Aunt Xiumei ate absent-mindedly throughout the wedding. She knew very well that she had no ability to change the current situation, but she couldn't help thinking about these things.
While thinking about it, he looked at Sheng Yanchuan from time to time.
Sheng Yanchuan naturally noticed Aunt Xiumei's gaze. Although he was a little confused as to why she looked at him like that, it was not the right time to ask her, so he looked away and ignored her.
After the wedding, Nan's father and mother sent off their relatives and friends, and then came to the table where the Sheng family was sitting.
"My dear relatives, I am really sorry for being a little neglectful these days." Father Nan apologized again
"It's okay. It's normal to be busy with a wedding at home. If it weren't for the wedding, we wouldn't have had the chance to come to Shanghai." Aunt Xiumei put away her worries and started talking to Nan's father. Uncle Sheng, who was always not good at speaking,
"We are hungry today and have nothing to do. Come to my house this afternoon and sit down. I will cook at home in the evening and we can have a drink." Nan's father invited
"This..." Aunt Xiumei felt a little embarrassed to bother her any further, so she looked at Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan.
Nanqiao smiled and said, "Mom and Dad, come over tonight and try my dad's cooking."
Aunt Xiumei no longer insisted after hearing what Nanqiao said, and replied with a smile, "Then I'll bother you tonight."
"What kind of disturbance is this? Yanchuan, take your parents home and sit for a while. We'll settle the bill here and then go back."
"Okay, Dad."
"Mom and Dad, I'm going home too." Nanqiao said to his parents and went home with the Sheng family.
The weather in Shanghai was already hot at the end of May. As a pregnant woman, Nanqiao was already covered in sweat after eating a meal. She had to go back to her room to take a shower and change clothes as soon as she entered the room.
When she changed her clothes and came down, she didn't find anyone in the living room. She turned around and saw Sheng Yanjun and his wife in the yard looking at the flowers and plants planted by Nan's father.
There was a faint sound of talking coming from the room where Taohua lived.
Just as he was about to push the door open, Nanqiao heard his name and paused.
"Chuanzi, you are in the Nan family, no one is really making things difficult for you, right?"
"No, why are you making things difficult for me?" Sheng Yanchuan didn't understand why his mother asked this.
Aunt Xiumei told Sheng Yanchuan what she had just heard at the banquet.
"Don't worry about these things. What others say is their business. Besides, we live our lives together, so what does it have to do with them?" Sheng Yanchuan casually disagreed with his mother's words, but anyone could hear the unhappiness in those words.
"Mom, I'm worried about you. I used to think that the difference between our two families was just the wealth, but now both of Nanqiao's brothers have married people in power. This is not something that a family like us can change."
"So what? You want us to get a divorce?" Sheng Yanchuan's cold voice reached Nanqiao's ears, and his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little uneasy.
"No...I..." Aunt Xiumei didn't know what to say, she stammered and said nothing.
"Don't mention this anymore. I'm going to go see Qiao Qiao." After saying that, Nan Qiao outside the door heard the sound of Sheng Yanchuan's clothes rubbing against each other when he stood up.
As if afraid of being discovered, he trotted upstairs.
Sheng Yanchuan came out of the peach blossom room, smelling the faint fragrance of Nanqiao in the air, and then looked down at the hem of the pajamas exposed at the staircase.
Sheng Yanchuan sighed slightly, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and then went upstairs.
When he went upstairs, Nanqiao was already curled up in bed, his eyes were a little dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Although she knew that Sheng Yanchuan would not separate from her, she also knew that Sheng Yanchuan was not the person that ordinary people understood.
But the emotions were so overwhelming. She felt sorry for Sheng Yanchuan, for herself, for them not being understood, and for why she had to come in this era...
"Did you hear everything just now?" Sheng Yanchuan looked at Nanqiao like this, put the cup of water on the table, sat next to Nanqiao, and touched her hair with heartache.
It would have been fine if she hadn't been comforted. But after this comfort, Nanqiao's tears kept falling. She felt so heartbroken looking at Sheng Yanchuan.
He hugged Nanqiao in his arms and comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry. I'm just angry about what my mother said. I will definitely not separate from you. I don't mind what others say."
"That won't work either. You're such a good person, why do they say that about you?" Nan Qiao sobbed and sobbed, still defending Sheng Yanchuan.
"So you're not sad because of my mother's thoughts, but you think it's unfair to me?" Sheng Yanchuan was a little stunned and asked with a slight smile.
"Well, you won't leave me anyway, so it's useless for Mom to say anything. Besides, if you don't want me anymore, I'll run away with my baby, and you won't be able to find me!" Nanqiao sobbed, but his words were full of force.
"No, Qiaoqiao, I won't leave you, and you have to promise me that you can be angry with me, be mean to me, and scold me if we have conflicts. We have to resolve them, and you must not leave me." Sheng Yanchuan had a stern face and looked at Nanqiao with burning eyes, as if he would not leave and let go of you unless you answered.
Sheng Yanchuan knew the existence of space, so he knew that if Nanqiao really wanted to hide, he would never be able to find her in his lifetime unless she showed up herself.
This kind of fear filled Sheng Yanchuan's heart, and he would not allow this situation to happen.
Nanqiao saw that Sheng Yanchuan was so serious and knew that his words had frightened him, so he hugged Sheng Yanchuan back and said in a soft but firm voice, "No, I promise you, we will resolve our conflicts and will never separate."
"Okay." Sheng Yanchuan kissed Nanqiao on the forehead, and his heart gradually calmed down with Nanqiao's assurance.
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