Chapter 93 Engaged
Chen Ya turned her head and glanced at Feng Lan. She nodded slightly, and the two smiled at each other.
Feng Lan held Chen Ya's hand, feeling mixed emotions, and patted her hand gently.
"I'll be closed tomorrow so I can prepare your wedding attire."
Mrs. Su had a smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. Her eyes fell on Chen Ya's face, and she became more and more satisfied as she looked.
"If there's anything you need my help with, just let me know. Don't hesitate."
She liked Chen Ya from the bottom of her heart, and even her words could not express the slightest hint of smile.
Chen Ya's eyebrows curved, the corners of her mouth curled up, she lowered her head shyly, and nodded slightly.
"good."
She has fair skin, and her cheeks turn a little pink when she is shy.
Su Wenbin chuckled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said something deliberately joking.
"We are all a family from now on, so I'll have to trouble you, Mom, for some things."
His smile was bright and his eyes were full of smiles.
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The whole family knew that Chen Ya was going to get married. San Ya took the initiative to take charge of the matter and spoke to everyone with confidence.
"Mom, take your elder sister to pick out wedding dresses tomorrow. As for this store, leave it to me."
Feng Lan's eyes fell on San Ya's face, her heart filled with pride, and she began to praise her.
"Okay, then leave it to Sanya. Mother will take your eldest sister out."
As soon as they left, San Ya started to pack up, taking out all the things needed to make sweet water, peeling the sweet potatoes, and throwing a few rock sugar into the pot.
At this time, there was a noise outside the door. San Ya wiped her wet hands hurriedly and shouted outside.
"Here I come."
As soon as she walked out, she saw the fat cook was accompanied by a man who looked exactly like him, but younger.
"Why are you here?" San Ya frowned, looking unhappy.
The fat chef sneered and slapped the table hard, causing the dishes and chopsticks on the table to make a slight shaking sound.
"I came to see if your store is going to close down."
His attitude was extremely arrogant, and he spoke in a swaggering tone. He sat on a stool with his legs crossed, and the person behind him was holding a stick.
San Ya frowned, but before she could say anything, the sound of stone came from behind her, and he swung the broom at them.
"If you don't leave me alone, don't even think about bullying San Ya!"
The fat cook was startled and quickly took a few steps back. Fear was revealed in his eyes, and he stared at them with wide eyes.
"Which eye of yours saw me bullying San Ya? Why can't I even sit here with you?"
There was greed in his eyes as he looked San Ya up and down, and he became more and more satisfied.
"Besides, I came here to talk to San Ya about a blind date. Stop pestering me, or I'll beat you to death!"
The fat cook threatened him deliberately. Shitou put down the broom in his hand, sneered, and started to retort angrily.
"Saya, you don't need to go on a blind date with someone like your son. Get out of here!"
What he said was righteous, but unfortunately the fat chef didn't listen at all. He still looked very arrogant and just stared at San Ya.
"Sana, you won't suffer any loss if you follow us. My son is a handsome man, no matter what. Where can you find such a good man?"
The man following behind him looked very much like him, with the flesh on his face piled up in one lump and his body round and plump, looking like a toad.
Hearing this, San Ya's mouth twitched slightly, her eyes were filled with disgust, she put her hands on her waist and started to retort angrily.
"Those two are crazy. They don't even know what kind of character you have. How dare you marry me?"
She narrowed her eyebrows slightly, and there was a dangerous light in her eyes.
When the fat chef heard this, his face became even uglier. He slammed the table angrily, stood up immediately, and looked at San Ya's face with a very fierce look.
"What are you talking about, you damn girl? My son is more than worthy of you. If you don't marry my son, who else do you want to marry?"
He was now like a scoundrel, making a lot of noise at the gate. San Ya was not afraid of him, but she also felt annoyed.
Shitou's brows were furrowed into a shape of "川" (川) with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He opened his mouth and spoke angrily.
"There are plenty of people who can marry San Ya, so stop belittling her here!"
He defended San Ya everywhere, and his words were full of dissatisfaction. The fat chef snorted coldly and scolded San Ya.
"This girl is average-looking, not very pretty, and has no special abilities. Doesn't she still need to rely on men?"
Hearing this, San Ya's face became increasingly gloomy, and there was a hint of displeasure in her tone of voice.
"No matter how good your son is, I don't want him. You'd better give up on this idea and take your son back!"
She spoke righteously, with her hands on her waist. People around her heard the noise and came over to watch the fun, with confusion in their eyes.
When the fat chef heard this, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and his tone of voice was very direct, even with a hint of coldness.
"You're not engaged, and my son is a good match. Why don't you agree?"
He just wanted to force San Ya to marry into their family, and his words and deeds revealed his brutality.
San Ya looked at everyone's puzzled eyes, let out a long breath, and pretended to be very helpless.
"To be honest, I've already been engaged, but I just didn't tell anyone before."
When everyone heard this, they all gasped, and everyone's face showed a look of confusion.
"Stop lying here. Where did your engagement come from?" The fat chef directly exposed the truth, his eyes revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.
Hearing this, San Ya curled her lips slightly, walked silently to the side of the stone, and held his hand.
"Shi Tou is my fiancé. We haven't confirmed it yet, so I haven't been able to tell everyone yet. I'll treat you to wedding candy later."
She spoke righteously. The fat cook was slightly stunned when he heard this. He stood there without saying a word, just looking at her.
"Are you serious?"
After all, if something concerning one's reputation is told to others and ultimately fails to materialize, it would still be somewhat embarrassing.
San Ya nodded, with a smile in her eyes and a very gentle tone of voice.
"How can this be true? Don't bother me again. Take your son and leave!"
Hearing this, the fat chef didn't know what to say. After thinking for a moment, he pulled his son away.
"Come on, Dad will find you a better one. How can a girl like this who is already engaged but doesn't want to tell you about it be a good one?"
Before he left, he didn't forget to pull her down. San Ya was so angry that her face turned ugly and she shouted at his back.
"If you want your son to get married, you'd better be kind!"
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