Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Go." There was no room for negotiation, and she refused directly.

"What do you want? Do you want to stay in this house for the rest of your life?" Song qiulian stood up, her hands on her hips, and her eyes were filled with boredom.

"Am I your biological daughter?" Yu Jingya stared at his mother coldly, "Or, are you my real mother?"

She had been studying this problem for twenty years and had been studying it since she was eight years old.

"I'm not your mother. Do you think you fell from the sky?"

"You are my mother. When have you ever done your duty as a mother?"

As soon as Song Qiulian's voice fell, Yu Jingya questioned. In her opinion, at least, no daughter would be as sad as her.

"When you were born, your grandmother said that your family was poor and wanted to strangle you to death. I saved your life!"

Heh...

"Thank you, thank you so much!" She smiled coldly. Twelve years ago, during a family war, she knew why her mother had left her. She was just hoping that she would marry well in the future.

Now, her original selfishness could actually become her fair and square responsibility.

"If you really appreciate it, tomorrow..."

"I will leave this house soon, at most seven days!" Before her mother could finish her sentence, she interrupted her.

"Where are you going?"

"Get married."

Hehe, Song Qiulian laughed, "Yu Jingya, who are you kidding? Will you get married? With whom? Who will marry you?"

"Believe it or not." She was too lazy to explain and slammed the door shut.

He sat at the desk dejectedly. Before he could breathe, the door was knocked on again.

"Yu Jingya, I heard you're getting married, right? Is it true? Are you really going to get rid of the title of leftover girl?"

It was her unlucky younger brother, Yu Wancheng, as soon as she heard it.

Every question had a sarcastic tone. He always vented his anger on the same nostril as his mother, which was why he would cause trouble everywhere, but he was still his mother's warm little cotton-padded jacket!

I don't believe she'll get married. Is she really that bad? Did they think it was normal for her to never get married?

It doesn't matter. Even if the whole world doesn't believe it, there's always someone who will.

Yu Jingya quickly dialed Yin Mo's number and said, "Mu Mu, I'm getting married..."

"Are you talking in your sleep?!" Dudu... Before she could elaborate, Yin Mo had hung up.

Lying flat on the bed with a long sigh, marrying Ye Beicheng was a bit like a myth, because no one would believe a myth.

...

Phantom, the largest nightclub in Xiangyang city.

Neon lights flickered, djs were deafening, men and women were dancing on the dance floor, strange limbs rubbed against each other, and they were extremely extravagant and promiscuous...

"Brother mo, if you listen to my friend, this woman can only sleep. You can't be serious with her. If you are serious, you will be finished. Master kong is really right. It is difficult for a small woman to raise, but it is not easy for her to be close to her. If she is far away, she will be resentful. Brother mo, did you hear what my brother said..."

In room one, Ye Beicheng sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a cup of "The most beautiful woman" in his hand and tasting it absent-mindedly.

In the same box, his best and best friend, Ouyang Feng, was trying his best to persuade him not to make a mistake that made him hate forever.

In Ouyang Feng's eyes, marriage can only be summed up in two words - the grave.

He was buried in his grave last winter, and he couldn't let his best friend be buried in it!

"It's her first time. I should have married her." Finally, Ye Beicheng, who had been silent for a long time, spoke with a faint affirmation in his dark eyes.