Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

"But Lian Cheng is not an outsider to you." Yan Shuyun was a little sad. She had always known that when her brother had a wife by his side, he would not be her brother alone.

Yan Qiutong was stunned, and could hear the seriousness in her sister's tone, then, she curled her lips and softened her tone: "Yanyan, I'm glad you said 'Lian Cheng is not an outsider', then, she is not an outsider to me , for you, it’s not like that, is it?”

Yan Shuyun remained silent.

"Take a step back," Yan Qiutong said seriously, rubbing Yan Shuyun's forehead hair, "I'm just your brother."

Yan Qiutong didn't put Lian Cheng aside, and didn't ignore Lian Cheng's existence just to appease Yan Shuyun.

None of the brothers and sisters of the Yan family noticed that the door of the room not far away was closed tightly again, and the woman behind the door was dispelled by the man's words from the haze of the whole afternoon.

Even though the man didn't say anything, Yan Shuyun also felt a lot more at ease, bit the corner of her lips, and confided to the person she trusted most like she had done countless times before: "I didn't do anything to her..."

What is the best answer?
Yan Shuyun didn't know, but she also felt that such an answer was very good.

"I know Yanyan is not that kind of girl," Yan Qiutong reassured, "I came to you because Mom said you were angry with her, come and see our little princess."

Yan Shuyun pursed her lips, obviously she didn't have much grievance, but after being comforted by someone, she inexplicably felt that the grievance would drown her, so she sniffled: "I hate Ms. Luo."

"Okay," Yan Qiutong smiled, "Don't be wronged, it's also Lian Cheng's fault. He didn't pay attention to his actions and let Ms. Luo misunderstand our Ms. Yan. I'll talk to her well then."

Yan Shuyun was stunned, bit the corner of her lips, and shook her head: "Brother, why are you talking about her? Why should she pay attention to her behavior at home? Shouldn't she be more casual?"

Unable to explain why, Yan Shuyun felt distressed for the fatigue of Lian Cheng, who was the same age as her.

Yan Qiutong was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "I'm now suddenly curious about what happened when you went out today..."

Realizing the drastic change in her attitude, Yan Shuyun was embarrassed, but she also said calmly: "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Yan Qiutong narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "No, I was wrong."

Just as Yan Shuyun said, why can't Lian Cheng do as he pleases in Luo's house?
Yan Shuyun bent her mouth and leaned closer to her brother's ear: "Would it be beneficial if I told you the reason for Miss Lian's mood change?"

"Tell me?" Yan Qiutong always knew how clever her sister was, so she said lazily.

"I want to come back and study Chinese painting." Yan Shuyun felt a little guilty.

The inexplicable look in Yan Qiutong's eyes flashed quickly, and he leaned against the wall: "You know, I don't have to know from you, the condition you mentioned is a bit big."

"...As Luo Shuge's son, shouldn't you make up for me for her mistakes?" Yan Shuyun raised her eyebrows.

Yan Qiutong was a little helpless, and sighed: "I know what you're thinking, but, Yanyan, I always hope that person will come later."

"Brother, I'm already 25, and I'm an old girl." Yan Shuyun curled her lips, knowing her brother's worries, "I promise, I'll just do my best, not to hurt myself, and not to make each other too ugly."

Knowing that when it came to this point, he had already made up his mind, Yan Qiutong simply had reservations: "Let's talk about Lian Cheng."

"Because of a phone call from home." Yan Shuyun was very straightforward.

Hearing this, Yan Qiutong's eyes sank, she nodded, then turned around and walked to her room.

After entering the room, she saw the girl sitting on the bed thinking about something, her face was very alienated, Yan Qiutong squinted her eyes: "Not in a good mood?"

"No..." Lian Cheng didn't react when he heard the sound of entering the door, he replied softly, and then stopped talking.

Yan Qiutong hung the windbreaker on the wall, approached Lian Cheng, and put his hands on the bed. In an instant, the distance between the two was no more than five fingers, and even the hair on the little girl's face was clearly visible.

The man slightly curled his lips, with a soft outline, met the little woman's eyes, and said, "The unhappiness on his face is about to overflow, and you will believe me if you say you don't? When I got home, my mother told me that you were in a bad mood."

The two were too close, so close that even Cheng could clearly feel the man's breathing, and the man's black eyes were too sharp, as if he was about to be seen through, Lian Cheng subconsciously tilted his head back, and the corners of his mouth twitched. , still silent.

Yan Qiutong didn't take it seriously, raised her hand to play with the girl's long hair, and said lazily, "Is he bothering you again?"

"...Well." Lian Cheng knew that Miss Yan's family would definitely tell the man, so he simply admitted.

Yan Qiutong nodded, feeling a little more comfortable. After all, the little woman didn't hide from him. She sighed, her face was a bit more serious, she stood up straight, and bowed her head: "Lian Cheng, we'll be back soon."

"I know." Lian Cheng could hear the comfort in the man's words, but, "I'm just not in a good mood."

The deepness in the little woman's words was still clear, Yan Qiutong squinted her eyes: "He mentioned Ye Qing again?"

"...he said, "Perhaps it was because she was too tired to be alone, or because she had confessed a little to the man in front of her. No, he said, maybe, Ye Qing can't afford to waste time..."

Yan Qiutong's complexion darkened. To Lian Cheng, this kind of words were like overwhelming the mountain. Ye Qing really held a heavy weight in Lian Cheng's heart. It is conceivable how bad Lian Cheng was in a bad mood.

"Yan Qiutong," Lian Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the man, "Ye Qing will be fine, right?"

Lian Cheng hesitated, at this moment, she suddenly didn't understand whether it was right or wrong for her and Ye Qing to choose this man.

"Lian Cheng," the panic in the woman's words made Yan Qiutong silent, stretched out his hand, and wrapped the woman's slightly weak body around her arms, and said in a deep voice, "You have to understand, you just have to believe that she will be fine. , we can not be chaotic, Ye Qing's safety can be guaranteed, and me, isn't it?"

Lian Cheng was silent, with the man's reassuring aura lingering around him, he sighed faintly, closed his eyes, and leaned on the man's body.

"I know, I know it's very likely that this is just a threat from him, but," Lian Cheng buried his face in the man's arms, bit his lips, and said in a muffled voice, there was some faint anxiety in his heart, "Yan Qiutong, I am Scared, so scared..."

Her Ye Qing is already in her early twenties, her Ye Qing is so fragile, her Ye Qing's face has never been healthy and rosy, her Ye Qing has missed the best time for surgery, and her Ye Qing still needs time Worried about her safety...

Lian Cheng is very afraid, afraid that if one day, Ye Qing can't hold on, then her persistence for so long will be in vain, she is just a person, faintly existing in this world...