Wedding?!

He hadn't told her about a wedding! Sheng Wanning couldn't help but glance at him, but given that there were outsiders present, she couldn't question him, so she could only be silent.

As if hearing some big news, Fantesi's mouth opened and he was likened to an "O" shape. Before, the assistant of the Li Group only talked about customizing the game peripherals, but now there is a huge list of wedding rings suddenly! Flattered, he said, "No problem, leave it to me!" I wonder when Mr. Li will need the blueprints?"

"The design of the game's peripherals will be finalized within a month, as for the ...... ring," Li Yanting put his palm on her abdomen, and said softly, "When my wife gives birth to a child, she will make up the wedding, and you have four months to design."

"Oak, I see. In order to make the designer's design ideas more in line with the requirements of Mr. and Mrs. Li, can you please tell us the story of your first encounter?"

The professionalism on Fantesi's face gradually cooled, but the meaning of gossip multiplied several times.

Li Yanting thought that the emotional experience between them was private after all, maybe A-Ning didn't want to say it in front of outsiders?

However, when he lowered his eyes to look at Sheng Wanning's expression, he was surprised to see in her pupils that there was no less gossip charm than Fantesi, as if to say, "yes, what was our first encounter like? Speak quickly, speak quickly!"

Overhead, like a flock of crows, they flew over.

He, a lady who never plays cards according to common sense, even has to knock his own gossip......

"Hmm." Li Yanting looked helpless, and finally spoke, "My wife and I met six years ago, when she was still a midship......

When Li Yan Ting finished telling the story of her righteous and awe-inspiring experience of saving him, Sheng Wanning's breathing was like a stagnant.

Sacrificing one's life?

In order to save an irrelevant person, to lure away the wolves alone? Is this really her?!

The memories related to Mobei in her mind seemed to be fighting in addition to fighting.

It's okay to fight, Zhan Qingcang doesn't let her run around, so every time she just needs to follow behind his ass with a gun, to put it bluntly, she's a bastard. But if any enemy dares to provoke her bastard, she will raise her hand and shoot it with an accuracy of 99.99%!

As for fighting, it is a vice that has been ingrained in rebellion since childhood, and it can't be changed, just because of fighting with the soldiers in the army, she was punished for kneeling hundreds of times, and her knees hurt inexplicably when she thinks about it.

If she wants to say that she saw that the wolves were unhappy and lured them to fight somewhere else, she still believed it.

But...... Save? Was she so kind before?

Sheng Wanning guessed that Li Yanting may have made it up on purpose to add some romance to their love, so it was not broken.

Suddenly, there was a sobbing sound in the studio.

At first glance, she saw that Fan Tessi was actually in tears, wiping her nose and tears with a tissue, and her mouth made an admiring and distressed voice: "I can't imagine that Mrs. Li is so brave and fearless, it is so touching, how fortunate I am to be able to design a wedding ring for Mrs. Li and Mr. Li!"

After speaking, Fan Tessi changed the topic again, and his tone was slightly excited: "What does Mrs. Li like to drink? Lots of drinks in the fridge, I'll go get it for you! No, you can't eat cold ...... when you're pregnant."

Seeing Fan Tessi talking to himself and asking and answering himself, Sheng Wanning was so embarrassed that she wanted to pick her fingers.

Li Yanting was also not happy that Fan Tessi was so enthusiastic about his wife, and a strong smell of aged vinegar began to ferment in his heart, and his tone was suddenly cold: "Mr. Fan, the design work is entrusted to you, I hope the cooperation is pleasant, my wife and I will go back first."

"I'll send two!"

Fantesi personally sent them out of the GE gate before reluctantly turning back.

Sheng Wanning, who returned to the car, gently put her arm on Li Yanting's shoulder, and her small hand hooked his tight jawline, "Not bad, I was made up so righteous and awe-inspiring in the story? I can't even bear it, and I'm sorry for this perfect image if I don't go to the street to help my grandmother cross the street!"

Li Yanting's face was stunned suddenly, it turned out that she thought he was making up a story, and then she remembered that she had forgotten, and a sour feeling welled up in her heart. He forced out a smile and said, "Madame has such a big belly, try to see which grandmother dares."

Let you help you."

Sheng Wanning: "......"

It seems that too, it is estimated that the grandmother will treat her as a porcelain toucher, and don't enter the bureau inexplicably when the time comes.

She pulled away from him, only to be hugged back with a great force.

The man's strong arms went around her back and hugged her tightly, and the ball-sized pregnant belly was between the two, so that his longing for intimacy rested helplessly, and he could only use his fingers to pull her hair, and the movements were extremely gentle.

"Hypnosis tomorrow may be a bit risky, if you feel uncomfortable, end it early, don't be too strong, you know?" He reminded softly.

She knew that the risk he was talking about was referring to Jiang Manyue.

It's just that she has been sleeping perfunctory for several months, her body is getting more and more tired day by day, and the results of each prenatal examination are not ideal, so there seems to be no other way to go except to try Tang Ye's method.

"Well, I know, I'll protect me and the child." Sheng Wanning leaned on his arms after speaking firmly.

The next day, at 1 p.m.

Accompanied by Li Yanting, Sheng Wanning came to her destination.

When they entered the door and saw Tang Ye wearing home clothes and wiping his wet hair with a towel in his hand, the two realized that the address of the business card was Tang Ye's own residence, not a personal consultation room-type workplace!

The two were clearly awkward.

"Ms. Sheng, please come in, you don't need slippers." After Tang Ye finished speaking, he turned around and picked up the hair dryer hanging on the wall, and began to blow his hair by himself.

She only invited Sheng Wanning, and Li Yanting naturally couldn't enter.

"Madame, I'll wait for you outside."

After Li Yan Ting finished speaking, he walked to the window of the corridor on the floor, picked out a cigarette from the cigarette case in his pocket, and the cyan tobacco slowly burned red.

On the other side, Tang Ye finished blowing his hair, put on black-framed glasses, and led Sheng Wanning into a small room with pure white walls and simple decoration, in which there was only a leather chaise longue and a round stool.

Pregnant women are not suitable for lying flat, so Tang Ye raised the back of the recliner and tilted it at a 60-degree angle to the ground, so that Sheng Wanning was almost sitting for hypnosis.

"Start now and let your body relax completely. Inhale and feel the breath flow from the soles of your feet to the top of your head......

Tang Ye's soft and soothing voice was like water waves.

Sheng Wanning followed her guidance step by step into a relaxed state, until sleepiness hit, she closed her eyes, her expression gradually calmed down, and her breathing was very light, very light.

"How does your body and mood feel?"

"It's very—light—loose."

Her voice was small, as if it took a lot of energy to utter every word.

Tang Ye confirmed that she was in a mild hypnotic state, suggesting, "There is a white door in front of you, you go over and open it."

Sheng Wanning, who was gradually falling into a dream, followed her guidance in a daze, and really saw a white door, she was walking slowly, but she didn't seem to be walking, and she was always at the same distance from that door.

Sheng Wanning, who was sitting on the leather recliner, closed her eyes and shook her head, "I can't get by."

Tang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, "Look, what's holding you back?"

Sheng Wanning in the dream lowered her head and looked at a pair of black shackles and heavy iron cables on her legs.

Follow the direction of the cable......

A woman her age was standing far away, clutching the iron cable in her hand.

"It's her, Jiang Manyue!"