This is a gift that Yan Zhen never dared to fantasize about when she was a girl, and setting off fireworks in H City requires the consent of the relevant departments, and the conservative calculation of ten minutes of large-scale fireworks will cost more than 100,000 yuan.

Yan Zhen has always felt that although she has returned to her twenty-two-year-old body, she has an old and dilapidated soul, she has experienced huge setbacks in her relationship and even her whole life, and she no longer has good expectations for love.

Now seeing this fireworks show, and listening to Ling Yanchen's understated tone when she mentioned it, Yan Zhen found that she was moved, she suddenly woke up, it was not that she had lost her yearning for love, but that the pursuit she encountered did not poke her weakness, simply put, that is, now she was inexplicably moved by money.

No one wants to admit that her soul is really so vulgar and vain, and Yan Zhen is not surprised, but she really despises herself a little at the moment.

Ling Yanchen saw that Yan Zhen was always silent, so he asked tentatively, "Don't you like it?" ”

"I like it." Yan Zhen replied without hesitation.

Ling Yanchen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that Yan Zhen might have remembered something that made her sad. He is not interested in the past of Yan Zhen and Yeon Woo, and he is not disgusted by her occasional reminder of the past, after all, it was her past, and he did not participate, nor did he have a position to erase it.

However, Ling Yanchen was still inevitably a little jealous, but he knew that it was an emotion that belonged to him, and he needed to overcome it himself, not impose it on Yan Zhen.

"Do you still have time?" Yan Zhen asked suddenly.

Ling Yanchen didn't expect the topic to change so quickly, thinking that Yan Zhen had other arrangements, so he nodded, "Yes." ”

"Then come with me to the mall." Yan Zhen pursed her lips and said softly, "I didn't prepare a gift. ”

Ling Yanchen was slightly stunned, "Gave it to me?" ”

Yan Zhen snorted, "You sent me, I should send you too." ”

Ling Yanchen originally wanted to say no, but seeing Yan Zhen's stubborn and insistent gaze, he had no choice but to agree.

But after arriving at the mall, Yan Zhen found that Ling Yanchen lacked nothing, and he usually wore brand high-end clothing, which could not be bought at all in the shopping mall outside.

Yan Zhen walked around the most high-end men's clothes in the mall, and found that those clothes couldn't support Ling Yanchen's aura at all, and they knew that they would definitely not fit without trying them on.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to spend money for a man outside of her family, but found that it seemed that she couldn't spend it......

Seeing that Yan Zhen fell into a low mood in order to give gifts, Ling Yanchen opened his mouth and asked, "Today's holiday, can I give any gift I want?" ”

Yan Zhen will not be deceived by Ling Yanchen's gentle and elegant appearance, this person is a proper businessman in his bones. She replied warily, "It's not a gift, it depends." ”

If it weren't for Ling Yanchen who sent such a large-scale fireworks show today, Yan Zhen, who has always been cautious with others, would not have offered to give a gift.

The value of his gift was so great that she felt that she couldn't get over it without making something to show it.

If Ling Yanchen said he wanted a girlfriend, what would she do? Or maybe he wants a hug or a kiss, so what should she do?

Ling Yanchen didn't know that Yan Zhen's brain was so rich, "Draw me a sketch." ”

"Huh?" Yan Zhen looked puzzled.

"I've seen your sketches, and your sketchbook is in the living room at home, and I saw it by accident." Ling Yanchen explained, "I think the painting is very good, if you have the chance, draw one for me." ”

Yan Zhen's only talent that she can handle is painting, but it's just a hobby. When she was a child, she was sexy and quiet, and Mrs. Yan thought it was good to learn to paint quietly, so she studied intermittently for a long time. Now when she is bored, she occasionally uses her pen to pass the time, but she didn't expect this kind of trivial matter to be noticed by Ling Yanchen.

"Okay." Yan Zhen thought for a while, and then said, "But I rarely draw people in recent years, so don't expect too much." ”

Ling Yanchen's eyes were full of smiles, "I just want to see what I will look like in your pen." ”

After returning home, Yan Zhen took a comfortable bath, came out of the bathroom, and saw the bouquet of flowers that she had placed on the dresser casually in the morning.

Today was almost all day outside, and I didn't have the heart to think about anything else, and now that I think about it, Yan Zhen feels very strange. Listening to Ling Yanchen, he didn't buy flowers or send flowers, so he prepared a fireworks show because he wanted to send flowers to her, it can be seen that the anonymous bouquet of flowers was not sent by Ling Yanchen, so who could it be?

Thinking about it, Yan Zhen thought of Ling Yanyu. Ling Yanyu was empathetic and wanted to dissolve the marriage contract before, but what he did during this time faintly revealed one thing, that is, he was reluctant to her.

Yan Zhen suddenly remembered something, sat on the bed and looked through her phone, and flipped to the circle of friends she posted on Valentine's Day last year, with the picture of a gift from Ling Yanyu, which was exactly the same bouquet of flowers she received today.

There is no doubt that this flower is likely to be really sent by Ling Yanyu.

Why did Ling Yanyu send flowers anonymously, what was his intention, Yan Zhen didn't care at all now, and he didn't even bother to waste his brain cells thinking about such a meaningless thing. Thinking of the experience in his previous life and the cold eyes and various verbal attacks he received before the marriage contract was dissolved in this life, Yan Zhen unceremoniously threw the bouquet of flowers into the trash, out of sight.

Yan Zhen had already blocked Ling Yanyu's phone, and at this time, she had blocked all other contact information one by one, and she suddenly felt refreshed.

Now, Yan Zhen is no longer interested in slapping her face, and she doesn't even feel redundant to look at Ling Yanyu, let alone waste time and thought on him.

Mrs. Yan saw the flowers in the trash can, and after a short period of surprise, she thought for a while, and whispered to Yan Zhen, "Zhenzhen, if you are seriously thinking about things with Yanchen, then you must not have any dealings with Yanyu again." You have to forget the past and look forward, otherwise it will be unfair to Yanchen and you will put yourself in a dilemma. I'm most worried about you at the moment, Aunt Ling. ”

Seeing that Yan Zhen didn't speak, Mrs. Yan said again, "When you become a mother, you will know, no mother can tolerate a woman who separates her two sons, if you really want to be with Yan Chen one day, I am afraid that your Aunt Ling will be your biggest obstacle." Mom is telling you this to tell you that if there is such a day, don't be afraid, don't be sad, Mom is here. ”

Yan Zhen hugged Mrs. Yan, and while she was moved, her mood suddenly became a little depressed.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Mrs. Ling was unable to see the master who had signed for her last time at Ling'an Temple, and was told that the master was not in the temple during the Chinese New Year. Although I heard that the master was the most accurate, but with the idea of rather lacking than indiscriminate, early in the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, when Mr. Ling was still asleep, Mrs. Ling came to Ling'an Temple with the eight characters of Yan Zhen and Ling Yanchen's birthdays.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Ling'an Temple is already at the peak of incense, and pilgrims are flowing. Mrs. Ling was the most generous of the pilgrims, and before nine o'clock, she saw the master with the good sign.

The master who unsigned this time was kind and kind-eyed, and he had dealt with Mrs. Ling on weekdays, and when he saw her, he asked, "Marriage again?" ”

Mrs. Ling was a little embarrassed, "Well, there's no way, my son is thirty-one years old this year, and he is anxious." ”

She knew that Master was very busy, and she didn't want to waste time, so in a hurry, she handed Master the two birthday cards and the good signs, and said, "Master, you can help see the marriage between these two people." ”

Now she is not only worried about her eldest son, but also worried about Yan Zhen, she is really afraid that because of the marriage contract with her second son, Zhenzhen will be disheartened with her relationship from now on, which is the sin of Yanyu and the Ling family.

Mrs. Ling donated a lot of money to the temple this year, and prayed every day, hoping that her eldest son could find a suitable partner, and that Zhenzhen could come out of the shadows as soon as possible. If the Buddha could really hear everyone's voice, it is estimated that she would be annoyed by her chatter.

Chinese is broad and profound, and there may be different interpretations of the same sentence.

What Mrs. Ling asked about the marriage between Ling Yanchen and Yan Zhen respectively. Master heard that it was the marriage of these two people.

Originally, Mrs. Ling felt a little strange when she saw the master comparing the two birthday eight characters, but she didn't dare to ask more, after all, each master has his own habits, and the master is concentrating on reading the sign, so she still shouldn't bother.

Master Tsai looked at it carefully for a long time, nodded for a while and shook his head for a while, and Mrs. Ling's mood also went up and down, uneasy, like riding a roller coaster, for fear that the marriage of the two children she cared about would not go well.

After a long time, the master said slowly, "These two people's fates are very strange. ”

Madame Ling's heart raised in her throat, "Ah, master, what's going on?" What does it mean to be strange? ”

The master was very emotional, "The life of the female donor has changed, and there was no fate, but it has become fate, because the change of the life of the female donor has affected the life of the male donor." If you look at this signature again, all in all, these two people, who have been lonely all their lives, are a match made in heaven together. ”

Madam Ling was surprised, "Master, how is this—how is this possible?" How could the two of them! ”

The master was also a little surprised, "You don't want to count the marriage of these two people?" ”

Ling Fu's mood was greatly shocked, "No, no. ”

The master smiled, "That's okay, I've already counted it together, these two people are good together." There is no definite law, so don't believe too much in everything. ”

The master's proposition has always been like this, and the so-called unsigning is just a request for psychological comfort and spiritual sustenance. How can the fate of man be determined by a thin piece of paper?

Mrs. Ling came out of Ling'an Temple, looked at the pilgrims coming and going, smelled the sandalwood wafting from the temple, and the master's words were still hovering in her ears-

Separated from each other for a lifetime, together is a match made in heaven.

Mrs. Ling couldn't fully recover for a while, and stood outside the temple gate in a daze, holding tightly in her hand the sign she had asked for and the eight characters of the two children's birthdays, her eyes blank.

What the hell is going on? Zhenzhen and Yanchen...... How can it be?!

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