After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

Meng Ning was very happy when her daughter came back: "Qingqing, aren't you in the company at this time? Why are you back!"

"Dad went to the company, so I came back lazy." Fu Yingqing took the small shovel from Meng Ning's hand and loosened the soil for the flower seedlings: "Mom, did your father find these new seedlings for you?"

Qin Huan said: "I heard from your mother that a flower can bloom in seven colors. I'm curious now."

Fu Yingqing said with a smile: "When I was a child, my mother told me a story about the seven-color flower. One petal color represents a wish. When I was a child, I pestered my dad to find the seven-color flower."

Meng Ning said with loving eyes: "You still have the nerve to say that in order to make you happy, your dad used paint to dye a whole yard of flowers overnight. He dyed one flower into seven colors. The yard is full of seven-color flowers. You are happy." You're jumping up and down, and in the blink of an eye, you're so old and you're getting married."

At first, Meng Ning was jealous, saying that Fu Tingxiu was too doting on his daughter, but now looking at his daughter who is taller than him and well-born, she couldn't help feeling that time passed too fast.

Fu Yingqing thought of her childhood and felt very happy and shouted: "Mom."

The sound of "Mom" made Meng Ning's eyes warm, and she held back her tears.

Qin Huan said: "Qingqing, your mother can't bear to leave you."

When a daughter gets married, parents are reluctant to part with her.

Fu Yingqing hugged Meng Ning: "Mom."

Meng Ning wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "It's a good thing that you found happiness. What is Xiaokai busy with today that he didn't come with you?"

"He, the company has a lot of things to do." Fu Yingqing said, "If he takes care of these, we will have time for our honeymoon."

Qin Huan asked: "Where are you planning to spend your honeymoon?"

"Yao Yikai said that he has made a plan. I can just follow him and don't have to worry about it." Fu Yingqing said nauseously: "Wherever he is, you can go anywhere, and everything will be sweet."

Meng Ning and Qin Huan both laughed. Among the children, Fu Yingqing was the only one who didn't hold back and said anything.

If this were Fu Yunxi, he would probably blush if he couldn't say this.

Fu Rongnan never thought of saying this.

Qin Huan joked: "Yao Yikai should hear this. Qingqing, you should teach your brother more and get a girlfriend, but there is no progress at all. Let's see how fast you and Yao Yikai progress."

Fu Yingqing smiled and said: "Godmother, Ye Tan likes my brother's honest, simple and sincere appearance. If he really becomes glib, my future sister-in-law will be scared away."

I have to say that Fu Yingqing understands Ye Tan very well.

……

Qingda.

Ye Tan came out of the classroom after class and saw Tan Songer asking questions from the teacher from a distance.

Ye Tan didn't have a good impression of Tan Song'er. She was about to turn around and go downstairs through the other exit, but Tan Song'er stopped her and called her: "Ye Tan."

Tan Songer waved and shouted, then said hello to the teacher, and ran towards Ye Tan: "Ye Tan, get out of class is over, let's go to the cafeteria together. Fu Rongnan was called away by Professor Ou."

Ye Tan originally didn't want to go together, but then she thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Tan Songer has a very helpful and easy-going personality, and gets along well with her classmates in school.

Her cheerful temperament is the opposite of Ye Tan.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Tan Songer took two plates and said, "Ye Tan, I'm going to treat you to dinner. Please swipe my meal card. We are all friends, so you don't need to be polite to me."

Ye Tan said politely: "Okay."

Tan Songer was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Ye Tan to agree so readily.

Tan Songer added: "I'll help you get food. You go find a seat. There won't be any seats later."

Ye Tan thought it was good: "Okay."

Tan Songer: "..."