[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ６６ＨＵ.ＣCOM] "Then Master is here this time..." Mrs. Gu didn't understand again. If it wasn't for Qi Pengyuan, what was it for?
Master Chen stroked his beard, and then laughed loudly, "Madam, I am here to propose marriage to your mansion on behalf of my student."
"Proposing marriage?" Mrs. Gu almost stood up in shock. She was confused, "Proposing marriage, what kind of marriage are you proposing?"
Master Chen's eyes fell on Qi You'er again. After that, Qi You'er felt his scalp numb. It seems that this person has come with bad intentions in this Sanbao Palace. The target is none other than her, Qi You'er.
ah.
Master Chen stroked his beard. He was naturally satisfied with his student. Anyway, as long as Yan Hao did not marry that Fang Ning, it would be fine. Among the people in the palace, Shize was not suitable for Yan Hao's too cold temperament.
Right son, he likes it very much.
Naturally, he is willing to get married. Otherwise, he would not be here today.
When Qi Youer saw Master Chen's malicious eyes, he quickly hid himself. However, just because she hid, it didn't mean that Master Chen would stop talking about it.
Qi Yourer didn't know when Master Chen left, but the smile on Mrs. Gu's face could not be hidden. She opened the curtain and walked in. When she saw Qi Youer, she looked as if Qi Youer was about to leave now.
Just like being married.
"Siya, come here, mother." She waved to her daughter.
Qi Youer moved over step by step. She had a sullen face, knowing that something was wrong.
Mrs. Gu stretched out her hand and stroked Qi You'er's hair, "Siya, mother doesn't know what happened between you and that Mr. Yan, but I can see that Mr. Yan has a very good character.
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Qi Youer secretly asked, "What's wrong with him? You don't know, he almost killed your daughter. She gets angry when she thinks about it, and she's still angry now."
"Alas..." Mrs. Gu shook her head gently, "Mom doesn't have many requirements now. I just hope that you sisters can marry into good families, so that even if you die, you will feel at ease."
"Mom," Qi Youer hugged Mrs. Gu, "What are you talking about? We are still young now, and it's not like we can't get married."
"Why are you still young?" Gu poked Qi Youer's face.
"Master Chen personally proposed marriage, how could my mother refuse it? You, you really don't know where you got your blessings from. This Mr. Yan is better than Chen Nian in every aspect. Why, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
"I'm not satisfied at all," Qi You'er muttered. She really wanted to look up to the sky and sigh. Why should he marry him when he wants to? Then she, Qi You'er, is nothing.
Mrs. Gu taught her a lesson for a long time. Qi You'er almost fell asleep after listening to it. Only then did she leave with satisfaction. Qi You'er now felt like his head was buzzing, as if there was a bee buzzing around.
Not only did her head hurt, but her eyes also seemed to be blurry.
She lay on the bed and hit her head on the pillow.
Yan Hao, who is talking about death, what the hell are you doing?
Yan Hao put down the cup in his hand, then stretched out his hand to pin the hair away from the face of the woman who stared at him with big eyes and small eyes.
"What's wrong, are you angry?"
"It's obvious, isn't it?" Qi You'er asked angrily, and then knocked his hand away. She puffed up her face and had an angry look on her face, but it didn't have any lethality.
"Why are you angry?" Yan Hao asked knowingly, and his beautiful eyes were full of smiles.
Qi Youer really wanted to punch him in the face, "Yan Hao," she slapped the table hard, but her hand hurt from the slap. Patting the table was a technical job, and she hadn't learned it yet.
Yan Hao naturally took her hand and looked at her slightly red palm.
"How come you have learned the tricks of the women in the palace, huh?"
As expected, Qi You'er couldn't help but pinched his face with her other hand and plucked the tiger's hair from its mouth. She was still the first person. Yan Hao just smiled and asked her to pinch him without hiding or hiding.
After she had pinched enough, Yan Hao stroked his face,
"Well, the anger has subsided."
Qi Youer rolled his eyes at him, said nothing, and continued to be angry. It was strange that it disappeared so quickly. He went to her house to propose marriage without consulting her. Now it was nailed on the chopping board. She had to get married.
No.
"Why, is it so difficult for you to accept marrying me?" Yan Hao sighed and asked helplessly, thinking that although Yan Hao was not rich and loved by everyone, the woman who wanted to marry him was also a crucian carp.
How come she is here and no one cares about her?
Qi You'er puffed up his face and didn't say a word. He asked questions knowingly and knowingly.
"Okay, don't be angry," Yan Hao stretched out his hand and pointed at her bulging face, "What's wrong with marrying me?"
"What's so good?" Qi Youer finally spoke.
"Well," Yan Hao thought for a while, "One," he stretched out a finger and smiled, making Qi Youer unable to get angry no matter how angry he was.
"I have a ready-made restaurant. Isn't this your dream? And I have my own identity. Although I don't like to use my power to oppress others, this identity gives you the capital to run rampant."
Qi You'er's heart skipped a beat, but after a moment she quickly shook her head, no, she couldn't be so unscrupulous and sell her property just for the sake of a house.
Yan Hao's shrewd gaze remained on her face, and he stretched out a finger again. "Second, my house has a big space. You can grow vegetables and potatoes in the medicine garden. It's not very difficult."
Okay?"
"I can plant it here," Qi Youer retorted, "There is land anywhere, and I can plant it anywhere."
"You are really a willful girl," Yan Hao extended his third finger again, "Three, as long as I am here, your sister's life in the palace will be a different story."
Qi Youer's heart was shocked. Although she didn't want to hear these words, she had to admit that Yan Hao had indeed touched on her weakest point. Although she said she wouldn't help,
There was no way to help, but if she could really help but couldn't, if Qi Zuoer really did something, even if she died ten thousand times, she would not be able to escape her guilt.
"Your son, why don't you marry me?" Yan Hao naturally noticed her wavering and loss of consciousness, but he just didn't understand why she didn't marry him.
"You can marry even Chen, why can't I? Anyway, you will get married one day. It's better to marry someone else than to me. I can give you complete freedom and let you do whatever you want."
Isn’t what you did bad?”
Qi Youer stood up. She really didn't want to admit that she had been persuaded.
"I'm tired, I'm going to rest first," she said, and ran out without Yan Hao responding.
Yan Hao sighed softly, and the little turtle retracted into its shell again.
Qi Youer ran back to her room. She was upset and confused. Her face was red and hot. She didn't know what to do. She sat down and took deep breaths.