted!

Yang Fei took Su Tong together and went to the provincial capital to congratulate.

It happened to be the weekend, and Jiang Ziqiang's old and new friends gathered together, and it was very lively.

Among them, welcoming and sending off, the etiquette is cumbersome, so I will not describe them one by one.

In the evening, Jiang Ziqiang and his wife prepared a table for Yang Fei and Su Tong alone.

Jiang Ziqiang's new house has been renovated, but because his daughter is going to school, the house here is close, so he has not moved there.

Wan Aimin said that other parents rented a house near the school to study with them. We might not live nearby, but would we have to move to a distant place?

Therefore, the family discussed to move after Jiang Xiaojia graduated from high school.

At the family banquet, Su Tong smiled and said that he and Yang Fei would have a banquet at the end of the year, and formally invited Jiang Ziqiang and his wife.

Wan Aimin was startled when she heard this: "Yang Fei, are you really going to get married?"

Yang Fei laughed and said, "Yes, Miss Wan."

Jiang Ziqiang nodded and said, "That's right, you are getting older, and the long-distance love race should be over, so you can't just put it off all the time, can you?"

Jiang Xiaojia pouted and said, "Brother Yang Fei, you said you would wait for me!"

A table of people laughed in astonishment.

Su Tong only regarded her as a girl's naive words, and didn't pay attention to them.

Yang Fei reached out and touched Jiang Xiaojia's head, and said with a smile, "Xiao Jia, you are still a child! When you grow up, you will meet a better boy than me."

Jiang Xiaojia said aggrievedly: "No way! I think those boys are all children! There will never be a man as good as you again!"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed again.

Wan Aimin has always had this kind of thought in his heart, but at this moment he finally realized that the matter of children is not in the slightest.

She shook her head helplessly, stopped thinking about it, and raised her glass to congratulate Su Tong.

After dinner, Yang Fei and Su Tong lived in the house next door and did not go back to the villa.

Su Tong rarely came to Yang Fei's house, especially when she came here once and found other girls' hair in the house, she avoided it even more on purpose.

It's been a long time since that incident, and she has long since forgotten it.

However, when she walked into the room and smelled a faint fragrance, the latent memories suddenly came to her mind.

"Yang Fei, how can there be a woman's fragrance in this room?" She shrugged her pretty nose.

"Where is it? I haven't come here for a long time. It's cold and cold, and I don't even have popularity. Where does the fragrance come from?" Yang Fei gently scratched her nose, "Your nose belongs to a dog, right? "

Su Tong knew that he was telling the truth, but she also trusted her intuition, looked around, and walked to the guest bedroom.