The next day.

After breakfast, Yan Ziyuan stood downstairs in new clothes, patiently waiting for Song Fuyu who was dressing up in the room.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Zijun looked at his younger brother in this state and asked in confusion.

Just now when he went next door to find his father, he was standing at the door. When he came back after the conversation, he was still standing there, like he was on guard.

"Wait for my wife to come down."

"You don't have to stand there and wait. I see you've been standing there for quite a while."

"I don't want to sit."

The main reason why he didn't sit was that he didn't want to leave marks on his clothes. Later they were going to take photos of his and Xiaoyu's wedding, which had special significance, so he had to look his best.

When the time comes, I will print out the photos and hang them on the wall of my bedroom so I can see them every day. It makes me happy just thinking about it.

About half an hour later, Song Fuyu came down from upstairs.

She dressed up carefully today for taking photos.

She wore a white shirt and a light grey sweater underneath the dark coat, and a green long skirt similar to a military uniform.

She tied her hair into two braids that looked lazy but were actually exquisite.

I haven't tied my hair up for a long time. The first time I did it, the result wasn't very good, so I took it apart and tied it again, which delayed me a little.

"I'm fine, let's go."

"Wife, you look so beautiful today."

I've seen her many times before, but today feels different.

He couldn't find any suitable words to describe it, it just looked beautiful.

"Wasn't I beautiful yesterday?"

"She's also beautiful, but she looks even prettier today. I can't take my eyes off her."

"Look at you!"

Song Fuyu patted him gently and moved his eyes away from her face.

"How are we going to get there today?"

"Uncle Wu has taken my elder sister and the others out. Now I have to ride my bicycle to take you there."

"Biking? It's so cold?"

"No, wait a minute, I'll go to grandma's and get you a pair of grandpa's gloves."

She was wrapped tightly from head to toe, and could hide behind him to avoid the wind. But Yan Ziyuan was not wearing thick clothes, so he didn't want to wear a hat or scarf. When he rode to the photo studio, no matter how upright and fearless he was, his hands would definitely be frozen.

Yan Ziyuan wanted to say no, because when he was in the army he only wore two pieces of clothes every day, and he was already used to this kind of temperature.

But at this time, Xiao Yu wouldn't listen at all.

Because there is a kind of coldness where your wife feels you are cold, and if you resist you will be beaten.

Not forcing him to wear a hat and scarf was probably her final compromise.

After supervising him to put on gloves, Song Fuyu sat in the back of the car and hugged his waist tightly.

"I'm riding a bicycle now. You were standing downstairs waiting for me just now. Wasn't that for nothing?"

He discovered this while he was pushing his bike and waiting for her to get her gloves.

There was no other way. Uncle Wu was not there, and it would take them at least an hour and a half to walk there. Although riding a bike was cold, it would be much faster.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the compound, Song Fuyu unexpectedly saw Yu Anqi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Today, Yu Anqi looked more haggard than ever before, as if she had suddenly grown several years older.

Yu Anqi saw Song Fuyu sitting on the back seat of Yan Ziyuan's bicycle, hugging his waist intimately, with a very complicated expression on her face.

There is jealousy, reluctance, and resignation...

What puzzled her the most was that she thought she was not inferior to Song Fuyu in any aspect. Even in terms of family background, she and Yan Ziyuan were clearly a perfect match. However, he would rather choose Song Fuyu, whose father was a murderer, than even look at her.

They are the real childhood sweethearts, who grew up together! They are the couple that should be together!

It's not that Yan Ziyuan didn't see Yu Anqi, but he didn't want to stop the car to say hello. He didn't even want Song Fuyu to see that she was unhappy, so he pedaled faster instead of slower.

"She seems old."

When he could no longer see Yu Anqi, Song Fuyu sighed.

"She must have realized the feeling that no one is holding her in the center anymore."

This is how their circle is, they flatter the powerful and look down on the weak.

When your family is at the forefront of power, there will naturally be a large number of people who are not as good as your family vying to surround you. At this time, you will find that everyone around you is a good person. Everyone will keep trying to please you and say things that make you happy.

However, once your family shows signs of decline, especially when it is targeted by other big families, the people who surrounded it before will disappear in an instant. Even if you humble yourself and try to please them, they may not pay any attention to you.

Not only that, there is a great possibility that the people who have been very good to you and the people who have stepped on you the most are the same people.

"Didn't they say before that the Yu family wanted to marry into the Li family?"

"That was before."

"Even if the Yu family gave half of their property as a dowry, the Li family would not care. They are a neutral family to begin with. At this critical moment, they will only avoid risks and stay as far away as possible."

"The Yu family relocated Yu Anqi to a family outside the compound, and she agreed."

"She wants to stay in Jing City?"

"Um."

If she doesn't agree, she will eventually have no choice but to follow Mr. Yu back to his hometown.

If Song Fuyu had a choice, she would rather go back to her hometown with him than get married at this time.

Marrying into the husband's family would mean the complete ruin of the family. Unless the husband's family members are extremely good people, it is very likely that one will be looked down upon all his life and have to endure unpleasant words from outsiders from time to time.

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