Yao Yao looked at Wei Yan's expectant look and said loudly: "Yes, yes! That's it! Qu Hang and I... are getting married!!"

Wei Yan's first reaction after hearing this: "Ah!!"

She stood up and rushed over, hugging Yao Yao: "Congratulations!"

Yao Yao also hugged her happily: "Thank you, thank you!"

Leng Yeting couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over and pulled Wei Yan away: "Okay, your injury is not healed yet, take it easy and jump around."

Wei Yan was not angry, she sat down obediently and said to Yao Yao, "Then I must be the bridesmaid."

Yao Yao frowned: "That's not necessary, does it need to be said?"

Wei Yan suddenly giggled.

Leng Yeting sat next to him, Wei Yan's laughter filling his ears.

She and Yao Yao discussed the style and planning of the wedding, and they came up with an idea for a while. Compared with each other, it seemed that the person getting married was not Yao Yao, but her.

Leng Yeting doesn't care about marriage.

In his impression, the marriages in the family were just business ties that seemed to be incompatible with each other.

The parents' so-called marriage for love was nothing more than the cause of the tragedy.

He didn't care, so he couldn't understand Wei Yan's persistence two years ago.

Marriage was dispensable to him. In order to protect her from the old man, he easily chose not to give her marriage, and she also chose to leave him.

The reason why he proposes to marry Wei Yan now is because he thinks that since she cares so much, he can find a way to give it to her, as long as he can keep her by his side.

But at this moment, looking at Wei Yan's beaming expression, and looking at Qu Hang and Yao Yao's happy expressions across from him, Leng Yeting felt so clearly for the first time that for some people, the certification on that piece of paper was really Very important.

It represents the two of us becoming one and belonging to each other.

This person is mine.

Yao Yao and Qu Hang rarely took a vacation, so they didn't leave until quite late.

Wei Yan was very excited, and the consequence of being too excited was that she couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, she couldn't sleep anymore and got up to look for water.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Leng Yeting sitting on the sofa.

There was wine on the coffee table, and he was holding a glass in his hand. When he saw Wei Yan, he narrowed his eyes, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

Wei Yan frowned: "Drinking alone in the middle of the night?"

Leng Yeting smiled: "When you get better, you can drink with me and you won't be bored anymore."

Wei Yan chuckled, poured herself a glass of water, drank half the glass, and prepared to go back to the room.

Leng Yeting waved to her: "Come here and stay with me."

Wei Yan paused, turned to sit on the sofa, and said harshly: "Let me tell you in advance, I am not accompanying you. I am just afraid that you will get drunk and go crazy in my house. I will keep an eye on it."

Leng Yeting smiled and poured himself another glass.

As he drank, his eyes fell on her, a little dangerous and a little sentimental.

However, Wei Yan soon stopped caring about this.

Seeing Leng Yeting just drink three cups, Wei Yan stepped forward and took his cup: "Are you crazy? If you drink like this, you will die of drunkenness? Do you still have your stomach?"

Wei Yan came closer, and Leng Yeting pulled her into his arms.

His head rested on her shoulder, holding her gently.

Wei Yan heard a very low, almost inaudible voice: "I'm sorry..."

Wei Yan was stunned, her body froze slightly, and she lowered her eyes to look at him.

Sorry... sorry for what?

Leng Yeting just cuddled against her, his breathing slowed down, and he stopped talking.

Wei Yan was helpless, "Leng Yeting, wake up first. If you feel sleepy, go back to your room and sleep."

Someone is indifferent.

Wei Yan looked at the wine bottle on the table and asked the sky silently.

Why, can't you just pretend to be blind? Why do you have to ask him what's sad about him?

At this moment, she was still caught by Leng Yeting, and she was very tired.

It was not easy for Leng Yeting to fall asleep and stop dragging her. Wei Yan went into the room and got him a quilt, and then helped him position his body slightly so that he wouldn't feel too uncomfortable when he woke up the next day.

After just doing this, her own shoulder felt a little uncomfortable.

After such a busy life, she couldn't think about anything but just wanted to sleep.

Leng Yeting, what a disaster!

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