Sheng Xin smiled and found a corner to sit down with An Ran and the two men behind him.
Zong Zhenglie and Che Chengjun were chatting about software in such a lively and harmonious manner that they even forgot that it was his brother's engagement ceremony.
Seeing that he paid so much attention to his new career, Sheng Xin felt very relieved.
He has finally grown up.
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Not long after Sheng Xin and An Ran chatted about the prenatal education class, Zong Zhengchen came over with Yang Zi.
Today, Yang Zi is wearing a red cheongsam. She really looks like a lady during the Republic of China period.
"Xiaolie, you are here." Zong Zhengchen smiled at them and looked around, but did not meet Sheng Xin's eyes.
Sheng Xin didn't feel anything was wrong, after all, it was good to avoid suspicion at this time.
The relatives of Zong Zheng's family knew about the engagement to Zong Zhengchen last time. Even if Zong Zheng didn't tell her, she should be aware of it.
"Well, happy engagement, brother and future sister-in-law!" Zong Zhenglie smiled and put an arm around Sheng Xin's waist, "Sheng Xin and I have prepared an engagement gift for you and will deliver it to your room in the evening!"
"Oh?" Zong Zhengchen raised his eyebrows, "Thank you very much, brother."
Yang Zi lowered his head in embarrassment and secretly hid behind Zong Zhengchen.
Sheng Xin thinks that Yang Zi is really good, and Zong Zhengchen...is suitable for such a partner.
Zong Zhengchen exchanged a few words with Che Chengjun before leaving with Yang Zi.
Looking at their backs, Sheng Xin took a deep breath.
His ears suddenly felt hot, and Zong Zheng's breath was close to his, "What? Are you in a bad mood when you see my brother getting married?"
"Do you think I look like me?" Sheng Xin raised her eyebrows and deliberately pulled her lips, "I'm obviously very happy!"
"I can tell you, your future husband is very jealous!" Zong Zhenglie rubbed her cheek and held her hand affectionately, "You can only be mine."
"Don't worry, no one else wants me now!"
Seeing how nervous he looked, the corners of Sheng Xin's mouth rose wider and wider.
What more can a woman ask for if she has such a husband?
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Zong Zhengchen's engagement ceremony was held very grandly, and many prominent people from Anyi City came to attend.
As An Ran said, the wine at the banquet was all of the highest quality, and the Yang family was very satisfied.
The ceremony didn't break up until three o'clock in the afternoon. Sheng Xin and Zong Zhenglie helped see off the guests before driving away.
The two held hands and walked to the parking lot, with a smile on Sheng Xin's face.
She was also very happy to see Zong Zhengchen settling down.
"Sheng Xin, when are we going to register?" Zong Zhenglie saw that his brother had made up his mind, and he became anxious.
"Let's celebrate the New Year! Anyway, now that I have a child, I can't hold a wedding." A woman only has a wedding once in her life, and she doesn't want to hold it with a full belly.
"Then let's register first!" Zong Zhenglie curled his lips, "Look, my career has improved now. I want to call you my wife in a legitimate manner!"
"It's almost the New Year, let's wait until after the New Year before going!" Sheng Xin smiled and shook his hand, "Don't worry, I'm pregnant with your child now, where else can I run?"
"Wouldn't it be better to register earlier?" Zong Zheng tugged at his thin lips in displeasure, but finally compromised.