Chapter Twenty-Eight: Preparing for the Wedding
It's been 2 months since Yi Wei left the game, these days, Yi Wei drove with Zhao Qian either on the way to see the house or on the various details of preparing for marriage, Zhao Qian's parents didn't have any opinion on Yi Wei and felt that their daughter was happy, but according to the custom, a bride price of 300,000 yuan was needed, Zhao Qian grew up in the city, her parents felt that the house could be smaller, and the other requirements were not high, just hope to have a decent marriage and receive a minimum bride price of 300,000 yuan, according to Zhao Qian's local customs, if you don't give the bride price, the man will feel that it is too easy to take a wife and don't know how to cherish itγ
For this Yi Wei didn't say anything and turned around to look at Zhao Qian, since this is the case, let's follow the customs, after going back, Zhao Qian asked Yi Wei: Ming, we have a total of 600,000, and we gave 300,000, what should I do if I buy a house for a wedding?
Yi Wei: It's okay, I've paid off millions of debts, are you still afraid of being overwhelmed by this little bride price? I'll figure it out.
On the way back from Zhao Qian's hometown, it was unfortunate that it was foggy that day, so for the sake of safety, Yi Wei decided to stop in the service area and wait for the next day's daytime.
The window flowers are getting thicker and thicker, but Yi Wei still clearly sees in his mind that this service area is the gas station service area where he was deceived of 2 million, the gas station has not changed, the service area has not changed, but the cars and people have changed.
Zhao Qian leaned on Yi Wei's chest and asked: Do you have something on your mind?
Yi Wei: No, I just suddenly sighed that I was going to get married, and I was really going to get married!
Zhao Qian: You should be content, a person who owes so much money and has gone from girlfriend to the wedding hall.
Yi Hao smiled and hugged Zhao Qian, he looked at Zhao Qian's eyes, and suddenly leaned over gently.
Zhao Qian smiled inadvertently and pushed Yi Wei away: What are you doing?
Yi Wei raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: You guess?
Yi Wei pressed Zhao Qian's two shoulders and slowly and gently pushed Zhao Qian down, the air was condensing, and Yi Wei could even feel Zhao Qian's faster and faster heartbeat.
Although Zhao Qian is usually more rigorous as a lawyer, at this time she is like a sister-in-law, turning her cheeks shyly,
Yi Wei got closer and closer, Zhao Qian's breathing became more and more rapid, and she felt that her heart was about to jump out.
The sound of traffic, the lights flashing through the windows with the sound of the whistle, and now they don't matter.
It was a long, warm night.