Chapter 198: Make up! We just had a fight, but I love you.
When Wen Yan was taken away by the Wen family, no one in the village knew about it.
They thought Wen Yan didn't graduate from high school and went to work in a big city.
Now that Wen Yan is back and got married without saying a word, Aunt Zhang is very excited.
Wen Yan is young, pretty, and bright. She will probably be someone's mistress in a big city!
Even if she is a mistress, she will definitely marry a rich old man.
How could such a luxurious car be parked in a garden?
Aunt Zhang stretched her neck to look into the main room, and happened to see Mr. Si standing up and stretching his waist.
Aunt Zhang couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Oh my god, that old man should be around 70 years old, right?
Although his temperament is ordinary, but he can be a gentle grandfather, right?
Aunt Zhang looked at Wen Yan's eyes, which immediately turned into contempt.
"Xiao Yan, you are so incompetent. Even a white-bearded old man can fall in love with you. You are too picky. You can do anything for money. Don't come back to the village in the future, otherwise our village will lose face because of you."
Wen Jinglou's face immediately darkened, "Sister Zhang, what nonsense are you talking about? That's my Yanyan's husband, Grandpa."
At this time, Si Moyan, who was looking for a Band-Aid in the car, came over.
Seeing Wen Jinglou's happy face, he frowned slightly, "Father-in-law, what happened?"
Wen Jinglou pointed at Si Moyan and said, "Sister Zhang, look carefully, this is my Yanyan's husband."
Aunt Zhang turned her head sharply to look at the man walking towards her. He was wearing an unbuttoned black woolen coat with a crisp white shirt underneath. His clothes were exquisite and ironed meticulously.
The man was tall and long-legged, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, like a walking clothes rack. He had short black hair and a sharp-edged face, as if it had been carefully carved by a craftsman, and was incredibly handsome and perfect.
When he stood next to Wen Yan, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, a perfect match.
Aunt Zhang opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she heard the child beside her exclaim in surprise, "Boss?"
"What boss?" Aunt Zhang looked confused.
Zhang Hao did not answer Aunt Zhang. He stepped forward tremblingly and stretched out his hand. "Boss, I'm HR Zhang Hao from the real estate company under the Si Group."
Si Moyan looked at Zhang Hao with deep black eyes, "Your mother wants my wife to marry you?"
Zhang Hao's forehead was covered with sweat, and he said in fear and trepidation, "My mother knows that Xiaoyan..."
Before he finished speaking, seeing the boss's face suddenly darken, Zhang Hao immediately changed his words, "My mother knows that Mrs. Si is your wife. I'm really sorry. I hope the boss will be magnanimous and not argue with an ignorant peasant woman."
Zhang Hao stopped talking and winked at Aunt Zhang.
Aunt Zhang saw her son's frightened face turned pale, and heard him calling her "boss" all the time. She knew she was in big trouble.
"Boss Hao, I'm a bit of a chatterbox, I hope you don't mind." Then he looked at Wen Yan again, "Xiao Yan, Aunt Zhang said something wrong before, I apologize to you, okay?"
Wen Yan pursed her lips and said, "I hope Aunt Zhang won't spread rumors in the village."
"Don't worry, I promise I won't say anything."
When Zhang Hao helped Aunt Zhang away, both of his legs were shaking.
How could he have thought that he would meet the big boss of the company when he returned to the village for a vacation?
"Hao, is your boss awesome?"
"Of course, the heir to the richest man in Yecheng."
"You will lose your job, right?"
"As long as Sister Yan considers it, I think she will!"
After Aunt Zhang and Zhang Hao's mother walked away, Mr. Si came out. He looked at Wenjing Building with a smile, "My dear relatives, this is my first time to come here. If you have time, can you take me around?"
Wen Jinglou saw that Master Si wanted to give the space to Wen Yan and Si Moyan alone, so he nodded hurriedly, "Okay."
Mr. Si took Si Jingyi and left together.
Soon, Wen Yan and Si Moyan were the only ones left in the wooden house.
Wen Yan was about to go into the house when Si Moyan stretched out his slender hand and grabbed her wrist.
He pulled her in front of him domineeringly and forcefully, then took out a Band-Aid and wrapped it around her injured finger.
Wen Yan looked at him. He had drooping dark eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and tightly pursed red thin lips.
Although he looked serious and stern, as if he was too happy, his hands were moving very gently and attentively.
After bandaging her, he did not let her go. Instead, he wrapped her other fingers in his palms.
"Baby, let's not quarrel anymore, and we're not in a cold war anymore, okay?"
His voice was low and gentle, like a feather brushing across Wen Yan's heart, tingling and numb with a hint of ripples.
The gentle and slender girl bit her lips hard and wanted to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly and she couldn't pull it back.
"We have the same idea. Even if we quarrel now, we will quarrel about this matter again in the future."
Si Moyan's throat was a little hoarse, and he coughed twice, "I didn't consider your original family. You were abandoned when you were born, and the trauma in your heart has always existed and has not been healed. You don't have the confidence to be a good mother. You are afraid of taking good care of the child, and even more afraid of hurting the child. More importantly, you are not very firm in our relationship, and you haven't completely fallen in love with me. These are all my mistakes. I can't ask so much of you in such a short time."
"Grandpa is right. My family has no heir to the throne, so I am needed to carry on the family line. Last night I said that I could accept that we would not have children in the future. The most fundamental reason was that I was afraid of losing you. I was afraid that one day you would fall in love with me and leave. If we had a child, maybe you would stay because of responsibility. In the final analysis, I want to keep you and don't want to lose you!"
He gradually revealed his true thoughts and exposed his true self to her.
In front of others, he is cold, powerful, and abstinent.
But in front of her, he was also sensitive, fragile and lacked confidence.
Wen Yan looked at the man in front of her. This was the longest speech he had ever said to her since she met him.
So sincere and affectionate.
Very moving.
"Wait a moment." Wen Yan turned and went into the house.
Si Moyan understood her thoughts, and he quickly stretched out his long legs and chased after her.
"I know we still need a period of adjustment, but you can't beat me to death just because of what happened last night. Even if you want a divorce, I will divorce you—"
Before Si Moyan finished speaking, he walked into the room, greeted Wen Yan, took out a bottle of medicine from his bag and handed it to him.
"I see you have a cough. You probably didn't sleep all night. Here, it's very effective for treating cough."
Si Moyan took the medicine, his narrow and deep eyes turned red.
Wen Yan curled her lips slightly, "We just had a quarrel, and now I love you again."
After Si Moyan put the medicine into his coat pocket, he clasped Wen Yan's wrist with his long, bony fingers. Without saying anything else, he lowered his head and kissed her directly.
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