Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 193
An Xiran couldn't bear it, and stood up straight, "Then have you considered that the Yan family will let you get started?"

Xiao Nuan smiled, "The Yan family doesn't want me to marry in, so let him marry out.

Miss Su, what you want to be is the young marshal's wife, and what I want to be is Yan Qingchen's wife.It doesn't matter if he is a young marshal or not. "

Before An Xiran could make a sound, a chuckle came from the door.

Yan Qingchen seemed to have been listening at the door for a while.

He came in and teased, "If you want to marry me, what dowry gift have you prepared?"

Xiao Nuan pretended to think about it, "Forget it, you are too expensive, I can't afford it."

Yan Qingchen came over and handed her the clothes in his arms.

"How about I pay back? Bring your own dowry, and I will give you all the money you earn in the future. You can't fight back if you hit me or scold you!"

Xiao Nuan deliberately glanced at An Xiran's expression, it was extremely ugly.

"Forget it, Young Marshal Qingjie should not be depraved, I'm not a famous lady, I'm not worth it!" It seemed that he wanted to annoy An Xiran on purpose.

Yan Qingchen stroked her hair, "I was raised pampered, even a princess can't compare."

He glanced at An Xiran lightly, "Miss An, is she still leaving?"

An Xiran squeezed her fingers tightly, while Yan Qingchen spoke to Xiao Nuan with kindness and pampering in her coldness.

She didn't have the slightest expression on her face, and seemed to be two completely different people.

"The old lady asked me to come over and deliver some pastries to Xiao Nuan, to see her."

Yan Qingchen said, "We've accepted the cakes, and you have to see them too." The implication was to drive her away.

An Xiran's face was pale, and she had never been so angry.

There were tears in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Second Master, I don't want to embarrass you either. But the marriage of the Yan'an family is a big deal.

In this way, I can be a wife in the open.Like other big families, they appear as husband and wife.As for you being with Xiao Nuan in private, I have no objection either. "

Taking retreat as advance, An Xiran felt that any man would agree.

Yan Qingchen refused coldly, "Miss An thinks very highly of herself, from the beginning to the end, I never said that I want to marry you.

No matter whether I marry or marry, if I have a wife in this life, it will only be Su Nuannuan, life and death will not change.

Even if Miss An is the emperor's biological mother, I will not change my original intention. "

Slightly glanced at An Xiran, "Does Miss An understand now?"

Hearing these words, An Xiran felt that his self-esteem was being trampled on the ground and crushed severely.

Without thinking about what to say, he turned and trotted out.

Xiao Nuan looked at Yan Qingchen's noble and cold handsome face, and sighed faintly.

"A beauty is a disaster! Does Miss An really want to be the young marshal's wife or really want to be your wife? Are you so persistent?"

With the An family's reputation as the richest man in the world, it was a breeze to marry a husband who looked better than Pan An and had a powerful family background.

Hearing her scolding, Yan Qingchen hooked her chin and kissed her lightly.

"Then I am a troublesome woman, are you satisfied? Huh?"

Well, this sound is low and magnetic, and there is a bit of charm and sexiness in the magnetism.

Hearing this, Xiao Nuan's bones were crisp, and her little face was flushed!

An Xiran, who went all the way back to Yan's house, cried and made noises when she entered the room.

When Mrs. An heard the movement, she immediately came out and called her to stop. "Good girl, you can restrain yourself, this is in Yan's house, if those servants hear about it, you will have to gossip."

An Xiran cried, "Mother, don't you know how Yan Qingchen abused me? It's as if I have to pick him up and find no one to marry.

Me, I won't marry the Yan family at worst, anyway, there are many people who like me in the world. "Sitting on the edge of the bed, he beat the quilt twice.

Mrs. An immediately comforted, "Okay, don't be angry. If you can't marry the Yan family, how could the elders of the An family be willing to let you adopt your uncle's name?
If you are married to Yan Qingchen, the Yan family has power and you have money, isn't it the best of both worlds?

Think about it, how many people with Yan Qingchen's appearance are there, if you really look for them? "

Aggrieved, An Xiran thought of Yan Qingchen's face again, and immediately swallowed it.

He held his hand tightly, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Mrs. An thought for a while, "This matter should be discussed with your father and your cousin. We can't force Yan Qingchen, we can let Mrs. Yan come forward.

Who wouldn't want to be the richest man in the world? "

An Xiran was a little worried, "Can Yan Qingchen agree?"

Mrs. An patted her hand, "Don't worry, there are many affectionate men in the world, but no matter how affectionate you are, you still want me to come forward?
I heard that Mrs. Yi is going to celebrate her birthday in a few days, so she invited local famous people to come over. When the time comes, you should show yourself well. "

An Xiran was a little apprehensive, but she could only lie to herself temporarily.

Yan Qingchen doesn't like himself, it's because he didn't see his goodness temporarily.

When Xiao Nuan heard the news from the Yan family, she had to go.

I'm afraid the person the old lady wants to see the most is Miss An's family, not her useless orphan.

Yan Qingchen kissed her forehead and whispered, "We won't go if we don't want to.

When I went back to the old lady, she said that I was going away for two days and I couldn't get away.It's time to send the gift! "

Xiaonuan shook her head, "No, you are the head of the Yan family, if you don't go, I'm afraid the outside world won't know what to say.

After all, I grew up in Yan's family, so I should also go to the old lady's birthday. "

The Yan family stomped their feet in Thirteen States, that would have shaken them three times.

The old lady celebrates her birthday, and everyone who has a head and a face is giving enough face, and everyone who can be there should try their best to be there.

If you can't arrive, you have to ask someone to send you a gift early.

The old lady was wearing a very old-fashioned skirt with three-quarter-length sleeves, dark red satin mixed with gold thread, and pearls around the cuffs and collar, which looked low-key and luxurious.

The white hair was combed meticulously and tied with a golden butterfly hairpin.

Looking at the guests coming and going, he asked Aunt Yuping in a low voice, "Is there an answer from Xiaoyanglou?"

Aunt Yuping, "Old lady, don't worry, little lady is the most intelligent and sensible, she will definitely come if she comes."

The old lady snorted coldly, "She is sensible!"

Obviously she was celebrating her birthday, but secretly she was just trying to match An Xiran and Yan Qingchen together.

While speaking, An Xiran's voice came over. An Xiran was wearing a pink princess dress with loose black hair and a very luxurious watch on her hand.

Walking over, I deliberately raised my voice, "Grandma, am I late?"

The old lady saw her, "It's not too late, it's just right. Xiran looks very good in what she's wearing today!"

Mrs. An held her husband's arm and lowered her head slightly.

"I don't know if the old lady likes it, but I dared to buy you a diamond necklace. I hope you will be as blessed as Donghai Shoubi Nanshan."

The old lady nodded, "Okay, okay!"

Mrs. An intentionally glanced around, "I just saw Qing Huan and Qing Bai, but Qing Chen hasn't arrived yet, so there must be some delay."

The old lady said, "Qingchen has such a temperament, he is busy all the time, I'm afraid it will be later."

As soon as the words were finished, I heard Yan Qingbai's voice in surprise from afar, "Xiaoyan, this!"

Looking far away at Yan Qingchen and Xiao Nuan who just came in from the hall.

Xiao Nuan immediately blinked at Yan Qingbai as a greeting.

(End of this chapter)