This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 29 One Billion Pay, Less!

  After the meeting, Yan Shiqi followed Yan's father into the car.

Outside the gate of Cui Palace, a group of bodyguards stood not far away, and Qin Baiyan, dressed in a tunic suit, stopped and said with a smile: "Fourth, this girl is interesting!"

  None of them thought that the girl who could marry the Qin family would not even want a wedding.

  Qin Baiyu looked sideways, looking at his elder brother who was about the same height as him, with thin lips, "Billions of salary, less!"

  Qin Baiyan: "..."

  You are a Chinese cabbage when you are a bride price!

Qin Baiyan crossed his eyebrows sullenly and coldly. Just about to speak, Rong Qing smiled and patted his hand to appease his emotions. Then he said kindly: "Actually, I think this girl is also good. If the fourth child feels that she is missing, After you get married, you can give whatever sister-in-law you want."

  Qin Baiyu's cold face was a little softer, and he nodded slightly, "Thank you, Sister-in-law!"

   "Then we will go back to the old house first."

   "Well, sister-in-law, go slowly!"

  Qin Baiyan: "..."

  His big brother is really superfluous!

  ……

  Since getting into Yan's father's car, Yan Shiqi found that the clearly spacious and comfortable compartment was filled with shocking depression.

  She was silent all the way, her eyes were always on the neon pavement outside the window, and the street scene flashed by in front of her eyes, but what fell into her heart was the coolness of the night.

  Back to Yan's house, the three of them were silent.

When   opened the door, Yan Shiqi only felt his eyes sway, and Lian Bixiu, who was walking in front of her, suddenly turned around and slapped her harshly.

   "Yan Shiqi, I really owe you in my previous life!"

   "What are you doing when you are a mother?!"

  Yanjun was also taken aback. He shouted angrily and quickly pulled Yan Shiqi behind her, full of displeasure.

Lian Bixiu pointed to Yan Shiqi who was holding his face behind him, and her voice was trembling with anger, "Yanjun, what are you yelling at me? Don't you look at your own good daughter, in front of the Qin family, you talk about everything. What a jerk!"

  Lian Bixiu’s voice was sharp, and her hair was messed up with excessive anger.

   Inside and outside the hall, several babysitters stood in the corner at a loss, and the atmosphere was strangely condensed.

The Yanjun turned around and hugged Yan Shiqi's shoulders, with a slight strength that seemed to be comforting, so he sighed repeatedly, and his tone was full of exhaustion, "You are her mother, don't make any more mess. The girl has agreed to the marriage, can't she still have a bit of herself Thoughts?"

Wearing a cheongsam, Lian Bixiu threw her handbag on the shoe rack and sneered, "She dare to have an idea? If you can marry the Qin family, she will burn the incense. Why don't you get a certificate without getting engaged? Want to make Yan's family a joke for the entire Licheng. Do you want people to know that you marry the Qin family, but you don't even have a decent wedding?"

  At this time, Yan Shiqi, who was protected by the Yan army behind him, looked at Ms. Lian stubbornly, her cheeks hurting fiercely, but it was less than one ten thousandth of what she felt.

  This slap, she didn't expect it.

  She always thought that even if a lady didn’t like her, she would still feel sorry for her.

  But after this meeting, she found out that she was wrong, a big mistake.

  The graceful woman in front of her is just a vanity businessman who wants to sell her daughter a high price.

   "Dad, I'll go for a walk!"

  Yan Shiqi choked and threw a sentence behind Yanjun, turning his back stiff, and tears flooded his eyes in an instant.

   "Dead girl, stop for me!"

  Lian Bixiu was still screaming and cursing behind her, cutting through the peaceful night, leaving a place of grief.

  Yan Shiqi was wearing a water-white dress. The dim yellow street lamp on the side of the road stretched her shadow, and the mottled leaves were dotted with it. Under this quiet tree-lined road, only a touch of water-colored figure walked alone.

  (End of this chapter)