Chapter 475: The position of the young mistress of the Leng family will always be empty 4
Leng Jianan was about to drink tea. When he heard this, he couldn't help but put down his tea cup and asked with an indifferent expression: "Mom, what do you want to say?"
"Engagement is just a process, and the marriage will be consummated sooner or later," Mrs. Leng said, taking Shen Weixin's hand and saying, "Mom is going to hold your wedding to Xin'er that day."
Leng Jianan suddenly stood up and said coldly: "When did I say I wanted to get married?"
Mrs. Leng was slightly displeased: "Is the engagement just for fun?"
“We’ve only been engaged for half a year.”
"Isn't half a year not long?" Mrs. Leng also stood up, "It's all a matter of time anyway. Since we have such a good day, why not do it? Wouldn't it be a good thing for mom to have her grandson earlier?"
Leng Jianan suddenly smiled and hugged his grandson! He almost never thought about sharing the same bed with Shen Weixin
"I don't want to get married so early, Mom, this time, don't make any decisions and send wedding invitations," Leng Jianan said with a strong attitude.
Since separating him from Ke'er, Mrs. Leng has lost control of Leng Jianan's occasional dominance. Although she was angry, she suddenly felt that she could no longer control her son's behavior and thoughts.
It was only on New Year's Eve that she felt a little panicked when she saw Leng Jianan's subconscious behavior and still cared so much about Ke'er. She wanted to promote good things early and avoid all future troubles.
That's why she thought of getting them married as soon as possible. But right now, it was obvious that she couldn't force Leng Jianan anymore.
Perhaps, he feels somewhat guilty for what happened between him and Ke'er
Mrs. Leng smiled stiffly, patted Shen Weixin's hand and said, "Xin'er, I will only have to wrong you for a while longer."
"It's okay, Mom, I'm not in a hurry," she said obediently
Leng Jianan couldn't listen any more, turned around and walked out the door
After returning to the room, he stood on the terrace smoking and became addicted. The smoke was so thick that his fingertips were already smelling of tobacco.
There was a gentle knock on the door, and Leng Jianan didn't even look back: "Come in."
The door was pushed open, but he didn't hear the expected servant's voice. Leng Jianan subconsciously turned around and saw Shen Weixin walking slowly towards him.
"What are you doing here?" Leng Jianan's face was indifferent and his brows were slightly furrowed.
Shen Weixin looked at him calmly, this extremely close man who was called her fiancé, but she had never entered his room.
Every time, he blocked her at the door and talked.
She subconsciously glanced at the huge bed in the room. On the bedside was a big portrait of Leng Jianan, with a slight smile that was so sexy and charming.
This man who was supposed to sleep with her turned out to be so far away from her