Ye Xinyan glanced at Song Ping's family with some embarrassment, and nodded faintly, indicating that he understood. Keep reminding yourself that since this is the case, so be it. She has always been a simple person, and she should have a positive and correct attitude in this kind of thing.

Ye Xinyan sat in the living room of the renovated residence, constantly doing psychological construction, and then heard Jiuyu outside reply: "Miss, Master Jiang is here." ”

"Please come in." Ye Xinyan said, hesitated, took two steps to the door of the house, and hesitated where to go.

Speaking of which, she has been working with Jiang Yifan for some years, and no matter where she met Jiang Yifan before, she didn't seem to have greeted him.

When Jiang Yifan walked in, his mood was also very complicated.

He officially told Ye Xinyan that when he wanted to marry her again, he forced himself to finish his words calmly. Although Ye Xinyan's reaction at that time disappointed him, as time passed, she didn't express her unwillingness, and his heart gradually settled down.

Moreover, every time they met, he could see that Ye Xinyan was rarely embarrassed when facing him.

He felt that it should be the shyness that Ye Xinyan didn't want to show. Jiang Yifan couldn't help but be secretly happy, after three years of suffering, he was finally able to get what he wanted.

Although he often went back and forth to Qi's house and could see her often, he never took the initiative to talk to her. One reason was to make it easier for the two, and another reason was that he was afraid that if he talked too much, it would give her a chance to reject him.

At this time, hearing the promise in the room, Jiang Yifan took a deep breath, nodded solemnly to Jiuyu who lifted the cotton curtain, and walked into the room.

This room is probably the original hall and living room of the private house, and in the spacious room, there is a table of eight immortals in the center, and two chairs on the east and west sides, all of which are simply carved sour branch wood.

Down, the left and right rows are each lined with chairs and narrow tables, the same sour wood and simple carvings. There is a low table by the window, and there are four chairs around it.

There are two cabinets and a hundred treasure pavilion placed on the side of the wall and in the corner, and the hundred treasure pavilion is mainly used to place various architectural models in addition to daily necessities and a few pieces of porcelain.

Ye Xinyan stood in the middle of the living room, and the steps that were about to take a step made Jiang Yifan see at a glance that she was struggling with whether to catch up.

Seeing Ye Xinyan like this, Jiang Yifan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

With the feeling he had when he was dealing with Ye Xinyan, the time when she was most comfortable was when she was doing things and discussing things. Such hesitations and entanglements have rarely been seen before, if not before.

Jiang Yifan himself was also very nervous, seeing that Ye Xinyan was entangled, as if he was about to take a reluctant step, he hurriedly caught up.

"Ah Yan, I have something to discuss with you." He glanced at the furnishings in the house, and the two maids of Song Ping's family and Jiuyue who were standing in the house, "...... Do you want to sit down and talk? ”

Song Pingjia hurriedly asked Jiang Yifan on the chair by the window, and said with a smile: "It's the slave and maid who are rude, Lord Jiang, please sit here." Then beckoned Jiu Yue to serve tea.

Ye Xinyan also nodded slightly to Jiang Yifan, and walked over first, but saw that Jiang Yifan didn't move, but looked at Song Ping's family.

Song Ping's family didn't seem to see Jiang Yifan's gaze, and only cared about placing teacups, dried fruits, refreshments and other things on the low table.

Ye Xinyan couldn't see it, and said to Song Ping's family: "That...... Aunt Song, Master Jiang probably has something important to say. ”

She said this sentence very smoothly, but the actual situation is that it is impossible to be smooth, and young men and women who have already begun to discuss marriage should be alone in a room, which is really against the etiquette law.

However, when she saw Jiang Yifan's expression, she knew that what he was going to say was probably not good to say in front of people. Although she is thick-skinned, she has a lot of embarrassing words, and she doesn't want others to listen to them. Similar to what Jiang Yifan was about to say.

When Song Pingjia heard this, he turned his head and instructed Jiu Yue: "Jiu Yue, the eldest lady and Master Jiang have important matters to discuss. Stand down first, and wait outside the door. ”

Seeing Jiu Yue go out immediately, Song Ping's family closed the door and stood by the door, lowering his eyes, intending to stand like this.

Ye Xinyan looked straight at her, this Aunt Song ...... Is it the iron heart to stay in the house and listen to them?

She set her eyes on Jiang Yifan, this, she couldn't help it. The Song Ping family accepted the dual leadership of the old mother and Mama Jin, and she couldn't afford to provoke her.

In the past, Jiang Yifan complained a lot about Song Ping's family, thinking that she didn't do her duty as a personal mother, and let Ye Xinyan act, but she couldn't control it. At this time, I felt that Ah Yan was a woman after all, and when it came to the critical time, the Song Ping family could still abide by the bottom line.

So, either don't say it, or say it in front of someone's personal grandmother.

Well! Jiang Yifan gritted his teeth. I can't help but say what I need to say, and I see that the New Year is coming, and the time is very tight. If it's too late, after the New Year, I will miss the fifteenth......

Compared with missing the days of the New Year and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, he felt that his skin was thicker, and it was okay to accept the strange gaze of the Song Ping family.

The two sat down on both sides of the short table, and Jiang Yifan first silently tasted the taste of satisfaction in his heart. The two had sat together before, and had spoken alone, but there had never been a throbbing at this time.

Jiang Yifan pushed a cup of hot tea in the direction of Ye Xinyan, glanced at Song Ping's family by the door, and said in a low voice: "My mother will arrive in the capital tomorrow." ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes, glanced at Ye Xinyan very quickly, and explained: "I wrote to my mother a few days ago, and my original intention was to let my mother come back after the New Year. Mother was probably anxious about our family affairs, so she hurried over. ”

Well, whatever his mother was worried about, he would take care of it. He must make Ah Yan feel that she is the daughter-in-law that the Jiang family likes.

Ye Xinyan was also surprised, raised her eyes, and almost met Jiang Yifan's gaze. The matter of the marriage...... Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?

His mother was in such a hurry to come over, wouldn't it be good to even have a good New Year?

She instantly remembered that Ye Xinyan, the daughter-in-law, had seen the Qin family before. After Ye Xinyan and Jiang Yifan got married, she once returned to her ancestral hometown, and in her memory, the scene of returning to Jiang Yifan's ancestral home to meet the Jiang family's elders and clansmen was not very pleasant.

Can the Qin family want her to enter the Jiang family again? Why didn't she believe it?

Ye Xinyan looked directly at Jiang Yifan, and the suspicion in his eyes couldn't be hidden. Jiang Yifan looked at Ye Xinyan's gaze with a little weakness, and immediately looked away.

In other words, isn't it easy for him to lie about this? How can this happen?

Song Ping's family standing at the door was very anxious, the eldest lady was really innocent in her heart, at this time, shouldn't she be shyly expressing her inner joy, and then shy to care about whether the future mother-in-law is the road and whether the residence in Beijing is appropriate?

What's the matter with staring at Master Jiang like this?

Seeing that the eldest lady of her family stared at the old lady for a long time, still unaware, Song Ping's family coughed busily. I want to talk about "Women's Beauty" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~