Song Yiyi was picked up and taken home from the social gathering.

When she saw the lock on the door, she realized that Gu Chengze had not returned.

She didn't sleep well that night.

Especially my stomach, I don’t know what happened, I felt uncomfortable all night.

Song Yiyi got up early in the morning and cooked porridge.

She thought about taking the initiative to go to the army to find Gu Chengze, but then she felt that she shouldn't do so.

Gu Chengze didn't come back because he didn't want to see her.

After drinking her porridge, Song Yiyi stayed at home reading a book, and the sisters-in-law and aunts in the compound came to her house on time.

Not surprising.

It would be strange if they didn’t come after such a big news broke yesterday.

A group of people, led by Aunt Wang, looked at Song Yiyi with fiery eyes.

Song Yiyi took a sip of hot water and said, "Ask whatever you want to ask."

Several people looked at each other and said, "Yiyi, why do you look so bad? Are you sick?"

She looked full of energy in the past.

㫇天 was obviously wilted.

Song Yiyi waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I just have a stomachache. I'll just drink some hot water."

An auntie exclaimed, "Oh!" and slapped her thigh, her face full of gossip: "Yiyi, are you scared?"

Song Yiyi: "Aunt, where did you get this from?"

Is there anything else she is afraid of?

Several people looked mysterious.

Aunt Wang leaned closer to her. Even though she knew no one at home could hear her, she lowered her voice before asking, "Did Cen Xiwei force you to marry him?"

Before Song Yiyi could say anything, the aunt who said she was frightened said, "My youngest son is a doctor. When I had stomach discomfort before, he told me it was because I was too nervous and overthinking. He also said that your stomach knows whether you are happy or not. That's what he meant!"

After she finished speaking, Song Yiyi also remembered.

I saw it online before, saying that the stomach is an organ of emotions.

The nerve that controls the stomach is a kind of tongue-sensing nerve, and emotions can cause nerve dysfunction.

Seeing Song Yiyi was thoughtful.

Several sisters-in-law and aunts took turns comforting her.

"Yiyi, you... you've been married before, so you should be more open-minded."

"Yeah, Cen Qien appointed him...at least he meets your requirements!"

There's really nothing much to praise, and the sisters-in-law and aunts racked their brains to come up with this one advantage.

They all looked at the quiet staff officer's wife and said, "Look at your broken mouth, you're so right!"

The staff officer's wife blushed.

"I...I just said it casually."

How could she know that Cen Yue actually found Song Yiyi.

Song Yiyi was still thinking about the cause of her stomachache.

In the end, there was no conclusion. I always felt that it was the owner's memory that was playing tricks on me again.

Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Aunt, sister-in-law, you're overthinking it. I married Cen Yue voluntarily. He didn't force me."

The main room was quiet for a few seconds.

Aunt Wang spoke first: "Yiyi, you know the aunts are on your side. Everyone treats you as one of their own. There's no need for you to act tough in front of us."

Song Yiyi: “…”

I told you but you didn't believe it.

We can only blame Cen Yue’s image for being so deeply ingrained in people’s minds.

A few people comforted Song Yiyi and continued gossiping: "When are you going to hold the banquet?"

Cen Bo is Cen Yue’s nephew, and his banquets are always so grand.

His uncle Cen Yue must not lose to him.

What's more... he married his nephew's ex-fiancée.

Everyone thought it was amazing.

When I go home and lie in bed at night, I talk about this with my husband.

However, the person at home is the one who keeps all the secrets and no one can say anything nonsense when going out, and no one dares to question or make irresponsible comments.

Song Yiyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this before she said, "I don't think so. We already have the marriage certificate."

She herself doesn't want to do it.

Think about the people in the Cen family again. None of them hopes for the best for Cen Yue, so no one cares about his marriage.

It's a blessing that no one is trying to trip me up from behind.