Chapter 1002
Chapter 1002
"I have proposed to divorce the Ye family. I believe there will be a reply soon. I have never admitted that ye Mingsha is my fiancee, my wife, and her name is Xia Changyue."
Yan Chengchi's firm lips.
The big hand held her little hand tightly and took her into his arms.
Yang Muya's eyes flashed, not to say yes.
He just insisted that he must deal with the engagement with the Ye family first, and then propose marriage to the Yang family.
Among big families, the emphasis on face is not only because of personal likes and dislikes, but also because it involves how to deal with themselves in the upper class in the future.
Xia Changyue has just returned to the Yang family. At this time, she, a mother, is not allowed to do anything to hurt her reputation.
"It's late, so I don't want to stay in the pool and spend the night at Yang's house." Yang Muya waved calmly to show off the guests.
"Mom, it's so late and it's snowing outside. How can you let him go?" Xia Changyue was the first to refuse.
"The unmarried man and the unmarried woman are not married. He has an engagement with ye Mingsha, so he must not stay in your room!" Yang Muya sinks.
"You can't stay in my room. You can't even stay in Yang's room, can you? I didn't say I wanted to sleep with him. I just told him to stay and wait for the snow to stop Xia Changyue took Yan Chengchi's arm and looked at his pale face. He was very worried.
She knows that Yang Muya is for her good, but she and Yan Chengchi have children. It's too late to worry about fame.
"Mr. Yang is right. It's not suitable for me to stay overnight. I'll go back first and see you tomorrow." Yan Chengchi took a look at the quarrelling mother and daughter, and then another look. Because Xia Changyue defended him, Yang Muya, whose face became displeased, flashed his eyes and opened his lips indifferently.
He got up from the sofa.
The tall body swayed and then stood firm.
"Yan Chengchi..." Xia Changyue nervously stretched out his hand to cover him, "how are you doing? Your face is very ugly, and you are so hot. Do you have a fever? "
Xia Changyue stands in front of Yan Chengchi and makes an effort to wink at him.
"I..." Yan Chengchi was just ready to say that he was OK. His eyes changed. Suddenly he leaned on her shoulder and pressed his thin lips tightly. "It's hard, but I'm ok. I can leave."
"Mom, Yan Chengchi is ill. I'll help him to the guest room to have a rest. The Housekeeper will help me boil a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold. Thank you!" Xia Changyue finished in one breath and helped Yan Chengchi to go upstairs.
With tacit understanding of the two people, did not give Yang Muya reaction time.
"Yueyue..." Yang Muya looked at the two people who disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.
"Would you like to make ginger soup, madam?" The housekeeper asked cautiously.
“…… You mean to be angry with me, don't you? " Yang Mu Ya turned his head and glared at the housekeeper. He stood up from the sofa and turned back to his room.
"Madam, it is clear that you are soft hearted and reluctant to let the eldest lady feel sad. What's the matter with me..." The housekeeper murmured, then quickly turned into the kitchen to boil ginger soup.
Upstairs in the guest room.
As soon as the door is closed, Yan Chengchi turns around and presses Xia Changyue to the door plank, and lowers her head to block her mouth.
"Oh Again, she was invited without saying hello.
He's addicted, isn't he?
"Yan Chengchi, if you dare to do something to me, I will not be afraid that my mother will know, and rush up to beat you?" Xia Changyue hook his neck, smiling way.
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