Rong Yan changed into a white lace cheongsam after taking a bath, and walked out of the room after tidying up, exuding a gentle and demure temperament.

Since I have rarely had the opportunity to wear cheongsam after work, now that the weather is heating up, I have the opportunity to wear these cheongsams that are almost at the bottom of the box.

It's also important to delight yourself.

When I passed by the study and saw the door open, I asked, "Where do you put the pastries you bought?" ”

Tang Muchuan also heard Rong Yan's voice, "I won't bother you, remember to help me ask." ”

When the words fell, Tang Muchuan quickly hung up the phone.

Wen Jingchu turned his head to look out of the door, the people in his sight were cold and gentle, and his eyes were all heartwarming with a glance and a smile.

It seems to come from the smoke and rain country in the south of the Yangtze River, and occasionally enter the mortal dust.

No amount of praise can be overstated.

Rong Yan looked at the man's dark eyes, and he couldn't care about his burning gaze, frowning slightly, "Why is your hair wet?" ”

Turning his eyes to look at the open door of the balcony, he already understood a little, turned back to the room and wiped his head with a dry towel.

Rong Yan's sense of smell is relatively sensitive, although the smell of smoke on Wen Jingchu's body has almost dissipated, she still smells it, and can't help but teach, "Wen Jingchu, you are thirty years old, and you still run to the balcony to smoke in such a heavy rain." ”

Wen Jingchu sat on the chair and lowered his head to let her wipe her hair, listening quietly to her nagging, but it made him feel inexplicably relieved.

Rong Yan touched his shirt again, it was also wet, and when he wanted to talk about him, he lowered his eyes and saw that the man who had always been steady and self-contained had a little loneliness in his eyes.

Is it because of his mother?

She sighed, listening to his cold tone in the bedroom, she thought that Wen Jingchu didn't care about his mother anymore, but now it seems that it is not.

She should have known when she met in the movie theater, if she didn't care, she wouldn't have changed her mood so much because of Aunt Jiang.

He cared, but he was so cold to Aunt Jiang.

Maybe I think it's best not to disturb each other.

His mother already has a new family, and Uncle Wen also has Aunt Qiu, not to mention that his mother and father were not so harmonious when they divorced.

If the outside world knows that Director Jiang Yuan was Mrs. Wen, it is estimated that the media will chase after her, and then disturb her stable and happy life now.

The movements of Rong Yan's hands were much softer and brighter.

Although Wen Jingchu is also in a suit and leather shoes today, he does not wear a tie, and the two buttons at the collar are unbuttoned and slightly open, but he has a bit of lazy and casual.

I don't know if I feel the fragility in a man's heart, which stimulates her a bit of motherhood, Rong Yan especially wants to touch his head to give him some comfort.

As soon as the idea came out, Rong Yan did so, touching his head like a child, and then pretending to withdraw his hand calmly, "Don't be sad, there will be me in the future." ”

It hurts you.

Wen Jingchu raised his eyebrows lightly, and held his slender wrist to bring the person to his lap.

Rong Yan was shocked, and was caught off guard by being held on his lap.

She was wearing a tight-fitting waist-cinching cheongsam, her graceful figure was perfectly outlined, and her slender willow waist was in her hands.

Wen Jingchu wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her, his fingers playing with the round earlobes, "Let's raise a child in a few years, adopt or give birth to ourselves." ”

The man's tone was relaxed, asking for her opinion.

Rong Yan grabbed two of the words and asked in surprise, "Adoption?" Can Grandpa Wen and Uncle Wen agree? ”

"It's just up to you."

Rong Yan stared at the man's ink-like dark eyes, saw his firm attitude, shook his head and said, "Don't think about adopting a child first, and we'll consider having a child when my job is stable." ”

She herself is very fond of children, and her grandfather would also like to see his great-grandchildren born.

As for adopting a child, Rong Yan didn't think about it.

But over the years, she has sponsored some of her children whose parents are not there to complete their education

Wen Jingchu hummed in a low voice, "If you are willing to give birth, I will take the child after it is born, and you will do what you want to do." ”

He will not let the tragedy of his father's and mother's previous marriage happen to him and Rong Yan.

Rong Yan raised his head and looked at him, the man's clear face was close at hand, "You bring?" The company is so busy, do you have time? ”

If she has children, it is indeed a bit difficult for her to balance work and family.

The nature of her work dictates that she doesn't have as much time to take care of, but she will accompany her children as much as possible to grow up.

It hasn't been considered so long-term at the moment, but Wen Jingchu's words made Rong Yan a little surprised.

At most, she thought that Wen Jingchu could only take time to accompany her growth, and spend money to hire a professional aunt to take care of her diet and daily life.

"The company's development to this scale will gradually stabilize, and in recent years, it has also cultivated a lot of capable subordinates, and slowly delegating power is that it will be much easier in the future, I will measure these, you don't have to worry."

His palms were hot, his fingertips gently rubbed her waist, Wen Jingchu continued in a serious tone, "I will take over the position of chairman of the group in the next year, and more time is spent on grasping the company's great development, and there is no need to travel often." “

"Besides, you and I, there must be someone who is always by the side of the child, so that there is enough security for growth."

Rong Yan also agreed with Wen Jingchu's words.

She and his childhood did not have complete fatherly and maternal love, and the unhappiness of childhood had a great impact on her character.

After her mother died, she was even more silent, but fortunately, her grandparents loved her very much.

Feeling the hand around her waist tightening more and more, Rong Yan moved like sitting on pins and needles, "I'll go downstairs to eat snacks, you ...... You hurry back to your room and change into a clean shirt. ”

She wanted to go first, but the man's arms were as strong as iron, and when he met Wen Jingchu's burning gaze, Rong Yan wanted to cry without tears, "Wen Jingchu, let go of me quickly." ”

Wen Jingchu's eyes were heavy, staring at her delicate face, his gaze finally fixed on her red lips, and he lowered his head and approached, "You help me change." ”

Rong Yan: "? ”

He grabbed Rong Yan's slender hand and put it under the collar of his shirt, his thin lips close to hers.

At the critical moment, Rong Yan turned his head sideways, propped his hands on the man's chest full of strength, and refused, "You change it yourself, I have to read a book for a while after eating the pastries." ”

She finally waited for a rest day, and she didn't want to waste it all on ...... on the bed.

Looking at his eyes, he was obviously looking at his prey.

Rong Yan resisted like this, Wen Jingchu was sad, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and his tone was disappointed, "Don't kiss or kiss?" ”

"Don't give it now, Wen Jingchu, don't be so clingy."

Do you really doubt that this is still the Wen Jingchu she knows?

The impression of Wen Jingchu is calm and introverted, which is becoming more and more sticky like now.

Rong Yan pushed his arm away, finally broke free from the restraints, and walked to the door of the study like a deserted escape, looking back at Wen Jingchu's lazy and faintly lost expression, and said softly, "I'll give you something delicious tonight, you hurry up and change your clothes, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Wen Jingchu sneered, "Okay, thank you, wife." ”

If he didn't want to let go, how could she break free with this little effort.

Rong Yan seemed to have been burned by his "wife", and hurriedly turned around and went downstairs.

Wen Jingchu also got up and went back to the room to change clothes.

The wedding dress has been delivered to the home.

In addition to the wedding dress, Rong Yan has also tried other dresses, all of which are tailored to her figure, they all fit well, and they don't need to be changed.

Wen Jingchu's eyes fell on the neatly arranged phoenix crown and xia veil, his eyes softened a little, he saw the dress in the cloakroom last night, and went to the Rong family's old mansion in the morning, and he didn't have time to try it on.

On the day of the wedding.

Jiang Yuan brought her husband and daughter to the wedding.

Wen Yunsheng took Meng Qiu to help greet the guests who came to attend the wedding, and met Jiang Yuan's family of three at the door of the hotel.

Wen Jingchu has already explained in advance.

But when she saw her again, Wen Yunsheng was still in a trance for a while.