Luo Xichen stretched out his long arms, held her slender waist possessively, and announced: "We just swore an oath to each other in the church, and from now on, you will be my wife!"
"Master, Mistress." At this time, a woman in her forties came forward and bowed respectfully.
Su Wanqing was shocked by this title and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no, I'm not!"
"Aunt Yan, don't take it to heart, Wanqing is so shy." As she said that, Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing's slender waist harder, not allowing her to struggle for a moment, and then stretched out her other hand.
, gently flicked her eyebrows.
"Wan Qing, this is Aunt Yan, one of our own."
"The young mistress and the young master are a perfect match." Aunt Yan had a kind smile on her face, with a look of sincerity on her face.
Su Wanqing's face turned red, her ears red, and she was a little overwhelmed by Aunt Yan's enthusiasm.
"To make Aunt Yan laugh, Xichen and I..."
She wanted to say that she and Xichen were not a couple yet, but Luo Xichen quickly cut her off and said: "Aunt Yan, today is an important day for Wan Qing and I. You go and prepare a table of food and wine to make it rich and celebrate."
."
"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Yan looked at the beautiful couple, said hello three times in a row, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile on her face.
Su Wanqing looked at Luo Xichen, her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something.
"I know what you want to say, don't move, don't say it! You swore an oath in the church today to be my wife for the rest of your life. I not only remembered it, but also recorded it, just for fear that you wouldn't admit it."
Luo Xichen's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, he shook his phone and pressed the play button.
Su Wanqing heard her own voice flowing out of the phone, full of affection: ""I, Wanqing, in the presence of God, take you, Lucifer, to be my husband..."
Yes, she was unable to refute at all. This sweet feeling of powerlessness almost drowned her.
"Oh, by the way, Master, today a Mr. Luo sent a housewarming gift. The thing was a bit weirdly big, so I asked them to carry it to the empty room on the west side." Aunt Yan was cooking.
, suddenly stuck out a head from the kitchen and shouted.
"Mr. Luo?" Luo Xichen was stunned and frowned slightly.
The smile on Su Wanqing's face faded and she asked, "Is it dad? I can't think of the second person."
"Go and have a look."
Luo Xichen looked sullen and pushed open the larger empty room to the west. This room was originally intended to be used as a storage room, but now one-third of the space is occupied by a huge vase.
The bottle is two to three meters high, about the width of a five-person hug. It is painted with complicated patterns with colored glaze. The bottle is very fat. Although it is expensive, it looks very clumsy and is incompatible with the main tone of the entire room.
"It's so big!" Su Wanqing exclaimed, frowning slightly, "Why would dad give me something so tasteless? And it's not appropriate to put it in the house."
Luo Xichen snorted coldly and said: "He is reminding me that my house is still very small and cannot accommodate such large decorations. The assets I own are less than one-tenth of his."
Su Wanqing's face turned pale. After thinking for a moment, she felt that this was indeed something a man with Luo Mingxuan's personality would do. Luo Xichen stretched out his long arm and held her slender waist possessively.
, announced: "We just swore an oath to each other in the church. From now on, you will be my wife!"
"Master, Mistress." At this time, a woman in her forties came forward and bowed respectfully.
Su Wanqing was shocked by this title and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no, I'm not!"
"Aunt Yan, don't take it to heart, Wanqing is so shy." As she said that, Luo Xichen held Su Wanqing's slender waist harder, not allowing her to struggle for a moment, and then stretched out her other hand.
, gently flicked her eyebrows.
"Wan Qing, this is Aunt Yan, one of our own."
"The young mistress and the young master are a perfect match." Aunt Yan had a kind smile on her face, with a look of sincerity on her face.
Su Wanqing's face turned red, her ears red, and she was a little overwhelmed by Aunt Yan's enthusiasm.
"To make Aunt Yan laugh, Xichen and I..."
She wanted to say that she and Xichen were not a couple yet, but Luo Xichen quickly cut her off and said: "Aunt Yan, today is an important day for Wan Qing and I. You go and prepare a table of food and wine to make it rich and celebrate."
."
"Okay, okay, okay." Aunt Yan looked at the beautiful couple, said hello three times in a row, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile on her face.
Su Wanqing looked at Luo Xichen, her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something.
"I know what you want to say, don't move, don't say it! You swore an oath in the church today to be my wife for the rest of your life. I not only remembered it, but also recorded it, just for fear that you wouldn't admit it."
Luo Xichen's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, he shook his phone and pressed the play button.
Su Wanqing heard her own voice flowing out of the phone, full of affection: ""I, Wanqing, in the presence of God, take you, Lucifer, to be my husband..."
Yes, she was unable to refute at all. This sweet feeling of powerlessness almost drowned her.
"Oh, by the way, Master, today a Mr. Luo sent a housewarming gift. The thing was a bit weirdly big, so I asked them to carry it to the empty room on the west side." Aunt Yan was cooking.
, suddenly stuck out a head from the kitchen and shouted.
"Mr. Luo?" Luo Xichen was stunned and frowned slightly.
The smile on Su Wanqing's face faded and she asked, "Is it dad? I can't think of the second person."
"Go and have a look."
Luo Xichen looked sullen and pushed open the larger empty room to the west. This room was originally intended to be used as a storage room, but now one-third of the space is occupied by a huge vase.
The bottle is two to three meters high, about the width of a five-person hug. It is painted with complex patterns with colored glaze. The bottle is very fat. Although it is expensive, it looks very clumsy and is incompatible with the main tone of the entire room.
"It's so big!" Su Wanqing exclaimed, frowning slightly, "Why would dad give me something so tasteless? And it's not appropriate to put it in the house."
Luo Xichen snorted coldly and said: "He is reminding me that my house is still very small and cannot accommodate such large decorations. The assets I own are less than one-tenth of his."
Su Wanqing's face turned pale. After thinking for a moment, she felt that this was indeed something a man with Luo Mingxuan's personality would do.