"The fragrance of orchids is worthy of Miss Yiyi. The taste is fresh and elegant."
Yiyi knew about the grudge between Wei Heng and Wei Sihuai, but she would not give up any opportunity to cling to the powerful.
After being with Wei Heng for so long, he never let her get really close to him, let alone open his heart.
But if Wei Sihuai is captured...
Yiyi had a better idea and fell into Wei Sihuai's arms, her eyes as charming as silk and her voice even more pretentious.
"It seems that Fourth Master likes the smell of me very much, so why not come in and sit down."
"Okay." Wei Sihuai agreed happily.
The door was closed, and within a short time, there were waves of unpleasant sounds coming from inside.
At night, although the sky is full of stars, the cold wind is extremely biting. It seems that this year it is colder than in previous years.
Han Zhenglong and Han Shaoqing were waiting at Wei Heng's home, and from time to time they heard complaints from the grandfather and grandson.
"Tell me about your little uncle. At such an old age, he finally found a wife, but now he doesn't want her. How can he live without failure?"
Han Zhenglong looked like he hated the iron that could not be transformed into steel. He originally thought that when he came to Yongcheng, he could hide Wei Heng and pursue his wife.
Who would have thought that Wei Heng himself would be killed? Han Zhenglong was heartbroken!
Han Shaoqing echoed, "That's right, my uncle is usually too serious, so he scared Yi Yao away."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shaoqing was punched hard on the head by Han Zhenglong, "Who are you calling Yi Yao?"
"My name is Yi Yao Yi Yao?" Han Shaoqing's eyes were full of innocence and he said convoluted words.
Han Zhenglong scolded: "That's your little aunt, no big or small, who did you learn it from?"
When Han Zhenglong said this, Han Shaoqing was speechless for a while, "Grandpa, those two are not married yet."
"The children have been born, and whether they get married or not is just a matter of paper."
Han Zhenglong said it seriously, as if Yi Yao and Wei Heng's relationship had really reached that stage.
Not daring to refute, Han Shaoqing could only murmur in a low voice, "Neither of them has a single horoscope, nor are they in love..."
"What are you yelling about?" Han Zhenglong's threat came to Han Shaoqing's ears and interrupted him.
Hearing this, Han Shaoqing quickly shook his head and waved his hands, smiling angrily, "Nothing, nothing."
Just at this moment, Wei Heng stepped into the living room. Han Zhenglong temporarily let Han Shaoqing go and turned to fight against his little grandson.
"You still have the nerve to come back. Where is my granddaughter-in-law? Why didn't she come back with you?"
Han Zhenglong asked Wei Heng knowingly, and in addition to asking Wei Heng to give him an answer, he also made the other party aware of the seriousness of the problem.
When facing Han Zhenglong, Wei Heng, who was usually meticulous, felt a little more helpless.
"Grandpa, can you please stop interfering in my affairs?"
I have to admit that Wei Heng respected and loved Han Zhenglong, so he would not act like he was dealing with others.
When Wei Heng said this, Han Zhenglong was instantly displeased, blowing his beard and staring angrily, his face turned red.
"If I don't care about you, you can go to heaven. Why, do you want to imitate Han Shaoqing and be a messenger of light?"
Wei Heng rubbed his aching temples and said, "Grandpa, don't you need to be in charge at home? You've been out for so long."
"With your uncles, what are you afraid of!" Han Zhenglong doesn't care about any family or company.
For him, the most important thing now is Wei Heng's personal problem. If it is not solved for a day, he will not be able to rest at ease for a day.
However, Wei Heng did not want Han Zhenglong to continue to pay attention to his private life, so he simply brought the topic to Han Shaoqing.
"Grandpa, Yi Yao and I will not let you down, but it still needs time. You might as well pay attention to Shaoqing, he is not young anymore."
In an instant, Han Shaoqing sat up from the sofa, like a cat with hairy fur, and hurriedly retorted.
"No, no, no, I'm still very young."
Unexpectedly, the next second, he was scolded by Han Zhenglong, "You are in your twenties, what a little shit."
Han Zhenglong used foul language. Who could have seen the resolute and resolute look he had when he was a soldier in a shopping mall for half his life?
Without giving Han Shaoqing a chance to speak, Han Zhenglong continued: Your uncle is right, I should keep a close eye on you."
Han Shaoqing wanted to cry but had no tears, but in front of Wei Heng and Han Zhenglong, he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
One word, miserable!
Wei Heng coaxed Han Zhenglong away with a few words, and also left his house with Han Shaoqing. The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
At this time, Bai Chen called, "President, everything you asked to arrange has been arranged, and we can leave tomorrow."
"Yes." Wei Heng responded lightly and then hung up the phone.
The next day, heavy snow fell outside the window, and the sky and the earth were completely white.
Three days had passed since Yi Yao returned home. Except for Xing Fei and his daughter, who were looking for trouble, everything was fine.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Yaoyao, have you packed up?" Xing Yan knocked on Yiyao's bedroom door.
"It'll be ready soon."
Along with Yi Yao's voice, the door was opened, and a slim woman appeared in front of Xing Yan.
I saw Yi Yao wearing an aqua dress, which made her skin fairer, making her look like an elf on earth.
Yi Yao walked around in front of Xing Yan, "Brother, does it look good?"
“It’s beautiful, very beautiful.”
Xing Yan saw the shadow of his mother in Yi Yao, and he felt guilty and guilty for missing his biological sister's life for more than 20 years.
Today is a banquet specially held by the Xing family to announce Yi Yao's return to the entire Haicheng people.
Yi Yao took Xing Yan's arm and went downstairs. There were already many guests in the hall.
The moment they saw Yi Yao, everyone's eyes focused on her. Some were surprised, some were jealous, and some were complicated.
Xing Zhuo took the lead and took Yi Yao's hand in front of everyone, "Everyone, this is my daughter, Xing Zhuo."
While speaking, Xing Zhuo straightened his back, his face was full of pride, but his eyes were shining with tears.
[Honey, have you seen this? Our daughter is finally home.]
Xing Zhuo prayed in his heart, hoping that his wife would have a spirit in heaven and protect their family from ever being separated.
After Xing Zhuo finished speaking, Yi Yao nodded politely and greeted everyone present, acting gracefully.
"Brother Xing, your daughter and your siblings are almost carved from the same mold, they are so similar," Liu Feng said.
Xing Zhuo echoed, "Yes, the knot in my heart for so many years has finally been resolved."
Others also sent congratulations and blessings to Xing Zhuo and Yi Yao, but Xing Nana was the only one who was weird.
"Who knows if I have ever had plastic surgery? Medical technology is so advanced now."
Xing Fei took over the topic and pretended to be serious, "Nana, don't talk nonsense, lest you spoil your uncle's interest."
The father and daughter sang together, making the originally warm atmosphere solidify instantly.
Yi Yao stood up and said, "My cousin is right, I don't know if you are