"When will this marriage contract fall on the adopted daughter? Brother Ai Fang, why don't you tell me about it? "He Changyue can also be regarded as the in-law of the Yan family, and now he is really pitiful for Miss Yansan, not to mention that he has been living abroad for 16 years, and the marriage contract for the finger will be spent by others.

"This, our family doesn't know how to hold it wrong, Jiajia's biological mother, although Zhen Zhen's adoptive mother is a peasant woman, it also happens to be a Mrs. Yan......" Yan Qing hurriedly said: "Fortunately, I found it back." ”

"There's another Mrs. Yan, it's really—what a coincidence!" He Changyue also had to marvel at such a coincidence: "It's already great to be able to find home." ”

Yan Jiajia couldn't break free of Yan Zhenzhen's hand, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to do?" ”

Yan Zhenzhen said lightly: "I'm waiting for Yao Shizi to add a lottery, so that I can win the championship in one fell swoop!" ”

"But you can't even read words, how can you win the championship? Now, it's too late for me to help you catch a knife. Yan Jiajia was almost amused by Yan Zhenzhen's words that won the championship in one fell swoop, and people who didn't know a single big character participated in the poetry meeting. Still want to win? Isn't this laughing off the big teeth of others?

"Does illiteracy have anything to do with winning the championship? Besides, Yao Shizi said that as long as I do it, I will win the championship. Yan Zhenzhen looked around with a smile: "Right, Yao Shizi?" ”

"Miss Yansan, you say, what color do you want?" Yao Qingyun urged: "What can be achieved can't be unreasonable and open-mouthed." ”

"Miss Yansan, you said it!" A girl in an orange skirt beside Bai Zhitong urged: "As long as it is a color that can be realized, Yao Gongzi will not miss you!" My mother is the county lord of Lingcheng, and I can ask her to be a guarantor. ”

Hearing this, Huang Qin looked at the orange skirt that opened her mouth in shock: "Han Jie, how can you help her?" ”

Han Jie is the young lady of Yandong Houjia, in the past, when she gathered with them, she rarely expressed her closeness, and invited her out several times, but she sat quietly.

Such a cold-hearted person would actually help an unlikable person?

Han Jie snorted and said lightly: "Look at your nonsense, anxious!" She turned to Yao Qingyun: "Yao Qingyun, my mother is a guarantor, are you okay?" ”

Yao Qingyun said: "It's no problem. ”

Almost all of them looked at Yan Zhenzhen!

Yan Zhenzhen didn't know the identity of Han Jie and the county lord of Lingcheng, how could others not know?

"What exactly do you want?" Now I'm curious, too. Yan Jiajia said in Yan Zhenzhen's ear, in the eyes of others, she and Yan Zhenzhen are really close sisters.

Few people could see the sarcasm in Yan Zhenzhen's eyes.

Only He Changyue, who was watching coldly from the side, kept looking at Yan Zhenzhen's eyes. Yan Aifang's younger sister is really different from other official ladies: "What kind of color does Miss Yan San want, I'm also very curious!" ”

"I'm thinking." In a poetry club, there was actually a county lord, and the county lord - Yan Zhenzhen remembered that her mother told her that she had an aunt who was named the county lord, and a county lord of Lingcheng appeared at this time.

It can't be that coincidental, right?

Yan Zhenzhen stared at Han Jie with wide eyes!

And Han Jie didn't look at her.

Han Jie's surname is Han, and her uncle's family should have the same surname as her mother.

It seems that she is overthinking.

Yan Qing couldn't watch anymore, he walked behind Yan Zhenzhen in a few steps, and lowered his voice: "Zhenzhen, take it when you see it!" Don't go too far? ”

Yan Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes, and then smiled: "Thank you, big brother, for reminding me, thank you Miss Han for speaking up!" Thank you in advance for the county lord of Lingcheng! ”

"What did I remind you?" Yan Qing was stunned.

"Yao Shizi, there is Miss Han here, and the county lord of Lingcheng is the guarantor, and I will trouble the county lord to help me get the lottery in the future." Yan Zhenzhen let go of Yan Jiajia's hand and arched her hand towards Han Jie.

Han Jie nodded coldly: "Since it is my mother who is the guarantor, she should come forward." ”

At this moment, Yao Qingyun heard that something was wrong, and his smile was a little reluctant: "Yan Zhenzhen, what color do you want?" ”

If Yan Zhenzhen wants the lord of Lingcheng County to guarantee him and ask him to fulfill the marriage contract, it is also natural, after all, Yan Zhenzhen is the daughter of the Yan family.

"What are you nervous about? The lottery I want is a promise from you, and I will ask you in the future, do you dare to respond? Yan Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows and looked at Yao Qingyun.

"As long as I don't marry you, everything depends on you!" Yao Qingyun said angrily.

"Absolutely not." The words are categorical.

"Okay, I promise!" Yao Qingyun let go of the position in front of the book: "Miss Han opened her mouth, there are so many people around, they can testify for you, I, Yao Qingyun, have made a promise to you." Now that the lottery has been ordered, Miss Yansan, please! ”

The promise of the lottery head depends on whether Yan Zhenzhen can win the championship!

Yan Jiajia stared at Yan Zhenzhen: "Third sister, it doesn't make sense for you to ask for this colorful head!" "Such a good opportunity, why not take the opportunity to ask for a marriage contract? If you want it, then Yan Zhenzhen's stalking Yao Qingyun is a real hammer.

However, how did Yan Zhenzhen, a clay leg, suddenly open her mind and ask for a promise?

"Big brother, what did you just remind the third sister?"

"I don't know!" Yan Qing carefully recalled what he had just said to Yan Zhenzhen, and he couldn't think of any word that would give Yan Zhenzhen a reminder.

Yan Zhenzhen walks to the bookcase!

Everyone's eyes moved as Yan Zhenzhen walked.

Doesn't it mean that Yan Zhenzhen doesn't learn and has no skills?

Look at Yan Zhenzhen's posture, she is going to compose a poem!

But seeing Yan Zhenzhen pick up the ink strip, grind it clumsily: "Brother He, whether I can win so many lotteries, Yao Shizi's promise, it's all up to you!" ”

There was an uproar all around!

Yan Zhenzhen actually looked for He Changyue to catch a knife.

Qin Yonghui shouted: "Brother He, don't promise her!" Where did someone find someone to catch a knife on the spot? ”

He Changyue is a person who has been admitted to Xiucai, and then composes a top-ranked aria, which is simply a gesture.

"Miss Yansan, you really opened our eyes!" Bai Zhitong said sarcastically.

Yan Zhenzhen took out her veil and made a flat salute: "This young lady is really an award, a prize!" ”

Where can anyone laugh around?

Someone kept shouting: "He Gongzi, don't answer her!" ”

"He Gongzi, this kind of trivial matter, I don't need to bother you, right?"

"He Gongzi, why did you offend so many people for her?"

"Brother He, don't bother with her, for the sake of Caitou, it's really unscrupulous!" Yao Qingyun became more and more disgusted with Yan Zhenzhen: "Yan Zhenzhen, no one will help you." ”

Yan Zhenzhen grinded the ink: "Yao Shizi remembers to promise me the color head." Don't forget, but the lord of Lingcheng County is the guarantor! ”

"Third sister, why are you here!" Yan Jiajia shook her head regretfully at Yan Zhenzhen: "Just now there was a good opportunity in front of you, but you didn't cherish it!" ”

Yan Zhenzhen's eyes narrowed, looking at the inkstone becoming thicker and thicker, she would not be stupid to tell Yan Jiajia that in fact, she was about to reach the best color.

He Changyue put one hand behind his back: "When I came just now, I volunteered to ghostwrite for Miss Yan San to catch a knife." ”

Yao Qingyun's face was almost crooked: "Yan Zhenzhen, you are cheating!" ”