Chapter 321 Action-Oriented



Yan Miao hesitated for a moment, then suddenly felt guilty.

"I...I haven't had time yet."

Lu Yanchen looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes scrutinizing her.

Yan Miao was both angry and flustered by his gaze, and couldn't help but reach out to grab his hand that was on the table, but Lu Yanchen withdrew his hand.

"Yan Miao."

He rarely called her by her full name, and usually acted like a nice guy. Today, he was probably really angry, and his expressionless face made Yan Miao a little scared.

"You just wanted to play around?" Lu Yanchen asked calmly, his tone relatively gentle, but Yan Miao knew he was angry.

However, she widened her eyes slightly and laughed at his words.

"I was just playing around? I spent so much time and energy trying to please you, spending every day with you and trying to make you happy, and you think I was just playing around?"

She couldn't understand why, after being so open and honest with him, she was forced into a blind date, and she told him she already had someone she liked without even having a sip of water.

Why can't she forgive?

She couldn't eat anymore, so she picked up her bag, got up, and left.

She burst into tears as soon as she stepped out of the restaurant.

She strode towards the parking lot, wiping away tears as she went.

As soon as I got into the car, the door was pressed down.

She looked up and saw that Lu Yanchen had caught up with her.

She stared at her with teary eyes, her lips pursed and she didn't say a word. After a long while, she said in a muffled voice, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yanchen frowned deeply and reached out to wipe away her tears. "My family knows about you, Yan Miao. I'm aiming to get married."

Yan Miao: "..."

She was stunned for a long time, then stammered, "No, how old are you? Why are you already thinking about marriage?"

She hadn't brought up marriage because he hadn't graduated from university yet, fearing it would put pressure on him.

This makes it seem like she's a heartless woman who plays with other people's feelings.

Lu Yanchen's brows furrowed: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you're still too young. Have you really thought about getting married? I'm afraid you might act impulsively."

Lu Yanchen suddenly asked, "Marriage?"

Yan Miao was so frightened that she stammered, "I...I...I'm not ready yet."

Lu Yanchen asked patiently, "When will you be ready?"

Yan Miao stared at him blankly, her eyes still red from crying, her nose and the corners of her eyes were also red, and she looked extremely cute with a bewildered expression.

Lu Yanchen's Adam's apple bobbed, and in a moment of passion, he moved his large hand behind her head and leaned down to kiss her.

Yan Miao's eyes widened, her pupils trembling.

What are you doing?

Yan Shaoqin's voice rang out like a ghost from not far away, and Lu Yanchen almost instantly entered Yan Miao's mind.

The latter, however, clung to him, looking dazed, her mouth slightly open, her breathing rapid.

Yan Shaoqin's face turned green.

Lu Yanchen quickly covered her mouth, looking at Yan Shaoqin with an unnatural expression: "President Yan."

Yan Shaoqin looked at him the same way he would look at a pig that had eaten his cabbage.

I used to think this person was eloquent and well-mannered, but now I just can't stand him.

Yan Miao finally came to her senses, pulled his hand off her mouth, and called him "brother".

Then he said seriously, "Let me formally introduce you, Lu Yanchen, my boyfriend, oh no, my future husband, so please stop setting me up on blind dates."

Yan Shaoqin snorted coldly, glanced at the two of them, and turned to leave without saying a word.

After he left, Lu Yanchen and Yan Miao looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lu Yanchen was a little nervous: "It seems your brother doesn't like me."

"It's okay, as long as I like it." Yan Miao asked with bright eyes, "What time is it?"

Lu Yanchen glanced at his wrist. "Two-thirty."

Yan Miao grabbed his hand, smiling mischievously like a cunning little fox: "You just said you wanted to marry me, right?"

Lu Yanchen's heart tightened, and then he heard her say, "Then let's go get our marriage certificate?"

Lu Yanchen: "..."

He once again experienced Yan Miao's lightning-fast action.

Yan Miao's idea was simple: regardless of whether her brother agreed or not, she got the marriage certificate, and it wouldn't matter who disagreed.

So, as soon as Song Qingyou got home, she received a photo of Yan Miao's marriage certificate.

It was just a few minutes ago; the marriage certificate was still fresh in our minds.

Song Qingyou: "..."

She stood at the door staring blankly at the marriage certificate. The sound of an engine came from behind her, and Fu Wenzhou got out of the car. Seeing her standing at the door, he naturally put his arm around her waist and led her into the living room.

Why are you standing at the door instead of going in?

He led Song Qingyou into the living room and showed her Yan Miao and Lu Yanchen their marriage certificate.

"Yan Miao got married."

Fu Wenzhou felt uneasy.

Some felt envy, while others felt jealousy.

Why do other people get married so quickly?

He had to overcome numerous obstacles, while his daughter Youyou teetered on the brink of death several times.

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.

He snatched the phone away and tossed it aside, then sat down on the sofa with her in his arms, burying his head in the crook of her neck, looking rather aggrieved: "Don't look at other people, I'm just jealous."

Song Qingyou chuckled, gently stroking his head, her eyes filled with tenderness and heartache that she herself didn't even realize.

She and Fu Wenzhou had indeed had a very difficult journey.

Especially him.

If it weren't for his insistence, perhaps she would have already started looking for a burial place for herself.

"I'm sorry," she said, "I've made you go through so much trouble."

Fu Wenzhou straightened up instantly. He had originally intended to tease her and make her feel sorry for him, but it seemed he had gone too far.

He cupped Song Qingyou's face in his hands and said seriously, "Youyou, you're not allowed to say things like that. I'm not tired at all. You have no idea how happy I am."

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