"Yes! We live together." Ye Wanwan answered naturally.
As soon as Jian Zhipei put the spoon down, for some reason, the sound seemed to be a little breathy, and it made a crisp sound.
Ye Wanwan was startled and looked at the man opposite. Jian Zhipei looked at her with a dazzling gaze, "When will you get married?"
"Why do you ask this?"
"You come to my wedding, as courtesy, I will also go to your wedding." Jian Zhipei said domineeringly.
Ye Wanwan was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and her thoughts became a little confused. She felt bitter that he would never be able to attend her wedding because she now had no hope of marriage in the future.
She will never meet a man she loves more.
"No need, we are just two families having a meal, we will not entertain guests." Ye Wanwan retorted.
Jian Zhipei tugged at the hem of his clothes, as if something was making his body extremely uncomfortable. He held his forehead and said, "Ye Wanwan, then why are you crying like that for me?"
Ye Wanwan blinked her eyes, feeling overwhelmed for a moment. She turned away and said, "I'm not crying for you. Don't think too much about it. I'm just... just a little sad."
Although Jian Zhipei has an emotional disorder, he is not stupid! Who is she crying for? Doesn't he have the eyes to see?
"You are just crying for me." He wanted to force her to admit it.
Ye Wanwan really didn't dare to admit it now. She didn't dare to admit that all her sadness came from him. She stirred the porridge and said, "No, I'm just born to cry. It will be healthier if I cry when I have nothing to do."
"
This excuse was a bit forced, but I had no choice but to deal with him.
Jian Zhipei took a deep breath, seemed to be getting more irritated, and snorted coldly, "Who would believe this fallacy of yours?"
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, Master Jian, I sincerely wish you a happy wedding and a son soon." Ye Wanwan raised her head and said to him.
Jian Zhipei bit his thin lips and pressed his tongue against his cheek. Apparently, his mood swings were abnormal.
He didn't feel or even react to other people's blessings, but why did this girl say it so hard for him to hear it, and he even didn't want to hear it.
"I will be happy after my marriage." Jian Zhipei replied to her, stood up and said, "I've finished eating, you should go to bed early!"
He seemed to be angry for no reason. Jian Zhipei really had to leave. In Nuo Da's restaurant, Ye Wanwan's figure became a little lonely.
She didn't want to eat because her chest was so tight and she felt like crying again.
She went back to her room, but she didn't know that at the end of the corridor, a figure stood in the shadows and watched her go back to her room.
That night, Ye Wanwan cried countless times and couldn't sleep well at all.
early morning.
There was a knock on her door. Ye Wanwan opened it and saw an elegantly dressed woman standing at the door. She was surprised and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"
"Let's talk." Mother Qiao stared at Ye Wanwan, a little seriously.
