"Then what's the matter!Mo'er, how can you not have a wedding!"

Qi Ningdai was the first to jump out and object.

"It's just, whatever, it's your big deal, and it really shouldn't be a wedding if you don't have it. Fu Zhenxiong said.

Fu Simo's expression was cold, and his voice was also very cold, "There is nothing that should not be held, I said that if I don't hold it, I won't hold it." ”

When Qi Ningdai wanted to say something, Tang Qingcheng opened her mouth, "Grandma, it's okay, if you don't hold a wedding, you won't hold it, it's not in the way." ”

Qi Ningdai looked at her and sighed, "You stupid girl, marriage is a major event in life, how can you be so hasty? Grandma knows that you are thinking about Mo'er, but you can't be too wronged by yourself." ”

Tang Qingcheng showed a shallow smile and shook his head, "Grandma, I really don't feel wronged, the wedding matter, so be it, anyway, the two of us have already received the certificate, aren't we?"

Fu Simo was stubborn, Tang Qingcheng didn't care about it, and Qi Ningdai had no choice but to give up.

Xue Mingli glanced behind Tang Qingcheng and frowned slightly, "Who is he?"

Tang Qingcheng looked at Tang Yi, Tang Yi hid behind her, looking at these people in front of him with some fear.

"He's my brother. ”

"Brother, are you marrying Mo'er, and you are still dragging your family?" Xue Mingli looked at her with some dissatisfaction.

Tang Qingcheng pursed his lips, and there was a trace of embarrassment on his face, "No...... My brother he ...... He's not in good health, so ......"

When Xue Mingli just wanted to say something more, Qi Ningdai came out to relieve the siege, "Okay, don't say it, since it's all one family, it doesn't matter, there is one more person." ”

As soon as Qi Ningdai spoke, Xue Mingli couldn't say anything more.

Tang Qingcheng looked at Qi Ningdai and nodded slightly, his eyes were full of gratitude, "Grandma, thank you." ”

Qi Ningdai smiled and motioned for them to go upstairs first.

Fu Simo took her upstairs, and asked the maid to vacate a room to take Tang Yi over.

Fu Simo's room is very large, but it is mainly black, gray and white, which looks a little cold.

After Fu Simo took her to the room, he briefly explained a few words before leaving.

When he returned, it was late at night.

He thought she was asleep, but as soon as he entered the house, he saw the little woman sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, and when she saw him enter the room, she immediately put the magazine aside and stood up.

Fu Simo looked at her, she looked restrained, a pair of small hands folded in front of her, her eyes drooped, as if she didn't dare to look at him.

She looked like this, but she had a little bit of a meaning of seeing him as a beast of the flood.

He slowly approached her.

Tang Qingcheng subconsciously stepped back until his calf reached the edge of the sofa, and there was no way back.

Fu Simo was more than a head taller than her, and the extremely close distance between the two made Tang Qingcheng feel a sense of oppression, almost subconsciously, and she looked away.

Fu ...... Mr. Fu ......"

"Why don't you look at me?" the man's deep, nice voice sounded above her.

Tang Qingcheng was stunned, and after reacting, he said, "I'...... No. ”

As soon as she said this, the next second, her jaw was hooked by the man, and she had to raise her head, facing him with a plain little face, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

The close distance allowed her to feel his warm breath, and his breath sprayed on her little face, inexplicably, her face was flushed with heat.