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Lu Yin did not move Jane's face at all.

When his body left, there was an imperceptible slump, and the emotion in his eyes was hot and thick with asphalt. Jian Zhiyan didn't dare to think deeply, for fear of getting in by mistake, he quickly opened his eyes.

After arranging her collar and hair, she wanted to take the opportunity to open the car door to escape, but Lu Yin grabbed her wrist again, this time not too hard, Jian Zhiyan pulled twice in the opposite direction, and got away.

Lu Yin's hand dropped, and he finally said, "Don't marry someone else."

They all know that sex is a cover, he used it to test her, if she is still willing to sink with him, what is the importance of Han Yi, but she refused, like a chaste and strong woman.

Jian Zhiyan's nose was sour, and she wanted to cry again, but she still held back.

"Whether I get married or not has nothing to do with you."

This is all I can say, she no longer has the ability to fight with him for another second, and for another second she is afraid that she will not be able to bear it and fall back into his arms, even if there is a quagmire there.

Jian Zhiyan turned around and opened the door, and got out of the car without stopping.

Her car was parked just ten meters away, she walked a few steps quickly, and got into the cab, still in shock but unable to think.

Jian Zhiyan started the car, and when she was about to drive away, she turned on the right light, subconsciously looked at the otoscope, and the window on Lu Yin's side fell down again.

A slender, white cigarette was held between his fingers, and the smoke curled up.

It started to rain from the sky, fine droplets of water hit the glass, Jian Zhiyan finally couldn't help but shed tears, it's officially over tonight.

This secret and absurd relationship quietly ended on this rainy night.

There are still 30 days before they start, which is less than a year.

The white Porsche left quickly in the rain, leaving only a phantom, which stayed in the lover's eyes for a long time.

……

The wedding is on the agenda.

The day Ming Xihua got the notice was the first night of the meeting between the parents of the two parties. One son and one daughter returned to Ziyuan and told her, "Get ready to dress, and I will meet Han Yi's parents tomorrow."

"Who is Han Yi?" Ming Xihua put down his teacup and asked without knowing why.

"Yanyan's boyfriend."

Jian Zhilei's answer was concise and to the point.

Ming Xihua immediately went to see his daughter who was sitting beside him, "Didn't you just separate from Lu Yin, and you have a new boyfriend so soon?"

"Well, and I'm going to become a fiance soon."

Jian Zhiyan gnawed on an apple, without much expression on her face.

Ming Xihua understood immediately, "Which family is this Han Yi the son of? Your brother found it for you?"

"What do you want to say?" Jian Zhilei frowned.

"I put the words here in advance, political marriage is not a good destination, but since you brothers and sisters have already decided, I don't want to say anything more."

Ming Xihua stood up proudly, ready to go upstairs.

This time she made it clear that she didn't want to quarrel with them, Jian Zhilei frowned even deeper, but Jian Zhiyan understood her mother's weakness.

"Then about having dinner with Han's parents tomorrow," Jian Zhiyan raised her voice, instead of asking Ming Xihua if she would go or not, she said, "Remember to dress nicely. I heard that Han Yi's mother is very beautiful, so don't be compared to me." .”

Ming Xihua paused, his body didn't move, his face turned forty degrees, revealing the delicate arch of nose and forehead.

"of course."

With a soft snort, Ming Xihua went upstairs and left with all kinds of amorous feelings.

Jian Zhilei raised his eyes, glanced at his sister, and discovered for the first time that Jian Zhiyan had such a cunning side.

Jian Zhiyan shrugged and smiled, she didn't realize she was seen through.

Ever since her illegitimate daughter's identity was exposed, she began to let herself go, being a good girl, whoever she likes, whoever she likes, anyway, she doesn't want to live the timid days before.

……

Jian and Han's family banquet was held in a Su-style restaurant, which had an extravagant atmosphere in the Southern Song Dynasty. There was a roll of gauze curtains, and there was a slight dance.

Jian Zhiyan sat by the moon window, resting her chin on her hands, watching a play through the window.

The people in the play don't know it, and the wine is mixed.

Han Yi drank a glass with Jian Zhilei as a thank you matchmaker. After drinking it all, Jian Zhilei was as calm as water, but his face turned red. He didn't know what the two said. Han Yi smiled and lifted his glass, and sat for a while , came out to find Jane's face.

"Isn't it cold to sit here?"

He rubbed Jian Zhiyan's small face with his big warm hands, he didn't dare to use force, he just cherished it.

Jian Zhiyan pulled him to sit down, poured a cup of aged Pu'er, and pushed him in front of him.

"Don't drink with my brother in the future, he won't pour a thousand cups."

Han Yixiao: "I can't help it, I'm not good at socializing, my dad insists that I respect him."

He rubbed his face and said, "You don't know how much my dad likes Zhilei. When we didn't know each other, he asked my elder brother to get to know Zhilei. He talked about it every day, saying that I would like Such a son is so wonderful."

Jian Zhi smiled, "You and your elder brother are very jealous, aren't you?"

"I'm fine. After all, Zhilei is my future uncle, but my elder brother, he didn't come today."

Jian Zhiyan: "My brother has been the kind of 'other people's child' since he was a child. Anyone who compares with him will be really tired."

Han also nodded.

There was another wave of excitement in the room. Father Han clapped his hands and praised Ming Xihua for her good sons and daughters. Finally, he remembered, "Where is Zhiyan, I haven't seen her for a long time."

There was no way to hide from this cleanliness, Jian Zhiyan got up, and returned to the banquet side by side with Han Yi.

"I went to sit on the balcony outside for a while, and when I heard there was a performance, I was so fascinated by it that I forgot the time." Jian Zhiyan sat down apologetically.

On her right is Ming Xihua, and on her left is Mrs. Han. Because Mrs. Han came to power later, her status in the family has always been low, so she has the habit of looking at people's faces today.

Seeing that Jian Zhiyan spoke in an easy-going way, Mrs. Han took the opportunity to chat and asked, "What show is there outside? How beautiful it is."

"It seems to be Kunqu opera, I don't understand it either."

"Kunqu opera!" Mrs. Han exaggerated, "Did Mrs. Jian sing this before? We will be a family from now on. Is there any chance to hear Mrs. Jian sing once?"

Being ridiculed for no reason, and still using a not-so-open method, Ming Xihua cast a cold glance over him.

"Why, does Mrs. Han really want to hear me sing?"

Han Dongbang gave Mrs. Han a hard look, and Mrs. Han's face turned pale immediately, and she said embarrassingly.

"Let's chat, I was just joking."

It's boring to make a fuss, the scene is a bit cold.

Ming Xihua smiled contemptuously, and continued to maintain a cold and haughty look.

On the other side, Jian Zhilei and Jian Zhiyan's brothers and sisters had the same attitude, and no one came forward to step down the steps for Mrs. Han.

Han Yi knew the general idea, walked around the big table, stood up, and poured a cup of tea for Ming Xihua, "My mother seldom comes out to socialize, and she is not very good at talking, so don't worry about Auntie."

This is a great young man.

It's not that Ming Xihua can't see good things. Although he is not satisfied with the marriage of a wealthy family, but seeing Han Yi's willingness to accommodate, he also knows that he likes his daughter somewhat.

Convincing himself, Ming Xihua took the cup, "They are not outsiders, there is nothing to worry about."

"Thank you auntie."