[Era + Military Marriage + Darkly Critical Father-Criticizing Family + Bright and Dark-Hearted Beauty]
A car crash sends Song Yiyi into the world of a novel—straight into the life of a trag...
Gu Chengze said in a gentle voice, "Fortunately, we haven't gotten married yet. It's better to see the family clearly now than to find out after we get married. It's a good thing."
He actually felt bad too.
Gu Cheng felt a little guilty. If he hadn't introduced Cen Bowen to Song Yiyi, none of this mess would have happened.
My sister doesn't have to suffer like this.
At that time, listening to Cen Bowen complaining about his sister, Gu Cheng wanted to kill him.
Song Yiyi said nonchalantly, "I'm fine. I'm not sad. I didn't want to get married in the first place. It was your father who didn't know people well and almost got me into trouble."
Song Minghui: “…”
His face darkened again.
Song Yiyi doesn't care.
When Song Minghui forced her to get married like a devil, he never thought about her feelings.
Besides, if she hadn't transmigrated into the book, the original owner would have foolishly married and ended up with an unclear ending.
Song Yiyi said with a blatantly sarcastic tone, "Some people say he's a father and wouldn't harm his daughter. It turns out he wasn't the one pushed into the fire, and since the fire doesn't burn him, he won't feel any pain. Bring all the trash home. If you have too much free time, why not just open a scrap collection station? You can also create wealth for your children. That way, it won't be in vain."
Song Minghui almost overturned the table.
Cai Mengjun quickly grabbed him and tried to smooth things over: "Yiyi, come here. I'm sorry for making you suffer today. Come and eat the chicken leg."
"Thank you, Mom!"
Song Yiyi smiled brightly.
Gu Cheng helped Song Minghui fill up his glass, and poured a glass for himself and Cen Yue.
He didn't comfort Song Minghui, but just said, "Dad, have a drink?"
Song Minghui was already depressed, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
He couldn't drink much, and after one glass his face turned red and he began to enter a trance.
Gu Chengze filled his glass again.
"Cheng Ze, that's enough. Your dad can't drink."
Cai Mengjun repeatedly advised, "You kid, why are you acting weird every day?"
She just thought Gu Cheng was angry.
After all, Yiyi is his sister who grew up under his care, so it is normal for him to feel sorry for her.
Gu Cheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything. After filling his glass, he picked it up and clinked it with Song Minghui, "Dad, another one!"
Song Minghui swallowed again.
Song Yiyi was concentrating on eating.
She was really hungry. She had a play to watch soon after eating, and most likely she would have to perform on stage, so she needed to have enough energy.
This time, Gu Chengze was sitting on Song Yiyi's right, and Cen Yue was sitting on her left.
If she couldn't reach the food, Cen Yue would reach out with his chopsticks and pick it up for her before she could.
Song Yiyi blinked and looked at Cen Yue with a puzzled look.
Cen Yue raised his eyebrows calmly, "Sister, what else do you want to eat?"
Song Yiyi: “….”
One or two of them were upset.
It's strange to say, she had originally thought of Cen Yue in her plan last night, fearing that the male and female protagonist's cheat would pop up again at the critical moment, and she also thought of a response plan.
In the end, Cen Yuetian...didn't seem to help the male and female protagonists at all?
He even punched Cen Bowen?
The relationship progressed several times more smoothly than she had imagined.
Song Yiyi ate while silently observing Cen Yue.
What other tricks does this cheater have up his sleeve?
Thinking of a possibility, Song Yiyi silently put down the beef that was stuffed into her mouth.
"Why, the beef doesn't taste good?"
Cen Yue's low, mellow and clear voice rang in his ears.
As soon as Song Yiyi raised her head, her eyes met his dark pupils.
Cen Yue sat lazily, his deep gaze fixed on her, the corners of his eyes slowly raised, his long and well-proportioned knuckles resting on the table in front of her.