Can you really get married? I'm not ready for anything. Yu Guang glanced at Song Yiheng, who was lying on the hospital bed, and saw that the president had a black face, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Yes......" Su Yiqing wanted to refuse, but her mouth opened, but she couldn't say anything.

Mu Ningci's face gradually became happy. Looking at the shy Su Yiqing, the more she likes it, and her son still likes it.

"Wow ......", Mu Ningci suddenly stood up, grabbed Su Yiqing's hand and stuffed it into Yan Hezhi's palm: "Promise!" said with a sweet smile on his face like honey.

The weak, boneless little hand held in the palm of his hand trembled slightly, as if he was afraid. Yan Hezhi tightened, wanting to give Su Yiqing more security.

Song Yiheng's hand moved, and he looked at Yan Hezhi coldly, what did he do?

"Yiqing! promise!" Mu Ningci's eyes flickered. She believed in her first impressions, and at the first sight of the parking lot, she fell in love with this easily shy blushing girl. It's beautiful, looks good and has a good personality, and my son likes it.

Su Yiqing blushed, frowned slightly, and bit her lip. She had been waiting in her heart, waiting for maybe the president would say something.

Outside the door, Song Zhenshi's assistant slowly pushed Song Zhenshi's wheelchair into the door of the ward, stopped when he was outside the door, heard the situation inside, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers moved, and he commanded the assistant to push the wheelchair into the ward.

Song Yiheng saw Song Zhenshi appear, and his hands tried hard to support his body.

"Don't get up, you're hurt. Song Zhenshi said slowly. Then his eyes turned to Su Yiqing and looked up and down.

Su Yiqing looked at Song Zhenshi with a sharp gaze, and she was even more restrained.

"Let's do it, find an auspicious day for the zodiac, and hurry up to get the wedding done. He said slowly in a deep voice. didn't ask Su Yiqing at all, and Song Zhenshi agreed.

If it were usual, a person like Su Yiqing, Song Zhenshi would look down on him at all. It's just that the situation is special now, as long as it's a woman, as long as Yan Hezhi or Song Yiheng likes it, I don't have to think about what kind of business interests are right at all. Because...... Mu Ningci didn't know how much time he had left to wait. The top priority can only be ...... quickly As long as these two sons are willing to do as much as they want.

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The people were scattered. The ward seemed empty in an instant.

A ridiculous marriage proposal, Su Yiqing didn't say a word from beginning to end, and the wedding was set.

Song Yiheng sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath. In that case, there was no exit to block it. Myself...... Why should I stop them? People love men and women, and there are parents to testify, so I have no reason to prevent people from getting married.

It's ridiculous to say, not long ago, she was still pretending to be her fiancée, but today she has become Yan Hezhi's wife.

The third uncle of the old housekeeper walked in with a food box in his hand, saw Song Yiheng sitting on the bed smoking, and ran to Song Yiheng's hospital bed in a panic: "Young master!

Song Yiheng raised his eyebrows disappreciatively, and in the smoke and half-squinted at the housekeeper: "Are they all gone?"

The old housekeeper frowned: "Alas, they're all gone! I also heard that Young Master Yan is getting married." It's not that fast...... It's no wonder that my wife is so sick, I'm afraid that Young Master Yan is just looking for a random woman to start a family, so that Tai** will leave. ”

Hearing this, Song Yiheng twisted his brows: "What do you mean by this?"

The old housekeeper suddenly realized that the young master didn't know anything. I could only report the little rumor I heard from the old mansion to Song Yiheng.

After listening, Song Yiheng thundered. Only then did I know that Yan Hezhi was eager to marry Su Yiqing, not because of his sincerity, but because his mother had an incurable disease.

Taking a deep puff of cigarette, Song Yiheng felt that life was powerless, and life was so fragile. sent away his biological mother and sent away Jian Ai...... Is it time to send off my mother?

extinguished the cigarette, Song Yiheng's chest was so tight that he was about to vomit blood. It is impossible for a person like Yan Hezhi to be single-minded to Su Yiqing alone, Su Yiqing is just a victim.

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Tie the knot?

Su Yiqing stood in the big garden of the Song family's old mansion, and it seemed that she had not woken up from the stunned "marriage". Ignorant, in a trance, as if in a dream.

After coming out of the hospital, he was taken to the old house of the Song family to live. Mu Ningci completely treated her as a daughter-in-law and entertained her warmly.

Yan Hezhi stood behind Su Yiqing, looking at Su Yiqing's lonely back standing in the garden. Marrying herself, Su Yiqing didn't have much joy, which made Yan Hezhi unhappy.

"Yiqing!" Yan Hezhi walked to Su Yiqing's side, stretched out his hand and hugged Su Yiqing's thin shoulder: "What's the matter?

"No! it's not like that! Yan Tezhu ......"

"Call my name!" Yan Hezhi stretched out his hand and pinched Su Yiqing's chin, with a gentle smile on his face, and behind the gentleness was a touch of coldness: "Our wedding is scheduled for half a month later, and you will be my wife in half a month." ”

Yan Hezhi has had so many women around him, but he has never thought about what kind of woman will be his wife. Today, at the moment of proposing to Su Yiqing, I was thinking in my heart, it was her.

Half a month? So anxious? I haven't prepared anything yet. But...... The Song family has money, even if it is tight and has money, anything difficult can be settled.

But...... Su Yiqing looked at Yan Hezhi in front of her. Marriage is the lovesickness of two people, is the man in front of him reliable? In the past 20 years, he has been living a life of fear, making himself full of anxiety about the world. And whether it will be able to settle down in this man in the future.

It is undeniable that I admire the eye helper, but admiration is not admiration. Even if you are in love, you don't have to marry him. The president's various admonitions were constantly repeated in his head, making him doubt and guess the gentle man in front of him.

Yan Hezhi rubbed Su Yiqing's hair: "Yiqing, I swear, I will do everything I have to give you the best......!" That lip had been kissed by Song Yiheng before, and it seemed to be branded with Song Yiheng's mark, and as soon as I saw that lip, Song Yiheng's indifferent and fierce gaze sounded. But...... Even so, it doesn't seem to affect his fanaticism for Su Yiqing.

"Yiqing!" Yan Hezhi suddenly pulled Su Yiqing, his hot body pressed against Su Yiqing, and bluntly expressed his inner thoughts and physical needs to Su Yiqing at this time. He has coveted Su Yiqing's body for a long time.

Although he is unemployed, he has grown up so much that he still knows something about men.