When Su Hanyan came out of the marriage registration office, she couldn't believe that everything went so smoothly. She had originally prepared a performance, but it turned out that it was not necessary at all.
If she had known better, she would have called this man to marry her from the beginning. Anyway, he likes games, so it would be nice to play together.
"Well... Feng Yan!" She held Feng Yan's arm and said with a smile, "There is no need to hold the wedding. We will all be free in a year, okay? If we don't tell others, who will know whether we are married or not?"
, it will not affect your future marriage. You have seen many movie stars doing this."
She kept chattering, but she didn't see that Feng Yan's face had darkened in the night.
"Actually, that wedding dress is really beautiful. I like it very much, Ayan," she suddenly called her more friendly name, "How much does that wedding dress cost?"
Feng Yan ignored her and pulled her into the car.
Along the way, he kept a straight face and didn't say a word, as if the incident of getting the wedding certificate had never happened. This move made Su Hanyan puzzled.
But she didn't dare to say anything or ask him anything. She was very afraid that if the man regretted it, everything would be over.
Feng Yan did not take her back to the villa, but took her to the front of the huge musical fountain. Seeing it so close, the feeling was more shocking and real than that night.
"Why are you here?" Su Hanyan asked.
"Don't you like it? Keep watching!"
Someone brought tables and chairs to the hotel, and Feng Yan sat down and drank red wine. Chi Yu stood behind him and could feel that his owner was not very happy.
"Master Yan," Chi Yu knew exactly where they were going just now. The marriage of the Feng family boy was not something to be trifled with.
"I know what you want to say, shut up!" Feng Yan stared at the back of the figure standing by the fountain, his eyes suddenly became gentle, but he did not ask Su Hanyan to sit next to him.
"No, I just want to ask what Miss He and her husband are going to do..."
Feng Yan raised his chin and looked at the sky. He tapped his fingers on the table a few times and shouted: "Yan'er..."
"Ah?" Su Hanyan turned around.
At this moment, the fountain music suddenly changed to a wedding march, and countless rose petals were suddenly sprinkled in the sky, like a rain of flowers.
Su Hanyan was stunned, and stretched out her hand. Some of the beautiful and fragrant petals slipped between her fingers, and some stayed in her palm.
More petals slowly fell from around her body, amidst the music of the wedding march, like flower elves falling into the mortal world one by one.
It was so beautiful, but across the rain of flowers, when she looked at the man in front of her who was holding a crystal goblet with a leisurely expression, her excitement suddenly fell to the bottom.
"What's wrong? You didn't arrange this?" She walked towards him slowly. Since she had quietly made such an arrangement, why should she be as happy as her!
No matter how you look at him, he looks like someone owes him 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan.
"Ayan," Su Hanyan sat directly on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and leaned close to his cheek, "Aren't you happy? If you think you regret getting the marriage registration certificate,
If so, we..."
She didn't dare to say the next words because the certificate was too important to her.
"Us?" Feng Yan held the wine glass with one hand and pinched her chin with the other. Su Hanyan relied on his arms to support her body, "Yan'er, don't we have a year?"