Song Yiyi shouted at the door in a bad mood: "We're going to have lunch. Why are you rushing me like this? Are you afraid that I won't be able to get married? Then why don't you just find a rope, tie me up and send me over!"

Last night she thought over all the possible scenarios that might happen tomorrow.

Song Yiyi went to bed only after making sure that everything was safe. It was already early morning.

Being messed up by Song Minghui.

Song Yiyi was no longer sleepy and simply got up to have breakfast.

Watching her wash up slowly, and then sit at the square table to drink porridge and peel eggs, Song Minghui moved his lips again.

Cai Mengjun secretly pulled his sleeve, and Song Minghui resisted the urge to preach.

At this time, Gu Cheng pushed open the door and came in.

Cai Mengjun stood up and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Gu Cheng shook his head, "No."

Cai Mengjun went to the kitchen to serve him some food.

Gu Chengze washed his hands and sat down next to Song Yiyi.

Song Yiyi was startled when she looked up, "Brother, whose chicken did you steal last night?"

Gu Cheng looked confused.

Song Yiyi pointed at his face and said, "You have dark circles under your eyes. Has the army been busy these past two days? If you are busy, go and do your own thing. I don't have anything to do here."

Gu Chengze's heart was filled with mixed emotions. He ignored Song Minghui in the main hall and said, "Yiyi, are you sure you want to go? Don't force yourself. If you don't want to go, then don't go. I'll help you make it clear. The Cen family won't bother you anymore. You can get married whenever you want. If you don't want to get married, I..."

"Nonsense."

Song Minghui slammed the table and said, "Cheng Ze, do you know what you are talking about?"

Gu Chengze looked at Song Minghui calmly and answered clearly: "Dad, I know what I'm talking about."

Cai Mengjun heard the noise and came out of the kitchen with porridge. After placing it in front of Gu Chengze, she smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Chengze, eat first. We can go tomorrow. We don't have to set a date. If Yiyi doesn't want to go, just tell them clearly."

The room was quiet for a moment.

Song Minghui got up and went into the house. He came out quickly and slapped the paper in his hand on the square table.

"Our elders have already signed the marriage certificate. We'll go today to discuss the date for the wedding banquet."

The other three people in the room were shocked.

Song Minghui kept this secret from everyone, he didn't even tell Cai Mengjun.

Gu Chengze stood up and reached for the marriage certificate.

Song Minghui picked it up first and said, "I'll keep the marriage certificate."

Song Yiyi was so angry that she laughed, "Song Minghui, you are really great. You have finally understood the meaning of arranged marriage."

Fortunately, she is not the original owner.

The original owner must have been feeling wronged to death.

Cai Mengjun couldn't speak anymore and stammered, "Old Song...you..."

Gu Cheng ignored Song Minghui's objection and wanted to take Song Yiyi away.

The atmosphere in the room was tense for a moment.

This time, Cai Mengjun did not help Song Minghui. "Old Song, this is your fault. No matter what, you shouldn't have arranged a marriage for Yiyi without permission."

Song Minghui's face was ashen, and his attitude was very firm: "She is my daughter, and I am her father. What's wrong with me arranging a marriage for her?"

Song Yiyi was still sitting at the square table, drinking her porridge. She said calmly, "Old man, if I write a letter of denunciation to your school, accusing you of feudal monopoly, you'll probably lose your job, right?"

She has adjusted her mentality now, and no matter what Song Minghui does, she will not find it strange.

The original owner's emotions no longer played a role.