Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 196 Mother will definitely find a way for you.

Early the next morning, there was news from the newspaper about the marriage between the Yan family and Miss An's family.

"Good news, good news, Young Marshal Yan will soon be engaged to marry the niece of the world's richest man!"

Newspapers in the streets and alleys came and went, and they were all sold out.

Yan Qingchen swallowed the bitter coffee, frowned and looked at the newspaper.

Lin Sheng whispered, "I've inquired about it, and the old lady asked Daxing Newspaper to publish it."

Yan Qingchen said coldly, "Put away the newspaper, don't let her see it."

Lin Sheng shrugged, "I'm afraid it's difficult, the lady went to Miss Gu's family early in the morning.

Gu Zhuzhu is a teacher at school, I'm afraid she saw it early. "

Yan Qingchen tightened his hands, pinching the newspaper.

"The old lady is trying to tear face off with me?"

The newspaper was crumpled and thrown into the trash can dismissively.

His eyes had already made up his mind.

"Lin Sheng, go and find all the newspaper offices you can find, large and small. If any newspaper office doesn't send someone over, you tell him that he doesn't need to hang out in Tianjing City."

Lin Sheng looked at his expression, and secretly said: This is a big move!
"Okay!" Turn around and run fast.

In the afternoon, freshly-baked newspapers circulated quickly on the street.

The small newsboys yelled loudly, and the newspapers in their hands were quickly snatched away visibly.

This free newspaper is a rare opportunity, what a big occasion.

The front page of the newspaper had a picture of Yan Qingchen walking in the flower field with Xiao Nuan on his back, it was warm and natural.

The first sentence at the beginning is: My wife is a cutest and squeamish woman.

When we first met, I was wearing a little red dress, and told me in a childish voice, Husband, please leave me, I will eat very little, and I will listen to you.

The soft-spoken seriousness has always been imprinted in my heart.

Although, she didn't eat much, but it was just right for me.

She is not obedient and obedient, but in my eyes, she can do anything.

Time is very long, but very short, I would like to marry her alone, and I have nothing else to ask for.

Hold the hand of the son and grow old together with the son.
After it was over, there was a photo that was written by Yan Qingchen himself: I have never been addicted to sweets, but when I met you, I began to like your sweets!

The handwriting is domineering, sharp and smooth, just like others.

Seeing this newspaper, the teenage hearts of all the women in the city boiled.

Who can refuse a man who is rich, handsome and so affectionate, this man is Yan Qingchen who is well-known in the thirteen states!
Gu Zhuzhu looked at the headlines in the newspaper, "It's really him. The old lady announced that she would marry the An family, and he looked at the old lady and the An family from the back.

But this is just right, it can be regarded as rectifying the name of your child's bride-in-law. Those who are waiting to see the joke, don't know if their faces are hurt or not! "

Xiaonuan carefully folded the newspaper, full of the words, I, who have never been addicted to sweets, met you, and I began to like my sweets!

Put away the newspaper, stuff it back into the bag, and run to the door.

"Prepare your lessons slowly, I'm going home!"

She couldn't wait to rush into Yan Qingchen's arms and give him a big kiss!

Gu Zhuzhu, "Heh, you're a bit too sensual and despised friends, who said you'd stay with me all day."

Before the words were finished, the person had long since disappeared.

Gu Zhuzhu shook her head, and saw that the newspaper on the table had disappeared.

"This is the newspaper brought back by Teacher Zhang. You have to find it yourself. How can I explain to her after you took it away?"

Yan Qingchen was still processing the documents when he heard the secretary's voice, "Little madam, please introduce me to the report."

Before he could say the rest, he saw the delicate girl rushing into his arms.

Kissed the corner of his mouth directly, "Your reward!"

The secretary touched his nose in fright, and caught sight of Yan Qingchen's cold eyes and warning.

He turned back in fright, and rushed out, never wanting to hit the door.

Dizzy and dizzy, he rushed out, only to hear the sound of heavy objects hitting again and again.

Xiaonuan couldn't help but want to turn her head to look, but Yan Qingchen pressed her head and said in a low voice, "Be serious!"

She was kissing him, but she still had the heart to see other men.

Seems like he didn't work hard enough?

Yan Qingchen took her into his arms, lowered his head and pressed down on her with delicate kisses, which became more and more intense.

Until she was a little out of breath, she supported his chest and pushed him back.

He gasped heavily, his face was red and his ears were red, his eyes were like spring water, and he was seductive.

Yan Qingchen let out a low laugh, "It seems that my teacher is not working hard enough, and I haven't taught you how to breathe!"

He lowered his head and kissed her again.

The secretary was far away from the door, and could hear the occasional movements coming from inside.

I had no choice but to take a few steps back silently, but I was afraid that I would be too far away to guard the door.

For a while, I didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

After thinking twice, I had to cover my ears with both hands, and read silently, "Don't see anything wrong with morality, don't listen to anything wrong with morality, there is a knife on the head of the color character, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form"

Yan Qingchen twisted the loose buttons of his shirt when he heard the phone ring.

Get up and answer the phone, "Hi!"

"Second Lord, today's newspapers are in short supply, so many people called, envious of the love between the young commander and his wife.

Ask if there can be another anecdote about the sequel of the young marshal's wife.I dare not answer, you see, can you? "The newspaper president called.

Yan Qingchen glanced lightly at the little girl who was curled up in a chair and sleeping soundly.

Laughing lightly, the voice was deliberately lowered a lot, "It depends on my little girl's permission. I'll send someone back to you later!"

Before the newspaper president could react, the phone was hung up.

Responding with hindsight, what did you say?It seems that there is a following?
His fingers trembled slightly, a little excited.

He risked his life to make a phone call, thinking that his life was about to be confessed, but he didn't expect the young commander to be in a good mood, promised to consider it?

In Yan's house, An Xiran's eyes were red from crying, and he threw everything he could smash on the ground.

Mrs. An's persuasion was useless.

"Su Nuannuan, this vixen, this mistress, why is she so lingering, why doesn't she die, why doesn't she die!"

Severely tore the newspaper and threw it in the air.

An Xiran was angry and powerless
Mrs. An couldn't persuade her no matter what, "It's okay, Xiran, your cousin is coming, and he will talk to the Yan family in person.

It's okay, even if he likes it more, he will obediently marry you as the young marshal's wife. "

When An Xiran heard An Jingchi's name, he seemed to have a little hope.

"Mother, you must let my cousin adopt me and make me the daughter of the richest man in the world."

Mrs. An pulled her, "Okay, okay. Mother will definitely find a way for you.

An Jingchi had a short-lived ghost daughter who died young, and he would only adopt her daughter if he wanted to.You are the only girl in the An family, you can definitely do it! "

An Xiran listened, "Mother, I have become my uncle's daughter and the wife of a young marshal, so what if Yan Qingchen's heart is always on Su Nuannuan?
You have to find a way, find a way to make her die early, only the dead will not fight with me."

The resentful and ferocious face is clearly revealed, completely different from the usual ladylike appearance.
(End of this chapter)