Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

While waiting for the servants to cook, Shang Yan sat downstairs with the parents of both parties for a while.

After dinner, Mr. Shang and Mr. Jiang sat together and flipped through the old almanac.

Mr. Shang has been in business all his life, and he believes in Feng Shui metaphysics the most. After "retiring" from the Shang family, he has studied it deeply.

Right now, he was thinking about the birthdays of Jiang Yun and Shang Yan.

Combined with metaphysical knowledge such as the right time, place and people, where the five elements and eight trigrams fall, explain it to Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang is brave and good at fighting, and he only believes in his own strength on the battlefield.

I don't believe in the so-called Feng Shui metaphysics all my life.

But at this moment, listening to Mr. Shang's talk about the metaphysics of five elements in different places, I immediately find it interesting.

Although he didn't understand, he felt that what Old Master Shang said sounded very reasonable.

After some operations by Mr. Shang, the two parties finally set the wedding date for the elders on December 12, three and a half months later.

When the person in charge of the business gets married, there are many things that need to be done according to the rules of the business.

The process that should be followed, the etiquette that should be done.

As well as friends and businessmen from all over the world, and even some overseas princes and nobles.

Although the Jiang family's side is simpler than the world's merchants, it is here because of the Jiang family's military status.

Although the people who came were not rich merchants, they were all important figures in the military and political circles.

The parents on both sides sat together, making calculations one by one. Shang Shuo and Jiang? sat on one side, taking notes with pens in their hands.

Shang Yi, on the other hand, dozed off with his head propped up.

On the way, Mr. Shang glanced at Shang Yan: "Do you have any ideas about the format of the wedding?"

Shang Yan thought for a while, and said: "Yunyun has a special status, and she will report to the army first."

"According to the approval above."

"That's fine." Mr. Shang agreed, and looked at Mr. Jiang: "We respect Yunyun's meaning, and let's make a tentative decision on this."

"The rest, wait for Yunyun to have time, and then take the time to sit down and finalize."

Mr. Jiang thought it was okay, and the two hit it off.

It was getting late, and everyone in the business was about to leave.

Seeing that Shang Yan hadn't moved, Mr. Shang glanced at him: "Aren't you leaving?"

Shang Yan didn't speak, but looked at Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang coughed lightly.

"Let him stay."

"Yunyun is drunk for the first time, so I guess it will be hard tonight."

"I, an old man, can't take care of her. Her teacher's wife is not in good health, so she goes to bed early and gets up early."

"Jiang? also has to take care of Xiaoge, so it's useful to keep him."

Mr. Jiang's words can be said to have rationally ruled out everyone in the Jiang family.

Just to give Shang Yan a reason to stay.

Obtaining the favor of Mr. Jiang, Shang Yan's brows stretched, and he took two steps towards Mr. Jiang invisibly.

Old Master Shang rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "You don't go home anyway, whatever."

That's what he said, but Mr. Shang looked very happy.

He left with Shang Shuo and others with his hands behind his back.

When Shang Yi left, he did not forget to say goodbye to Mr. Jiang: "Grandpa Jiang, see you next time."

Mr. Jiang laughed: "Come and play anytime."

Upon receiving Mr. Jiang's response, Shang Yi instantly jumped up happily.

Pidianpidian left.

After sending them off, Mr. Jiang yawned, ignored Shang Yan and went upstairs.

Lei Li smiled and followed her back to her room.

Jiang? led Muge to stand up, and took a look at Shang Yan: "That girl is drunk, please be quiet."

Shang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him lazily: "I'm not that impatient."

After saying a word, Muge beside him coughed uncontrollably, and dragged Jiang? to hurry away.

After everyone left, Shang Yan went upstairs with a pot of warm water.

Entering the bedroom, he didn't find the person on the bed.

Putting the kettle aside, Shang Yan heard the movement in the bathroom, his expression tightened, and he walked over with his legs.

"Rhyme?"

He called out tentatively.

Shang Yan saw the closed door and was about to raise his hand to knock on it.

The door opened first from the inside.

Jiang Yun's hair was half dry and she was wearing nothing.

Just stood by the door and looked straight at him.

The moment the door opened, the hot air in the bathroom carried the fragrance of the shower gel rushing towards the face.

Shang Yan's heartbeat missed two beats, and he controlled the impulse in his body.

Looking away from her body, she fell on her clear eyes, pampering and helpless: "Did you take a bath by yourself?"

He stared at Jiang Yun's pupils, trying to tell from her eyes whether she was sober or drunk.

Jiang Yun nodded: "Uncomfortable."

"Where is the pain?"

"I smell of alcohol, I don't like it."

Seeing her fluent answers and clear thinking, Shang Yan heaved a sigh of relief.

I think she should have taken a shower and woke up.

At the same time, I'm glad she didn't fall.

This thought hadn't settled yet, when Jiang Yun suddenly felt wronged.

Pointing to his leg: "I fell, it hurts."

Shang Yan's eyes tightened, and he looked down.

Both of the girl's knees had bruises that turned from red to blue.

Before he had time to think, Shang Yan took the bath towel from her hand and wrapped her up.

He hugged her around the waist and went to the bed.

Holding her and sitting beside the bed, Shang Yan bent his knees and squatted down in front of her without thinking.

At the same time, he supported her leg with his big hand and frowned to check the injury.

Jiang Yun stared straight at Shang Yan the whole time, looking at him with eyes full of worry.

His gaze unconsciously fell on his hand supporting his calf.

The man's palm was wide and his fingers were slender, just wrapping her calf like this.

Some eager breaths sprayed on her skin, and the ripples in Jiang Yun's eyes were disturbed in a moment.

The girl's brain is a little confused.

The gaze towards Shang Yan became more and more instinctively hot.

A pair of black and white eyes fixed on his tie, and the subconscious feeling of itching in his memory came again.

Sober, she can still control her instincts.

But the drunken man reached out his hand almost subconsciously, and hooked Shang Yan's tie.

Shang Yan was about to get up to find the medical kit, his neck tightened.

Before he could react, Jiang Yun pulled his tie hard and pulled him up from the ground.

At the same time, she fell backwards on the bed, and Shang Yan fell from above, pressing her under him.

In a panic, the man only had time to stretch out his hand to support the side of the bed, for fear of hurting her in the slightest.

When he raised his eyes to meet the scorching heat in the girl's eyes, Shang Yan's heart tightened.

Realized that she was still drunk.

"Yunyun...uh..."

Without saying a word, Jiang Yun quickly turned over and rode directly on his waist.

For the first time, Shang Yan felt Jiang Yun's agility and the strength of the youngest major general in China so deeply.