After all, compared with Cai Mushi and Yan Funing, he still thinks Funing is prettier.
I don’t know how Cai Mushiqing got the reputation of being an outstanding beauty.
He only knew his best friend was beautiful, and his standards were elevated accordingly. If Ci Yi and Cai Mushi had an ugly child, it would be a waste of Ci Yi's handsome face.
Thinking of this, he lowered his voice and said, "Let's go to Chengwen Building tonight."
"No." Fu Ciyi's voice was cold.
"Why not? Nan Yao got married yesterday, and she even gave me expensive gifts. If I were you, I would go and thank you no matter what." With a sigh, he changed the subject, "Nan Yao and I are not destined to be together after all."
Fu Ciyi did not hide it from him, and said with a hint of loneliness: "She has someone beside her."
"Ah, who?"
"Gioco."
"Ah, who else has a face prettier than yours?"
The Duke's Mansion and Fu Jiang said, "Follow the car behind us and don't let them see you."
Yan Funing got into the car and left Yanyan Xinghe with Cai Mushi without saying a word or laughing.
Even Liu Song and his wife were seeing us off with smiles on their faces, which shows that we are very satisfied that a certain man has married into the Yan family.
Yan Fu asked solemnly, "Are you saying that we are only coming to the mansion today to have a reunion dinner?"
Due to inertia, the Duke's body swayed, and he quickly held onto the crossbar of the carriage, muttering, "You said that this couple is really unlucky. One is going to marry the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the other is going to marry Yan Xinghe."
Seeing this, Lu Wenfeng ordered Zhang Tong to drive and follow.
He just cleared his throat and said, "Let's go to the flower hall to talk."
At the end of the shift, although Fu Ciyi said he would not go to Chengwen Building, he still ordered Fu Jiang to drive towards East Third Street.
My butt hurt, so I rubbed it and stood up: "What you said sounds mean, but it's also the truth."
"It's good that you're scared."
The car slowed down immediately.
Realizing that Lu Wenfeng was following him, Fu Ciyi didn't chase him away.
From what we just saw, the smiles on the faces of the Duke and the Duchess show that we are extremely satisfied with Fu Ning.
The two cars followed the Yan family carriage closely and quickly.
The voice was hard and distant.
The heavy thing started to twist, and Yan Funing couldn't hold it at all, so she could only let it fall to the ground.
This person has a very sharp tongue, so he will definitely agree.
"eighteen."
Lu Wenfeng looked closely and found that the girl was Yan Funing.
"Mom, it's quite convenient for you to stay in the restaurant."
I first glanced at Yan Funing, then walked to Yan Cheng's side and called out, "Father."
Hearing this, I was so angry that I kicked the Duke's man.
After saying that, he stuck his head out of the carriage and motioned Zhang Tong to follow.
Yesterday I thought running a restaurant was a mercenary act, but now I have changed my mind.
Watching you calculate the bill slowly and accurately, watching you explain the restaurant's promotional strategy to the waiters with such ease, I sighed at how my uneducated man had grown up to be so outstanding.
Whatever a man wants to do, I will support him as long as I can.
To prevent the Yan family from discovering him, the Duke's Mansion ordered Fu Jiang to slow down the car.
After Yan Bojian helped Duke Yan and his wife into the car, he helped another young girl into the car.
The man's soft big hand rested under Cai Mushi's arm, and he got out of the carriage, which was the carriage of the Duke and his wife.
Peng Langhui scolded her second son: "Don't scare Fu Ning."
Yan Funing saw the big girl in Yan Yingying's arms and asked softly, "Who am I?"
At this moment, Lu Wenfeng's eyes were getting hotter as he looked at the scene across the street through the car window.
But you also have the idea of living in Yan Xinghe. Now living in the restaurant is pretty bad. You can't get busy right away when you wake up every day.
"Lang Ge'er, call me aunt slowly."
Yan Funing knew that Hong Qingyi behind her eyes always cared about Yan Yan'er. Since that was the case, you chose to make things difficult for me and Yan Yan'er. She said to her mother, "Mom, I will listen to you and live outside the house."
"Your son, Yuanlang." Yan Yingying patted her son's back and put him in Yan Funing's arms. "He eats all day long. He's getting tired."
As soon as the big guy landed, he raised his little head to look at you: "Auntie, how old is he?"
With a bang.
The big guy called out in a baby voice: "Auntie."
After saying that, while the other party was not paying attention, he raised his eyebrows provocatively at Hong Qingyi.
Hong Qingyi suddenly said, "Let him live outside the house."
The Duke was already sitting firmly in the car, but I gave him a strong kick and he immediately squatted under the car floor.
Lu Wenfeng was venting his anger.
Fu Jiang turned his head and asked Lu Wenfeng in the car: "Sir, are you going to Yan Xinghe?"
"It's Bad Chen." Yan Funing held the big, special little girl in her arms, smiling with her eyebrows curved. "Da Yuanlang, how old is he?"
Lu Wenfeng's words were spoken.
The voice is tender and soft.
"His brother-in-law is busy with official business at home now and will be back in a while. Let's have a simple meal in Nanyuan today, and then go to the mansion to eat." Peng Langhui patted the back of Yan Funing's hand and whispered softly, "Mother hopes he can live outside the house."
Everyone left the flower hall, and Yan Bojian told the master, "Please invite Master Xiaoduo and Madam Xiaoduo."
Lu Wenfeng quickly lowered his head: "Eat, eat."
"The man is big but the ghost is small." Yan Bojian smiled and shook his head.
"You are seven years old." I stretched out seven big fat fingers and took Yan Funing's hand. "Mother said that he is your real aunt, and you think so too. He is ugly."
When you saw your parents returning with your sister, you hurried to greet them. You thought your son was walking too fast, so you picked him up and walked slowly with him.
"Ci Yi, the person he's talking about is Master Yan Ba. Fu Ning left with us. Should we chase after her?"
Fu Ciyi's eyes, like sharp blades, swept towards Lu Wenfeng: "Do you still want to eat?"
At that time, Peng Langhui also walked towards the flower hall.
Yuan Lang struggled to go up: "Go up and tell him."
I've experienced this before.
Two carriages stopped opposite Chengwen Building on East Third Street. As soon as the carriages stopped, Fu Ciyi and Lu Wenfeng saw several people coming out of the restaurant.
At this moment, Yan Yingying was not at Yanxing Henan Garden.
Lu Wenfeng could endure it no longer, clenched his slender fingers tightly, and punched the wall of the car.
"Yes." Lu Wenfeng spat out the two words hotly.
The streets in Yanxinghe are narrow, only enough for four carriages to run side by side. With so many cars coming and going, and us following so closely, the Yan family members didn't notice anything unusual.
Yan Cheng said "hmm" lightly, but he was worried that Yan Funing had not called him formally yet.
After lunch at the restaurant, the Shi brothers and sisters went back first, and Qingyi and I watched the men busy themselves.
The Master left immediately.
I had already seen it clearly at the door of the restaurant just now, but that idiot from the Duke's Mansion came here to take another look.
After a while, the Yan family's carriage sped away.
Yan Funing glanced at Hong Qingyi secretly.
You are so slow that you have even seen the elders.
Peng Langhui pulled Yan Funing to sit down and said, "We have to stay outside today. I had the yard swept last night and it's been swept again today. I'll go check later to see if there's anything missing."
But there are still few people here at the moment, and I am in a bad mood to bring up that topic.
The Duke's Mansion had not yet boarded his own carriage, but when he got off the Fu family's carriage, he suddenly felt the carriage shaking.
The result is still the same?
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