Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 105 I Will Wait For You To Get Old Before I Bully You
A-Jiao was a little unhappy immediately, "That's because Yan Qingchen is low-key and doesn't like extravagance! He put it on for me himself, can it be fake?" For the sake of face, A-Jiao half-truth and half-fake.

The people became more and more convinced of this matter, and the scandal of the matter became bigger and bigger.Some people speculated that because Gillian was pregnant with a child, they threatened to come into Yan's house.

Xiao Nuannuan was catching butterflies, Gu Zhuzhu ran over, out of breath, "Xiao Nuannuan, you can have a snack! What else are you catching butterflies?"

Xiao Nuannuan came back to her senses, holding a net bag, "What kind of snacks? Is it delicious?"

Gu Zhuzhu shook her head helplessly, "Don't focus on eating. I heard from those seniors in high school that Yan Qingchen is engaged to that girl named Gillian?"

"What is engagement? Is it fun?" Xiao Nuannuan doesn't know?
Gu Zhuzhu, "It means that she will be Yan Qingchen's daughter-in-law in the future and drive you out or abuse you.

With her here, will you still have a good life?Gillian will definitely bully you in the future, make you grind soy milk every day, give you leftovers, and let you live in a pigsty. "

Xiao Nuannuan's mind suddenly came up with the tragic situation of Huan girl in Lao Niu's house.

Her heart was sour, like a vat of fermented sauerkraut, she was going to become a little cabbage that no one wanted!
Holding Gu Zhuzhu's hand, "Zhuzhu, take me to make a call!"

Yan Qingchen was still discussing the defensive layout of the thirteen states with everyone, Lin Sheng held up the phone and looked at him, feeling a little helpless.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qingchen felt that something was wrong with Lin Sheng's expression.

"The little cabbage on the opposite side is crying. Ah, no, the little lady is crying on the other side. I can't hear anything clearly, but I can hear her crying louder than the scalper."

Yan Qingchen rolled up his clothes and didn't ask much, "Go home first!"

The secretary next to him who was in charge of recording the important information held up a pen with a dazed expression on his face.

"Is this meeting still open?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to leave easily.

When Xiao Nuannuan was picked up by Tangxi first, she was still crying with snot and tears.

Silently packed up her little burden, "Don't worry about me, you are all a group of cranes, a nest of scoundrels. Xiao Nuannuan can love herself in the future!"

"Little madam, that's called raccoons of a feather! It's not a bunch of cranes!" It's probably because I've been there for a long time, and I know what this elementary school scum is talking about.

Tangxi wanted to wipe her face, but Xiao Nuannuan froze her head and refused to cooperate.

Xiao Nuannuan sat on the bed, packing up her toys and snacks.

"You will tell Yan Qingchen, this big villain, that I don't want him anymore! Let him marry Zhu Bajie as his wife!"

There was a ferocious aura in the cry, and he looked like a victim who vowed to break up with the scumbag.

Tangxi was angry and funny.

"You should listen to the second young master come back and explain, right?"

"Hmph! I won't listen! When he gets old, I'll come and throw away his crutches and push his wheelchair downhill!"

"Why wait until I'm old?" A voice came from outside.

Xiao Nuannuan didn't look back, and replied directly, "Because I'm still young, I can't beat him now! It's not too late for Xiao Nuannuan to take revenge!"

Slightly frowning, he put down the things in his hands, counted the branches, it seemed that something was wrong, Yan Qingchen still didn't use a crutch for ten years.

"It's the same for many, many years, anyway, I'm still young!"

It seems that I have thought clearly!

After realizing that the voice was wrong, he quickly turned his head.Sure enough, I saw a god standing at the door, almost blocking most of the door.

Xiao Nuannuan let out air through her nostrils, and didn't pack her things anymore.Grabbing her little flower bag, she rolled over from the bed, intending to leave.

Yan Qingchen, "Are you sure you can still find me when I'm old?"

Xiao Nuannuan turned to look at him, a little puzzled.

Yan Qingchen continued, "Why don't you keep me by your side, so that you can attack me when I'm old! You can still buy people's hearts by staying, and when you grow up, Lin Shengshu, Huan Tangxi and the others will listen to you."

Xiao Nuannuan actually felt that it made sense, so she nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait until you're old before bullying you!" Xiao Nuannuan held her fist and said firmly.

Tangxi was shocked, with disbelief and hatred on his face, and silently patted his forehead.

I said little ancestor, why were you deceived by this black-bellied big bad wolf again?
In front of Yan's house, it was the same as before, no matter how gossip journalists didn't have the guts to stand guard.

On the contrary, the Cheng family was surrounded by reporters.

"Miss Gillian, Miss Gillian, I heard that the Yan family is busy recently, and it seems that they are going to hold a banquet. Is it the engagement banquet for you and Young Master Yan?"

Gillian looked shy, "It's hard to say, you will know when the time comes."

The reporter turned around and wrote down in his notebook, "Miss Gillian personally admitted to being engaged to Young Marshal Yan, and the wedding banquet is coming as scheduled!"

When A-Jiao heard this, she panicked, "Don't talk nonsense! When did I admit it? Er Shao Yan just gave me a ring!" There was still a bit of shyness and showing off in her face.

Reporter, "I have given away the engagement ring, isn't this about getting engaged?"

"Me!" Gillian was at a loss for words for a moment, she didn't dare to say yes directly, and she didn't dare not say yes.

In the evening, as soon as the invitations were delivered by the Yan family, someone brought a dress.

Gillian blushed with excitement, "Is this a gift from Er Shao Yan?"

The person who delivered the clothes neither nodded nor shook his head, "Sorry, I'm only responsible for delivering the clothes, I don't know the details."

Gillian caressed the dress, her face full of nympho girls.

"I'm going to be the young marshal's wife, to get such a good-looking man! It's really a blessing for eight lifetimes!"

(Be sober and offend the big bad wolf Yan Qingchen, you will be in bad luck for eight lifetimes!)
In the blink of an eye, it was the banquet hosted by Yan Qingchen three days later.

Gillian came in surrounded by a group of ladies from famous families, wearing suspenders and fringed skirts, like an elegant white swan.

Faced with waves of questions from reporters.Maybe it's too much drifting, or maybe I think it's a certainty.

Gillian directly and generously admitted the engagement.

Mrs. Cheng walked towards her, and quietly pulled her over, "A-Jiao, something is wrong. No one from the Yan family came. It doesn't matter if Mrs. Yan is old, none of those stepmothers, aunts, brothers and sisters came."

Gillian was full of joy, she felt something was wrong.

"Oh, mother, it's not that you don't know. The Yan family has a lot of thoughts, and they have always been at odds with each other.

Why would Qing Chen invite those spoilers?The wedding ring and dress are all given away, what else? "

Before Mrs. Cheng finished speaking, Gillian rushed over to socialize, as if she was a hostess.

When Yan Qingchen came in, all the reporters flocked to him, but no one dared to ask the first question, just pushing and shoving and taking pictures.

Yan Qingchen walked in slowly and walked to the central stage.

He said coldly, "Everyone is welcome to attend this charity gala. All the proceeds from your donations tonight will be used by Ms. Li Juan from the Tianjing City Women's Association to help the trafficked women and children in Tianjing City."

As soon as these words came out, the extremely proud members of the Cheng family turned pale and looked at Gillian in unison.

Gillian's face was full of panic, isn't this, isn't it an engagement banquet?
(End of this chapter)