Fu Wenzhou was like a big dog that had been smoothed out, and he took Song Qingyu to visit every area of the manor as if he was happy.

The sun was rising and the temperature was rising, and Fu Wenzhou finally stopped.

After eating, Song Qingyu said, "I'll go rest for a while." ”

Fu Wenzhou smiled: "Okay." ”

That gaze stared at her for a second and refused to take it away.

As a result, as soon as Song Qingyu left, he sent a group message: "Yuzu proposed to me." ”

Then I spent a circle of friends, with a picture of a hand wearing a ring: [Today, Yuzu proposed to me]

Retreating to the chat list, he received a bag of congratulations and envy, and he was satisfied.

Upstairs, Song Qingyu didn't rest.

After she was sure that Fu Wenzhou didn't follow, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message in the group between her, Yan Miao, and Jiang Xun: [I found a place to hold the wedding, everything is going according to plan. 】

【Received】

【OK】

Then they discussed the details, and in a short time she heard the faint sound of footsteps outside.

She didn't close the door tightly, just covered it, put away her phone when she heard the sound, lay down on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

The man's footsteps were very soft, and when they reached the bedside, there was no movement.

Song Qingyu originally listened carefully to his movements, and really fell asleep after listening.

The phone kept vibrating, Fu Wenzhou took the phone away, and wanted to put it on the sofa, but when he heard that the news had been sending, he glanced at the screen, and just saw Yan Miao's sentence, 'So when did you tell Fu Wenzhou that you were preparing a wedding for him?' ’。

Fu Wenzhou's heart was shocked, he restrained his desire to open the phone, and put the phone on the sofa.

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed with a very light movement, staring at him quietly, enjoying the silence of the moment, but his heart was not at all calm.

He never expected Song Qingyu to do anything for him, and because he didn't expect it, the feeling in his heart was indescribable when he knew that she was trying to make herself happy behind her back.

Fu Wenzhou has always been the type to remember eating and fighting, but all the difficulties and blows he has encountered in his life are here in Song Qingyu.

He will go to God and Buddha because Song Qingyu may not live long, and there will be many times when he is powerless, but at this moment, everything is nothing.

His yuzu is also trying to learn to give him what she can give, just wanting to make him happy.

Fu Wenzhou leaned over and lightly dropped a kiss on her forehead.

After Song Qingyu woke up, she subconsciously touched the position next to her, and realized that she was not in her original home.

Then she remembered what happened before she went to bed, and after touching the phone for a long time, she didn't find it, and finally found it on the sofa.

Jiang Xun and Yan Miao in the group are already 99+ news, and during the time she didn't return, the two got all the details right.

Jiang Xun finally asked her for the detailed address of the wedding banquet, and she arranged for someone from the wedding company to come over to inspect the venue.

didn't get a reply, Yan Miao said, 'She may be asleep', and the chat ended there.

Song Qingyu cleaned up and came downstairs.

Fu Wenzhou was drinking tea in the courtyard and talking to someone.

She waited until he finished the phone call before she walked over.

Fu Wenzhou got up, led her to a sandalwood chair and sat down, and poured her a glass of water: "Have you slept well?" I'll go to the company in a while, and I'll let the driver take you back? ”

"Okay." In such a hot season, there is a gentle wind in the yard, and I don't feel how hot it is to sit here.

Song Qingyu asked: "I want to take Jiang Xun and them around, what is the combination lock?" ”

Fu Wenzhou: "Your birthday." ”

Song Qingyu laughed in her heart.

Why do you bother to do this, Fu Wenzhou set a password, and he couldn't escape those numbers.

In the next few days, Fu Wenzhou was even busier, and he just gave Song Qingyu time to set up the scene.

She personally supervises the follow-up and leaves no room for error.

And the invitations were also sent out one by one, and when they were sent out, she asked all the people who were doing the work to tell the invitees that because they wanted to surprise Fu Wenzhou, they needed to help keep them secret.

didn't know, Fu Wenzhou already knew.

The day before the wedding, Song Qingyu was also busy.

She double-checked all the processes, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Fu Wenzhou sent a message at five o'clock to ask her if she wanted to pick it up, but she refused.

All the surprises will have to wait until tomorrow.

didn't know that when she was busy working in the manor, at the same time, Fu Wenzhou and Liang Muchuan and others gathered in a private club.

Liang Muchuan's eyes were extremely complicated when he looked at him.

Look at it a few times and sigh, and then look at him twice after sighing. There is envy and incomprehension in his eyes, and there is a little cheapness.

He raised his glass and toasted him: "I wish you happiness." ”

There is no beginning or end to this, if Fu Wenzhou didn't know that Song Qingyu had sent the invitation to them, he would definitely feel inexplicable.

He said lightly: "I will definitely be happy." ”

Liang Muchuan was like a person who couldn't show his white with a treasure in his hand, and couldn't restrain himself from wanting to show off, so he moved his position to him: "Don't you wonder why I said this suddenly?" ”

The old god Fu Wenzhou is there: "Oh, why? ”

Liang Muchuan smiled, "I won't tell you." ”

Fu Wenzhou gave him a slap in the eye and ignored him.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Yan Shaoqin staring at his mobile phone from time to time, drinking wine like water, raising his chin towards him, and asking Liang Muchuan, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Liang Muchuan leaned into his ear, "I was dumped by a woman." ”

Yan Shaoqin said coldly: "I'm not deaf. ”

Liang Muchuan: "Oh, I know. ”

When Fu Wenzhou heard this, he raised his glass to him from afar: "Come on." ”

He didn't even bother to ask who he was dumped by, as long as he didn't worry about his pomelo, Yan Shaoqin had nothing to do with him just looking for a sow.

At eight o'clock, Fu Wenzhou received a message from the driver, telling him that Song Qingyu was going home.

He got up directly, "Let's go." ”

In the past few days, in order to make Yuzu feel at ease, he has found all kinds of excuses to stay outside, and even the phone message greetings are cautious, for fear of disturbing her.

Seeing that he threw a bunch of people down like this, Liang Muchuan, who organized the game, was dumbfounded.

What kind of person is this, let him form a game, and then throw them down halfway and leave by himself?

If it weren't for Fu Wenzhou, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died.

Fu Wenzhou returned home first, washed off the smell of wine, and Song Qingyu just entered the door.

He had already brewed the medicinal tea that Yun Nian had specially developed for her, and got up to welcome her in.

Seeing a trace of tiredness in her eyes, she felt distressed.

"Why did you come back so late?" He complained, touching her head and touching her hands, for fear that she would hurt somewhere, as if he was checking some treasure.

Song Qingyu was already accustomed to these little habits of him, let him check it, and looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although she was a little tired, she was very energetic.

She stared at the man's handsome face and asked softly, "Fu Wenzhou, do you have any arrangements for tomorrow?" ”

Fu Wenzhou's throat tightened, and he pretended to ask calmly: "There is no special arrangement, what's wrong?" ”

In fact, he postponed all the trips for tomorrow.

Not only tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and even the next week, he is free.