This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 560 Is there no wedding?

  Duan Mu''s words, let Wen Cheng wake up from the memories, probably thinking about something shocking, her face was a little pale, her eyes fell on his face erratic, she quietly bowed her head and nodded.

  For Xiao Qi, this identity must be recognized.

  There are also malicious speculations on the Internet. It’s time to give them a powerful counterattack.

  Duanmu’e looks from left to right. The two children are his granddaughters.

   has completely opposite personality traits.

  This old gentleman is a founding general. He once had blood on his hands and sprinkled blood on the cause of the motherland. He is upright and resolute, and he is most uncomfortable with the sour sect of literati and scholars like the Wen family.

  The children of the Duanmu family must be brave and heroic, and must be upright. And Wen Cheng has been a rusty child since he was a child.

  Look at Yan Shiqi again, the old man’s sharp pupils can tell at a glance the grace and grace in her bones.

  It is a kind of natural blood, it has nothing to do with birth, it is blood engraved into the bones and blood.

  In Duanmu''s eyes, Yan Shiqi's eyes were pierced, and his gaze was upright. There was no pretense and pretense that Wen Zhiyu had deliberately pleased in front of the elders.

  When he looks at a person, he looks at self-cultivation and vigor.

  All these, Yan Shiqi and Wencheng, both exist.

  Thinking of this, Duanmu E narrowed his eyes, and a cold shot shot out, "I heard that Wen Zhiyu was sent back to her biological family?"

  Wen Cheng and Yan Shiqi nodded at the same time.

  Duan Mu'e couldn't help but sneered, "Sure enough, it is the soft style of the Wen family, and I haven't given you an explanation? Lanya has been assimilated by the Wen family so badly these years, it is really disappointing!"

   Mentioned Duanmu Lanya, the two sisters did not say a word tacitly.

Although    is a biological mother, her style of doing things does not inherit the vigor and swiftness of the old man.

  But, they are juniors, and there is no reason to be beaked.

  ……

  Duanmu'e had lunch in Linhu Bay. He was not in good health, so he temporarily went to the guest room to rest after the meal.

  At this time, Rong Yun was sitting in the living room looking at the junior in front of her. Her gaze fell on Yan Shiqi's body, with a faint curiosity, "Qiqi and the fourth kid were married. Didn't the wedding take place?"

  Yan Shiqi raised her eyes and nodded at her, "No, I was busy before, so the wedding was put on hold."

   "When is it going to be held? I just heard what the old man said, I want to hold a confession banquet for your sisters, how about..."

  Before the voice fell, the man answered in a deep voice, "We have other arrangements for the wedding, so I can't keep my auntie worried."

  Rongyun's expression was slightly condensed, she smiled, and her tone was light, "Okay, I'm just suggesting, you young people now have their own ideas, and my old woman doesn't have much to say."

  The words are over, the atmosphere in the living room is a bit stagnant.

  Yan Shiqi also learned later that Rong Yun was indeed the sister-in-law of Rong Qing’s sister-in-law, but she hadn’t contacted him for nearly 30 years.

  At the time, Rong Yun was the personal nurse of Mr. Duanmu'e. Later, the old man’s wife passed away, and he unexpectedly used Rong Yun as a continuation. Although the wedding was not held, it caused quite a stir in the Imperial Capital.

  The year they got married, the old man was over sixty-five years old, but Rong Yun was just in his early forties.

   Even the entire Duanmu family was full of troubles.

  And today, Rong Yun and Duanmu'e appeared in Linhu Bay. It was because she took the initiative to contact her sister-in-law Rongqing that they had such a meeting.

  (End of this chapter)