PNB Chapter 271 I'll invite you to a wedding next week
Chapter 271 I'll invite you to a wedding next week
When Lin Zhiyi returned to the dining table again, her eyes were red and anyone could tell that she had been crying.
Sang Ran put down her chopsticks and quickly handed her a tissue: "Zhiyi, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Zhiyi held the tissue and said patiently, "It's okay. I accidentally rubbed the hand sanitizer into my eyes."
Hearing this, Wen Qing glanced at Lin Zhiyi's red and swollen eyes and smiled faintly.
Then he drank the soup and winked at Mrs. He.
Mrs. He put down her chopsticks, pulled the fur on her shoulder, and looked at Lin Zhiyi with eyes full of charity.
"Lin Zhiyi, we've already told Third Master and the others that we're getting married next week, and we just want a simple wedding."
Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Gong Chen coldly: "Don't ask me."
"It's good that you are sensible. A woman should follow her husband wherever he goes. Women nowadays are too spoiled. They should be properly disciplined."
As she spoke, Mrs. He looked at Lin Zhiyi. Although she was smiling, she was hiding a dagger behind her smile.
"After you get married, I will teach you well. Then you just need to have children. You are so young, having five, six, seven or eight children is not a problem."
Lin Zhiyi did not respond or refute, but just looked at Mrs. He's belly calmly.
Mrs. He's arrogant expression suddenly changed, and she quickly covered her belly with thick fur.
"I...I was just busy with work when I was young and didn't have time to have children."
"Ah."
Lin Zhiyi responded nonchalantly, feeling ridiculous in her heart.
It makes sense that the He family has only one son for four generations.
Mrs. He never thought that when she treated others like sows, she was also a woman.
But she dares to say such things openly, isn't it because someone is backing her up?
The more humble she behaves, the more satisfied Gong Chen and Wen Qing will be.
"Lin Zhiyi, after you get married, you should quit your job and concentrate on having children. It would be best if the first child is a boy. Then it doesn't matter whether the second child is a boy or a girl. As for the third child..."
Just as Mrs. He was about to continue her speech, Gong Chen placed the wine glass in his hand lightly on the table, and the finger wearing the red jade ring slid across the rim of the glass, stained with a hint of blood.
Mrs. He was so frightened that she swallowed back the rest of her words.
Lin Zhiyi was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what Gong Chen meant.
What is he angry about?
Before she could think about it, Wen Qing answered her question.
Wen Qing coughed lightly and reminded, "Mrs. He, Xiao Ran has been conditioning her body recently. She will also feel stressed if you keep talking about having a baby."
After listening, Lin Zhiyi looked at Sang Ran. Her face was indeed pale and she seemed to be frightened as well.
No wonder Gong Chen was so anxious to interrupt Mrs. He.
Mrs. He asked quickly, "Why is Miss Sang the same?"
Sang Ran frowned and said, "Zhiyi is also a woman, and Mrs. He is also a woman. What's the difference?"
"Miss Sang is right, Mom, stop talking and eat first. Miss Sang, try this, it's also the specialty of this restaurant."
He Yao, who had been silent, raised his eyes to Sang Ran and smiled in agreement, even picking up food for her in a particularly gentle and considerate manner.
Mrs. He was so embarrassed that she just smiled awkwardly and didn't even dare to say a word to refute her son.
Lin Zhiyi looked up and stared at He Yao, feeling an indescribable weirdness.
Unexpectedly, her actions caused Sang Ran to misunderstand.
Sang Ran blocked He Yao's hand from picking up the food and said with a smile, "He Yao, don't be so polite. Don't ignore Zhiyi."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and before she could come to her senses, the food in He Yao's chopsticks fell into her bowl.
There was still half a bowl of soup left in her bowl, and the soup splashed out and splashed onto her light-colored sweater.
He Yao said unhappily: "I hope you know what hospitality is. This is not the place for you to get angry."
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and took a tissue to wipe her sweater.
Her lack of resistance greatly pleased the people at the table.
There was only one gaze that stared at her for a long time without leaving.
After dinner, Lin Zhiyi stood up and was about to leave, but unexpectedly Sang Ran held her affectionately.
"Zhiyi, why are you suddenly going to marry He Yao? I thought you and my brother..."
"No, you misunderstood."
Lin Zhiyi didn't want Sang Li to be implicated in this matter, so she interrupted Sang Ran directly.
Sang Ran looked around and pulled Lin Zhiyi to the back.
"Zhiyi, although He Yao is a good person, I think his mother is not so good. You can't just look at the man when you marry someone, you still have to look at the in-laws. You should think carefully about it. At least you should find someone like my brother or the third master, right? You are not bad either."
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi felt upset.
Sometimes she actually hoped that Sang Ran would be proud and show off, so that she could find a reason to stay away from or even hate Sang Ran.
But now it makes her look like a clown.
A child who is brought up with love and care will still be praised for her specialness even if her petals are not fully bloomed.
What others see as showing off is actually just part of Sang Ran's daily life.
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, swallowed all the bitterness, then smiled calmly and nodded.
Lin Zhiyi had already forgotten what Sang Ran said next.
After saying goodbye, He Yao called her.
"Lin Zhiyi, I have already inquired about everything about you. Just be quiet and wait to marry me. I will treat you well."
"Master He, I'm very curious. You don't seem to like me at all. Why did you agree to marry me to President Wen?" Lin Zhiyi asked back.
"Probably..." He Yao's rough voice sank, and his tall and strong figure pressed directly towards Lin Zhiyi, and finally his eyes fell, "Your legs are really beautiful."
After saying that, he smiled, turned around and walked towards the parking lot with Mrs. He.
Lin Zhiyi stood outside the restaurant, He Yao's voice echoing in her ears. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and she felt cold sweat on her back.
She pulled her clothes tighter and turned around to get a taxi to leave.
After she took a few steps, a car stopped beside her. The window was half lowered, revealing half of the man's deep face.
"boarding."
Lin Zhiyi glanced at him, walked straight forward, and the car slowed down to catch up.
She couldn't stand it anymore and said, "What's wrong? You really want to know what I think about the blind date? That's great. I'll treat you to a wedding banquet next week. Are you satisfied?"
"Explain clearly." Gong Chen asked with narrowed eyes.
"Why are you pretending? Is the Third Master going to become an actor?"
Lin Zhiyi snorted coldly, and seeing that Gong Chen's car blocked her way, she simply turned into the pedestrian street.
I thought I had gotten rid of him, but he got out of the car and chased after me.
Without waiting for her to resist, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the alley.
The old western-style building covered with dead vines showed the sedimentation of time. Lin Zhiyi shook his wrist and turned around, and was trapped in the corner.
The man had deep black eyes and handsome features that gave off a cold aura.
He stared at Lin Zhiyi with a dangerous and restrained look: "Speak! I have plenty of time to spend with you here."
Lin Zhiyi struggled a few times, but her wrist was held tighter and tighter.
She was so angry that she simply looked up and looked directly into Gong Chen's eyes.
She did have a lot of questions, but what she wanted to confirm most now was an event that happened in her previous life and now.
"You have cooperation with President Wen and the He family, right?"
"Yes. How do you know? This matter has not been made public." The look he gave her turned into a questioning one.
"So you treat me as..."
Lin Zhiyi found it difficult to speak, so he paused.
In just two or three seconds, Gong Chen's cell phone rang.
Sang Ran's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Third Master, I..."
"right away."
Gong Chen hung up the phone and turned to leave.
A few steps away, he remembered that there was another person named Lin Zhiyi, so he turned around and said with a slight warning: "Don't talk nonsense."