"I came up with it myself, because I know you like the taste."

Leng Chunzhu replied confidently, but Fang Yan was angry on the spot.

"Who gave you confidence? When this perfume is sprinkled on you, it will change its taste"!

Fang Yan's anger made Leng Chunzhu feel aggrieved and puzzled, and she looked at him timidly. She didn't dare to say more, because she was worried that Fang Yan would repent of her marriage temporarily.

"Yan'er, what are you talking about? Did Stupid Pig (Chunzhu) do it wrong? She dresses herself up for her husband, what's wrong"?

Old Madam Fang stood up again to speak for Leng Chunzhu, Fang Yan was really angry and annoyed.

"The so-called woman is the one who pleases herself, but the problem is that I can't appreciate her kind of ...... at all Ay! In short, I'm not the one to dress up for!"

Fang Yan's anger could no longer be suppressed, in his heart, that kind of perfume was only worthy of Yun Qilan, and only she was worthy of using it.

"No matter what you think, this marriage is not up to you! You must not regret your marriage in the slightest! I've decided, the wedding date is early! Lest the night be long and dreamy, and the late will change"!

The old lady was once again arbitrary, and immediately decided to advance the wedding date. Fang Yan was silent, he knew that there was no point in retorting at this time. He was ready to accept a formal marriage. Fang Yan's love is too extravagant, she Leng Chunzhu doesn't deserve it, Fang Yan's love has been buried deep with Yun Qilan's "death", unless the exact same person appears, it can be excavated.

"I don't refute it, weddings and marriages can be arranged by you! It's just that I want to retract one of my previous decisions, that is, the tea garden cannot be managed by Leng Chunzhu."

As soon as Fang Yan's words came out, Leng Chunzhu was so angry that his hair was about to explode. originally thought that a formal marriage could make her earn materially, and her heart would be comforted. But Fang Yan suddenly said such words, and she instantly seemed to have fallen to the bottom.

Leng Chunzhu pushed Fang Yan's wheelchair hard, and the impact of inertia almost knocked down the Eight Immortals Table in the hall. Mrs. Fang still felt sorry for her son, so she used to straighten the wheelchair.

"I can go one step further and give her the two cloth houses in the city. If you are still not satisfied, then cancel the wedding and I will go to the temple immediately."

Fang Yan took the opportunity to add.

This is what Leng Chunzhu is most worried about, if Fang Yan leaves this home, then she will have no reason to stay here. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to compromise and agreed to take over the two cloth houses.

Since Leng Chunzhu agreed, then Old Madam Fang was no longer picky, and the matter was settled.

Next, the Fang family spent a few days that were calm on the surface, but in fact there were turbulent waves. Zi Yan's whereabouts have always been a concern in Fang Yan's heart. Although she knew that the clouds would not hurt her, Fang Yan still felt at ease with her daughter. He sent many people to find many places, including Xinghua'er's house, but they all came to naught.

The small garden sent out to investigate the autumn wind has been gone for a few days without any news, and Fang Yan is also very anxious.

"Young master, Miss Yun handed over a letter to Xinghua'er, do you want to read it to you?"

Lao Liu was holding the envelope and asking Fang Yan for instructions. Fang Yan only nodded indifferently, because he had already guessed the general content of the letter, presumably Zi Yan's Yun Duo mother would definitely not tell where he was going.

Sure enough, after Lao Liu finished reading the whole article, Fang Yan didn't get a little bit of information. Yun Qilan only said to reassure him that she would take good care of Zi Yan and would definitely cure her illness.

"Well, there's no need to read it anymore! But it's okay, at least I know that Ziyan is safe."

Fang Yan waved his hand, signaling Lao Liu to stop reading the letter, and then leaned back in the chair to close his eyes and recuperate. A few days later, nearly half of the autumn tea in the tea garden has been harvested. The preparations for the marriage are also coming to an end, and Fang Yan is also very reluctant, and cooperates with Leng Chunzhu to take a wedding photo.

The wedding was set on the eighth day of the tenth lunar month, and Leng Chunzhu's mother's family had no parents, so a lot of red tape was omitted. Now she has only two cousins, one is Spring Leaf and the other is Autumn Wind. These two were designated by Leng Chunzhu as bridesmaids, Fang Yan had no opinion, anyway, in his opinion, it was just a formality.

Old Madam Fang suggested that the new house be set up in Yinglan Villa, but Fang Yan was furious on the spot.

"Yinglan Villa, as the name suggests, was built for Qilan. In my heart, Yun Qilan will always be my wife. That home will always belong to her! I can promise to continue the string, but the young grandmother who continues the string can only stay in the Fang family's old house. Otherwise, the wedding will be cancelled and I will ...... immediately."

"Don't say it, I agree"!

Mrs. Fang was worried that her son would bring up the matter of the family again, so she agreed without waiting for him to finish. Leng Chunzhu was very unhappy, but he didn't dare to reveal the slightest hint, after all, the position of young grandmother was not easy to come by!

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of October, and Fang Yan didn't sleep all night that night. The housekeeper Lao Liu accompanied him to talk about dawn.

"Young master, the wedding clothes have been prepared, you better put them on. Don't miss the auspicious time, after all, this is a happy event for the Fang family."

Lao Liu found the groom's wedding dress and urged Fang Yan to change it.

"Okay, I'll put it on. It's just that I have to go somewhere first and then I do the wedding."

"I knew you would definitely say this, okay, Lao Liu will accompany you."

Lao Liu knew Fang Yan's mind very well, and when he decided to continue the string, he would definitely go to Jiuqu Bay. Although Lao Liu knew that Yun Qilan was not dead, it seemed that this secret had to be concealed for now.

Fang Yan quickly changed his clothes, and Lao Liu hurriedly went to set up the carriage and horse, which was newly configured. Fang Yan also planned to go to the provincial capital for treatment in some time, and buy a car by the way when he came back. Of course, this is only his vision for the future, but it is not to add to the excitement of this wedding.

"I haven't been to see her since the tombstone was repaired, and Qilan must be angry. Also, my daughter is missing now, and I really don't know how to explain it to her."

On the way to Jiuqu Bay, Fang Yan spoke full of self-blame.

"Young Master, you don't have to be so serious. Young grandma must understand you, and she will definitely not blame you. Zi Yan follows a cloud mother who loves her the most, and she will not be wronged, on the contrary, she must be very happy. Also, Miss Yunduo...... Maybe I'll come back one day, and then the hostess of Shadow Orchid Villa, but she is the only one!"

Lao Liu was inconvenient to tell the truth, so he could only comfort Fang Yan in this way. Who knows, Fang Yan's sadness is actually deeper. He was full of confidence before, thinking that Yunduo would become the new heroine of Shadow Orchid Villa, but now he has no such confidence.

"Will she ever come back? After my wedding today, are the clouds still willing to return to Shadow Orchid Villa?"

"I believe it will, because true love is not afraid of mountains and roads. At the same time, it takes time to sharpen the truth."

"What a grinding time! Lao Liu, thank you for your encouragement and comfort, which made me feel the strength instantly! I will wait, will definitely wait for the clouds to come back. When the time comes, we will take Ziyan to wander the world and find the long-lasting ...... of happiness."

Fang Yan had hope in his heart again, and kept talking about his ideas along the way.