in2ebook Chapter 319 Two Southern Families Discussing Dowry
Chapter 319 Two Southern Families Discussing Dowry
Early on Monday morning, Nan Zeyu was the first to get up. He dressed, washed, went downstairs, turned around and was about to walk to the restaurant when he saw his mother coming towards him from the door of the old house. He walked over and saw Ye Mingxuan, who was also walking, and saw a pair of patent leather men's shoes on the ground. She looked up, smiled gently and said: You woke up so early, Xiaoyu. However, she glanced at him and frowned slightly.
She frowned and looked at Nan Zeyu, tilted her head and asked: Why don't I see Xiaoyan, Xiaoyu, where is Xiaoyan? Nan Zeyu glanced at his mother's beautiful face, his eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly: Let her sleep for a while, it's still early, we are about to get married, and there are many things to do.
Ye Mingxuan nodded, then she took her son's arm and walked to the dining room. Breakfast was already set on the table. Nan Zeyu pulled out the dining chair. He looked at his watch. It was almost eight o'clock. He thought of something. After a moment, he glanced at his mother with his cold black eyes and said in surprise: Mom, what day is it today? Do you know?
Ye Mingxuan picked up the bird's nest and peach gum milk on the table, she took a sip, bit a piece of Longjing shrimp crisps, raised her eyes, met Nan Zeyu's deep and cold eyes, her eyes were gentle, she said in a light voice: It seems to be around ten, what's wrong? Xiaoyu.
Nan Zeyu shook his head, he looked at Ye Mingxuan deeply, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled indifferently: "It's okay, Mom, you eat, I'll go wake Yanyan up." After Nan Zeyu finished speaking, he stood up from the dining table, pulled out the chair, turned around, and walked out of the restaurant.
Song Yuyan covered her mouth and yawned, her mind was in a trance, she half lowered her eyes and walked downstairs. A hand tightly grasped her waist, she raised her eyes, Nan Zeyu was looking at her with a deep face, his deep black eyes were like water, he smiled and said: Wake up, I was just going to call you to get up? Wife.
Song Yuyan was so sleepy early in the morning that she was not fully conscious. When she heard the man's unique cold voice in the morning, she regained consciousness, opened her eyes wide, and said in shock: "Uh, I don't know how I woke up, husband." She opened her watery eyes and blinked.
The voice was sweet and tender. Nan Zeyu was about to hug her around the waist. Song Yuyan was stunned. She stepped back to the wall at the entrance of the stairs. Nan Zeyu circled her against the wall at the entrance of the stairs. He raised his hand and pressed her against the wall. Song Yuyan's face flushed, her breath became hot, and she said in a low voice: You, you, you, what are you doing? Two.
She woke up, and Song Yuyan turned her head to look over. She was now at the stairs of the second floor. If a servant came upstairs at this moment and saw her, would... Nan Zeyu smiled softly, and his deep eyes, which were as dark as an ancient Tan, stared at her closely with a wicked smile in his eyes. Song Yuyan opened her eyes wide in shock.
No, no, no, it’s so early in the morning, this bastard wouldn’t be in heat at the stairs, would he… Her heart skipped a beat nervously, and her mouth choked up nervously: No, no, no, I’m telling you to be careful, no, I’m warning you, don’t do that, husband.
She was so nervous that she couldn't speak clearly. Song Yuyan was about to go crazy. Nan Zeyu took advantage of the situation and put his arm around her waist, lifting her chin with his hand. She was stunned and looked at him nervously with her watery eyes. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his thin lips suddenly moved close to hers, and just for a moment, his thin lips lightly touched her lips.
Then, he let her go, smiled gently and said: "Look at you, wife, you have to adapt to it. After marriage, your husband can't keep it up." His voice was extremely sexy, lingering in her ears, and her cochlea was hot.
Song Yuyan rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, a hint of anger flashing in her watery eyes. Her gaze was furious and she shouted in a scolding voice: Nan Zeyu, I'm telling you, you have some nonsense in your head, I'll let you, I'll let you. Nan Zeyu curled the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly. He smiled wickedly at her.
His dark eyes were as deep as the sea, and he said in a low voice: So, what is my dear wife going to do to me? Well... Song Yuyan forgot what she was going to say when she got to her lips. She felt a blockage in her throat and pushed him away with force.
Nan Zeyu put his arms around her waist from behind again. She was startled. He leaned his thin lips against her ear and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, wife, we can take it slowly." Song Yuyan's face flushed. Damn it, this bastard man has no shame in saying these words.
After a while, Song Yuyan walked into the restaurant alone. She walked around the table and sat on the chair next to Ye's mother. She sat down. Ye's mother glanced at Song Yuyan with a smile in her eyes and said, "What's wrong? Xiaoyan, why are you blushing so early in the morning?"
Song Yuyan was startled. She turned her eyes to meet Ye Mu's beautiful eyes with a smile, and said with a dry laugh: "Well, I closed the bathroom door when I was washing up just now, and my face turned red." Song Yuyan wanted to bite off her tongue. The fact was not like that at all.
But can she tell her mother-in-law? No, could it be that, Auntie, your son said something shameless that made me blush like this? Ye Mingxuan smiled gently and said with a smile: Okay, then Xiaoyan, don't do this next time, it's not good to suffocate yourself.
Song Yuyan smiled and said sweetly: "Okay, Aunt Ye, I understand." Ye Mingxuan was not looking at Song Yuyan. She lowered her head and ate her breakfast. Song Yuyan raised her hand and took a big sip of the strawberry pudding in front of the table. She picked up the peach sandwich bread on the table and took a big bite. She glanced at the man who was eating breakfast with an indifferent look.
Her eyes were filled with anger as she bit off the peach sandwich. Song Yuyan was stunned as the peach sandwich burst and flowed all over her mouth. She lowered her eyes, luckily there was a small plate underneath to catch it, so she didn't make a fool of herself.
She lowered her eyes again. Not only were there three peach sandwiches, but there was also a strawberry shortbread and a pudding cake. Her breakfast today was all desserts. Aunt Li really understands my heart the best. Thinking about it, Song Yuyan was no longer very angry.
Song Yuyan was no longer angry about what happened just now. She ate her breakfast in small bites. Nan Zeyu drank the fragrant beef bone porridge. He raised his eyes and looked at his wife on the side. His dark eyes deepened and he smiled slowly, muttering: Look at what my little wife is eating. She is so cute. Her little mouth is bulging like a bun.
Song Yuyan was enjoying her meal, not knowing that her man was secretly watching her. After finishing her breakfast, she looked up at Mother Ye and said sweetly, "Well, Aunt Ye, I'll go to the living room first. I'm done, Aunt Ye, take your time!"
After saying that, Song Yuyan slowly stood up, pulled out the dining table and chairs, and walked out of the chair seat. She turned her head to look at the man sitting on the chair at the main seat, and said in a deep voice: "You bastard, hurry up and give me food. I'll wait for you in the living room. I have to go to school today."
After Song Yuyan said this, she strode out of the restaurant. Nan Zeyu was stunned. He turned his head and shook his head with a smile. The girl was still angry, but he always had a way to make her calm down. Nan Zeyu chewed the last bite of beef tendon, he stood up and pushed away the dining table and chairs.
Song Yuyan walked to the door of the old house. She sat on the crystal step stone at the door and looked at the time. It was half past eight. In the past, it would take her half an hour to eat breakfast, but today she finished in less than half an hour. Song Yuyan lowered her head and muttered in confusion.
She looked up and saw peach blossoms in bloom in the back garden near the gate of the old house. The pink peach petals fell one after another, and the ground was covered with a large pink area, accompanied by bursts of peach blossom fragrance. Song Yuyan was attracted. She got up from the crystal stepping stone and walked towards the back garden.
Walking to the peach tree, Song Yuyan raised her head. The petals on the peach tree looked like a shower of falling flowers. Peach blossom rain was falling on the peach tree. Song Yuyan couldn't help but sigh and smiled sweetly: This is the most beautiful peach tree I have ever seen. "Really? Wife, if you like it, we can plant more peach trees, and you can see peach trees all over the house." A sexy and low voice sounded from behind her.
Song Yuyan turned her head, and the man hugged her in his arms, his eyes lowered. Before Song Yuyan could react, she was already in the man's arms. She turned her head, raised her eyes, and looked up at Nan Zeyu, who had a handsome face and a cold smile. His eyes were full of love, dark and deep, cold and gloomy, and with a depth that could suck her into his pupils.
Her watery eyes slowly opened and blinked, and she smiled sweetly and said: "Husband, what were you talking about just now?" Nan Zeyu looked at her with a smile, his head lowered, his black eyes looked at her deeply, and said indifferently: "I said if you like it, the house will be full of peach trees, so you can see it every day, wife."
Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and said, "No need, I'll just say this, the Nan family's old house is so big, how can it only plant peach trees?" Nan Zeyu wanted to say something, but she raised her hand and pressed her fingers on his thin lips. Her eyebrows were condensed, and a crescent moon was formed.
Nan Zeyu nodded, and he let her go. Song Yuyan took his arm, and he put his hand on her waist. The two of them walked forward, leaning against each other. When they walked out of the gate of the Nan family's old house, Song Yuyan was stunned and said, "Ah? I don't think I have taken my schoolbag yet? Husband."
Nan Zeyu raised his hand and rubbed her hair. He smiled lovingly and said, "Be good, your husband will get it for you. You wait here." Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and nodded. Nan Zeyu turned around and walked into the old house again. At this moment, her cell phone rang. Song Yuyan took the phone out of the pocket of her cream-colored sweater.
She looked at the phone screen and saw that the call was from her mother. She swiped the screen with her finger and heard a slow and gentle voice on the other end of the phone: Yanyan, it's your mother. I will come to the Nan's old house later to discuss the bride price with your mother-in-law. Are you at the Nan's old house?
Song Yuyan was startled. Now? She was going to school now. Her eyes moved and she said in a low voice: Now? Mom, are you coming to the Nan family's old house now? Fang Manli carried a heavy white bag. She walked to the entrance and changed into leather sandals.
She opened the door, held the phone, closed the door, locked it, and said in a light voice: Ah, yes, I'll come over now, mom will come over now. Yanyan. Song Yuyan bit her lip, she smiled softly and said: Ha, okay, then mom I'll wait for you to come over. Fang Manli walked quickly to the elevator entrance.
She reached out and pressed the elevator button. Fang Manli smiled faintly and said softly: "Okay, Yanyan, I'll be there in an hour." Song Yuyan said "um" faintly and hung up the phone. Then she would not go to school today. Her mother was coming to the Nan family's old house, and she had to ask her mother how much dowry she wanted.
In fact, Song Yuyan didn't want the betrothal money. She also worked in Nan Zeyu's company and earned more than 10,000 yuan a month. She wanted to leave the betrothal money to her mother. Her mother was reluctant to spend money and saved on everything.
After a while, Nan Zeyu walked out with his schoolbag. Song Yuyan was standing in front of the door of his Ferrari. She turned around and saw Nan Zeyu striding towards her with her schoolbag in his hand. He raised his hand and was about to put the bag on her shoulder, but Song Yuyan raised her hand and knocked his wrist away.
He was stunned, she pursed her lips and twisted her eyes and said: Husband, don't go to school for now, my mother just called me, now come to the Nan family's old house to discuss the betrothal money with Aunt Ye. Nan Zeyu frowned, his black eyes condensed, and he asked with a puzzled look: So soon? Wife, are you coming over?
Song Yuyan nodded, and the two walked back to the old house. When they walked into the Nan family's old house, they saw Ye Mingxuan sitting on the sofa, elegantly crossing her legs, with Earl Grey Red Rose tea in her hand. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head and looked over, looking stunned and said: You... Hey, why are you back again, aren't you going to send Xiaoyan to school?
Song Yuyan came over and sat next to Aunt Ye. She turned to look at Aunt Ye, her eyes fixed, and said seriously: Aunt Ye, my mother called and said she is here to discuss the bride price with you. Aunt Ye, please take a look.
Ye Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and said: "Okay, I will discuss with your mother. I can give whatever kind of betrothal gift your mother wants. Our Nan family is not short of money." Song Yuyan was embarrassed. This sentence made her feel that her family was short of money and was waiting for money for something...
Song Yuyan was silent, and Nan Zeyu came over to smooth things over, saying: "It's okay, wife, I'm marrying you, and the betrothal gift is naturally given by our Nan family, so you don't have to feel restrained." Song Yuyan glanced at the man, and the man nodded to him.
Well, she believed that her mother was not that kind of person. She did not come for the Nan family's betrothal money, and then go and do something with the betrothal money. Because her mother was not that kind of person. Song Yuyan sat on the sofa, quietly waiting for her mother to arrive.
It was almost half past nine when Aunt Li came over. She bowed and nodded and said, "Master, Madam, Madam, my in-laws are here. They are at the door of the old house. Do you want to invite her in?" Before Aunt Li could finish her words, Ye Mingxuan had quickly stood up, walked past Aunt Li, and walked quickly to the door of the old house.