contract marriage, marry one get one free

Chapter 445 Marry Me!
In his fiery and lingering kiss.

It was a long time before he let her go.

"I miss you so much." Seeing her and holding her in his arms, it was as if he had just walked out of the "breakup", as if all the unhappiness he had before had disappeared, and the time with her was too little, too little It's so rare that he doesn't want to spend these precious time on each other's suffocation and unpleasant disputes. What he wants is to be with her sweetly and joyfully.

Le Yao's eyes were slightly moist, how could she not miss him, how could she not miss him?
Wen Yunting's fingers lightly caressed her cheeks, her eyes were full of hotness that she didn't want to hide at all, her elegant almond eyes were so crystal clear and clear; her small lips were blooming like flowers, she was the woman he loved, the woman he loved deeply. I have loved a woman for more than five years.

Le Yao's ears felt hot, she knew she should push him away, she knew she should reject him with words, but she gave up... just because she loves him.In the past few days, in Wen's residence, all she thinks about is him, and her thoughts are filled with him... Let her be greedy for the last moment of joy.

Wen Yunting's fingers spread across her smooth and delicate neck, and then landed on her somewhat sexy collarbone. That smooth and fair shoulder, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you think it is beautiful, he lowered his head and kissed her shoulders little by little. , causing her to tremble.

"Don't." She pushed him slightly, not because she didn't want him, not because she didn't want him, but, now, the banquet hall was just across the curtain, and their parents were beyond the wall, she... didn't dare to want him.

"Silly girl," Wen Yunting hugged her into his arms. He hasn't seen enough of her so beautiful, so how can he be willing to mess with her makeup?He wanted her, but not now, "You still say you don't love me? Don't want me?" He said softly, exposing her veil of pretending to be strong.

I miss you and I love you.However, this sentence was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it?Le Yao's heart ached slightly.

"Yaoyao," although Wen Yunting really wanted to take her out of here, Yu Peiling was right, where could they go?They can't just live in their own love, because there are responsibilities and obligations they must bear. He raised her chin with his hand, looked at her delicate face, and said in a low voice: "Listen to me .”

She didn't speak, just looked at him with hesitation and struggle in her eyes.

"Wait for me." Wen Yunting said, with deep expectation in his eyes: "Yaoyao, wait for me." He lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently, softly, little by little , Finally, put a ring on her ring finger.

Le Yao was shocked, she knew the meaning of the ring finger.

Wen Yunting kissed her eyes, his eyes were firm, his hand tightly held the hand with the ring on her ring finger, the big hand wrapped around her slender little hand, and the gentle words contained irresistible Temptation: "Marry me?"

Le Yao's whole body trembled... her chest suddenly suffocated, her eyes filled with tears; her lips trembled slightly, unable to say anything because of her excitement.

"Silly girl." Although she didn't say anything, Wen Yunting could feel it, and looked at her expectantly: "Don't say anything, you just need to nod."

She wept, then nodded slightly.

She had been waiting for this day for five years.

He loves her, and she loves him too, as long as he says it, then she agrees.

He hugged her tightly.

Downstairs behind them was the noisy New Year's party that was about to start, but they in this VIP room were the happiest moment in their lives.

The ringtone of Le Yao's mobile phone startled the two people who were embracing each other sweetly. She panickedly found her mobile phone in the corner of the carpet. On the mobile phone, her mother's number was displayed. She panicked and looked at him.

"Go ahead." Her nod just now seemed to give him a reassurance. As long as she had her affirmation, he would not be afraid of anything.

Le Yao answered, "Mom." His voice was visibly trembling.

"Where have you been?" Yu Peiling faintly felt that something was wrong after her daughter went out for more than ten minutes, so she hurriedly called her daughter while her husband was going to meet an old friend.

"I—" She panicked, how should she answer?
"Come back quickly, I'll wait for you in the VIP room." There was no time to say anything else, Yu Peiling could only scold.

After hanging up the phone, Le Yao looked at Wen Yunting quietly, with an indelible sweet joy in his eyes.

"Go." Wen Yunting kissed her forehead, and then fixed a strand of hair on the corner of her forehead, imprinting her beautiful face in his heart.

Le Yao reluctantly walked towards the door.

"Yaoyao." Wen Yunting called her.

Le Yao turned around.

Wen Yunting smiled, and said softly: "Did I tell you that you are so beautiful tonight?"

His smile intoxicated Le Yao's heart, this smile was as refreshing as his smile five years ago, she was a little shy and her ears were red.

Wen Yunting slightly raised the corners of his lips to look at her, his heart was full of intoxicating sweetness: "Yaoyao," his voice was soft but firm: "I love you."

Le Yao's heart skipped a beat, her eyes wet and her lips pursed.The phone rang again.She didn't dare to stay any longer, opened the door and walked out.

A door separates the two who love each other deeply, but the corners of Wen Yunting's lips are slightly raised, happiness is beyond words, as long as she waits for him, as long as she loves him, as long as she trusts him, then they will eventually be happy of the future.And the source of all this happiness is only from that nod she just nodded.

Happiness comes from such a natural and happy happiness.

Yu Peiling glared at her daughter fiercely. Her tears just now were a bit smeared, and the bright red on her lips kissed by him was a little off. How could all of this escape Pei Ling's eyes.

Time is running out, and the party is about to start in 10 minutes.

Yu Peiling took out her makeup bag and touched up her daughter's makeup, but she complained in her heart that she was not firm in her will.

Le Yao quietly hid the hand with the ring on her ring finger under her skirt to prevent her mother from finding out.My heart is as sweet as honey.

The grand Wen's New Year's party has begun.

A pair of currently popular entertainment host partners were invited to host.

And Wen Xiaocheng's humorous and witty speech kicked off the party.

Wen Yunting and Le Yao sat on two adjacent round tables, and occasionally, the eye contact with each other was full of sweetness.

Zhou Yang sat beside Le Yao, cheerfully trying to make Le Yao happy, but now, except for Wen Yunting, her eyes could not tolerate anyone.

When the dance was announced, the audience erupted.

And Le Yao was even more excited.

Because, he will come to invite her to dance the opening dance.

Although there are thousands of pairs of eyes watching, they can embrace and dance together. Although there are so many people watching, there is a little sweetness between them.

Thinking of the scene when she was dancing, she felt extremely happy.

Wen Yunting was wearing a white shirt and a black dress. His figure was even taller and handsome. He looked handsome and noble. When he stood up, he became the focus of the audience.

Wen Yunting raised his head slightly, and after scanning the crowd lightly, his eyes fell on her who was only a few steps away.

"Hey, little cousin," Zhou Yang happily touched Le Yao's arm with his elbow and said, "This time, you are not allowed to step on my cousin's feet." clear.

Le Yao lowered her eyes slightly, crossed her hands, and the ring on her ring finger made her heart even sweeter.

When she calmed down and watched Wen Yunting approach her, she looked at him and saw a smile in his eyes.Her heart was about to soar, she was a little nervous unconsciously, but also a little expectant, she pursed her lips tightly,

When she was one step away, Wen Yunting's elegant invitation fell in front of her, and the perfect facial features like a god's mansion were close at hand with a smile.

Heart trembling.Le Yao raised her hand and put it in his palm.Her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her throat, and her hand was about to be held by his warm hand.Thinking of the intimate embrace that followed, her ears felt warm quietly.

Suddenly, a slender and clean hand gently crossed Le Yao's eyes in a beautiful posture, and fell into Wen Yunting's hand a second before her, and quickly squeezed his hand, "I'm sorry, let you Awaited."

Song Siyu is full of aura, dignified and majestic. She is tall and slender. She is wearing a white skirt that stretches the floor. She is refined. Her hand tightly holds Wen Yunting's hand.

Wen Yunting's smile disappeared instantly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held it tightly instead.

Le Yao's hand fell awkwardly beside theirs, her fingertips trembled slightly, the ring on her ring finger reflected a cold light under the bright light, and then she retracted her hand awkwardly, Song Siyu's appearance brought her She entered the ice cellar from the clouds. She thought that happiness was so close and within reach, but she didn't expect that she would be beaten back to her original shape immediately. They were a couple, and she...

The people who had been expecting the opening dance were whispering.

Song Siyu's other hand fell on Wen Yunting's shoulder, and her fingertips gently moved up and down on his shoulder, as if she was playing the piano. She had a smile on her lips, and she blinked at him lightly, lively and unrestrained Lost and playful: "Are you stunned with happiness? Yunting, do you still like the surprise I gave you?"

Wen Yunting frowned slightly, his face was cold, but his eyes fell on Le Yao.

The atmosphere was deadlocked.

At this time, the male host's slightly magnetic voice resounded in every corner of the banquet hall: "Let us welcome Vice President Wen and his fiancee to dance for us with warm applause."

Both Wen Yunting and Le Yao were taken aback, didn't they agree a long time ago that it was the two of them who started the dance?what happened?

In an instant, the soothing music sounded, and Song Siyu held Wen Yunting's hand tightly, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he pulled him onto the dance floor.

Le Yao's lips trembled slightly, her chest was so suffocated that she was about to stop breathing, she looked at the enviable couple on the dance floor, she quietly hid her ring-wearing left hand under her skirt.

It turned out that what he gave her was just a joke.

The warm happiness at that moment seemed to melt her, but at this moment, the reality woke her up. It turned out that at twelve o'clock, Cinderella would become her original appearance, and she was nothing but that Cinderella.The love she was looking forward to was nothing but smoke and smoke.

Heart, tears of pain.

Zhou Yang on the side, seeing her silent appearance, couldn't help becoming anxious, everyone's eyes were attracted by the couple on the dance floor, no one noticed Le Yao at all.

Zhou Yang touched her with his elbow and whispered, "Little cousin?"

Le Yao recovered from the pain.

"Don't be discouraged, come on!" Zhou Yang didn't have the laughing and joking of yesterday, he was young and handsome in formal attire, don't look careless, in fact he understands everything.

Le Yao was embarrassed, her hands trembled slightly, with a trace of inconceivable desolation, she picked up her own glass, the tall glass was filled with red wine, and she began to drink without thinking.

"Wine is not drunk like this." Seeing her appearance, Zhou Yang grabbed her glass in a hurry, but unexpectedly, the wine in her glass spilled out and wet her skirt.The cup also fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, but in the noisy banquet hall, no one noticed at all.

Zhou Yang wanted to wipe her skirt with a tissue, but Le Yao turned slightly and stopped his hand: "No need." The skirt was black, and the wine was spilled on it, so she couldn't see it anyway... Her heart was so cold Trembling, so what if you can see it?If he doesn't look, so what if she wears a beautiful dress?

In the noisy crowd, Ke Leyao seemed to be out of it, feeling lonely and cold. She left Zhou Yang aside and staggered in the crowd. She didn't know where she was going in such a big banquet hall.

In the end, she hid beside the curtain glass and looked down at the night view of the entire city Z, but at this moment, she was not in the mood to watch the night view.

There was a breathable skylight beside the glass where she was standing, through which the cold air from outside hit her face. The cold air in winter night was the same as her current mood, enough to turn into ice.

Tears that were supposed to burst out were swirling in Yingying's eyes, and her heart fell into loneliness and pain.

In the banquet hall separated by a curtain, one song ended, followed by a cheerful song. Many people embraced into the dance floor. Amid the cheerful music, the atmosphere of the banquet hall reached its climax.

Wen Yunting frowned, looking for Le Yao everywhere, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Yunting." Song Siyu grabbed his hand and didn't let go.

"Let go!" He whispered, but his tone was very stern, and he looked at her sharply. If she hadn't appeared suddenly before, he and Le Yao would have danced the first dance.

Song Siyu raised the corners of her lips playfully, provocatively: "You are my fiancé, how could I let go?" Instead, she took his arm affectionately.

"Siyu." Wen Xiaocheng and Yu Peiling walked towards them.

"Uncle, aunt." Song Siyu looked at them with a slight smile, and she leaned against Wen Yunting affectionately.

"Siyu, you dance well." Yu Peiling's smile gradually grew stronger: "I just got off the plane, so I'm tired."

Song Siyu raised his eyes to look at Wen Yunting, and then leaned quietly on his arm like a small bird: "I'm not tired."

Wen Yunting pushed her away without showing any signs, "I still have something to do, you two can talk slowly."

"What can you do?" Wen Xiaocheng said in a deep voice, "Siyu came back after sitting on the plane for so long, you don't know how to spend time with her."

*
Le Yao, who was hiding by the curtain glass, was shivering from the cold air flowing in from the ventilated skylight. Soon, her forehead became heavier and heavier, and she felt groggy.

"Mr. Wen's fiancée is so elegant." Outside the glass curtain of the curtain, two employees of Wen's were sitting, and the young girl sighed while drinking a drink: "They are so talented and beautiful, they are a perfect match."

"Don't be envious, they, one is the successor of Wen's family, and the other is the golden branch and jade leaf of Song's consortium, behind him is a mountain of money that can't be squandered in a lifetime," the slightly older one laughed: "He is rich, so he is naturally elegant. How can people like us compare to these?"

Their voices startled the drowsy Le Yao, she stood quietly beside the curtain glass behind them.

"That's right." The young girl said, "Oh, by the way, did you notice that the one who was with Mrs. Wen before looks very familiar."

"I heard it's Mrs. Wen's daughter," said the older one.

"Didn't Wen Dong's daughter pass away?" The young girl asked puzzledly, "Where did this other daughter come from?"

"Didn't you understand? It's Mrs. Wen's daughter," the elder added displeasedly, "it's her daughter born to her ex-husband."

"Ex-husband? Has Mrs. Wen ever been married?" The young woman asked in amazement, and then she kept thinking about it, and finally, as if she had discovered a new world: "I remember, her daughter seems to be the happy daughter of the former administrative department." Yao, yes, it is Le Yao."

Being called by his name, Le Yao was slightly taken aback, but dared not speak out.

"I didn't think you didn't tell me, but once you said it, I thought it was her." The older one said.

The young one pursed her lips: "But when she was in the administration department, she didn't think she was so beautiful. Why did she surprise the audience when she showed up tonight?"

"A man depends on clothes, but a Buddha needs gold clothes," said the elder, "Cinderella will become a princess one day."

"Cinderella is always Cinderella, how can a sparrow become a phoenix?" The young man said sourly, "She is not the real Miss of the Wen family, and she has nothing to show off."

But the older one said: "If you talk about Phoenix, if you talk about something to show off, Miss Song deserves it. She is the real princess, and I am afraid that she is the only one who is worthy of our President Wen."

Le Yao woke up.

It turned out that she was nothing,

It turned out that she had nothing.

She was still the lonely and poor Le Yao.

But what they said really awakened Le Yao, she was always Cinderella, never, never could be Phoenix's.

And Song Siyu is the princess who is enough to match Wen Yunting.

*
She walked out in pain and walked to the bathroom, but bumped into a person at the door of the bathroom.

Luo Zhen raised her chin slightly, put her hand on her lower abdomen, and straightened slightly: "It's nothing if you hit me, if you hurt the child in my stomach..." She was jealous and envious of Le Yao, "Senior will definitely be very happy nervous."

Le Yao's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she saw that she had thick makeup on her face, wearing a knee-length evening dress, and high heels that were ten centimeters high. She didn't look like a pregnant woman at all?At this time, she was not in the mood to talk to her, and walked sideways into the bathroom.

Luo Zhen followed, and said with a voice, "Le Yao, what's the matter, you seem unhappy?" She smiled cheerfully: "Yes, you are dressed so beautifully, but no one invites you to dance." She knew about Wen Yunting and Le Yao being together in the supermarket last time, and the scene where Song Siyu appeared earlier made her feast on it.

Le Yao was already sad, and when she said this, she became even more disturbed, but she ignored her and walked straight into the cubicle in the bathroom.

Luo Zhen snorted coldly, and then triumphantly walked out of the bathroom, but unexpectedly, her foot slipped and fell heavily on the ground, she let out a muffled snort, and then her lower abdomen hurt slightly, and she panicked , frowned.

"Luo Zhen, what's wrong with you?" An employee of Wen's went into the bathroom and found Luo Zhen who had fallen on the ground, and quickly helped her up: "It's all right."

Luo Zhen, who was lifted up, tried to walk a few steps, except for the faint pain in her lower abdomen, everything else was fine.

When Le Yao walked out of the cubicle, she saw someone helping Luo Zhen to leave. She lowered her head and stood on the sink, letting the cold water wash her slender fingers.

The ring on the ring finger of her left hand was always shiny due to the washing of water, Le Yao's eyes were wet, she tried to take off the ring with her right hand, but it looked like it was custom-made with a measuring ruler, and she couldn't take it off at all.She wept sadly.

"Yaoyao, why are you here?" After the dance started, Yu Peiling looked for her daughter everywhere, but she couldn't find her.

Le Yao was afraid that his mother would find the ring in his hand, so he slightly hid his hand by his side.

Yu Peiling noticed her daughter's teary eyes, she was vaguely worried at first, but now she was a little angry: "Look at you, what did you do to yourself?" She pulled her daughter to stand in the mirror of the sink Before, he said with a look of hatred, "Isn't he just a man? Worth it?"

As soon as the words fell, he felt that he had spoken too seriously, so he said again: "You saw it today, without rehearsal, but you can dance in such a good time, the tacit understanding between him and Siyu is beyond anyone's reach." Yes, and it is absolutely impossible for them to break up, so, Yaoyao, give up!"

Le Yao wiped away her tears and suppressed her emotions.

"After the dance started, your Uncle Wen was going to introduce you to everyone, but he couldn't find you anywhere." Yu Peiling helped her daughter fix her makeup, and after seeing that she was in a better mood, Fang dragged her out of the bathroom.

Yu Peiling took Le Yao back and forth among the shadows of her fragrant clothes and temples, and finally walked to Wen Xiaocheng's side.

"Yaoyao." Song Siyu raised her lips slightly, looked at Le Yao with a smile in her eyes, and raised her glass to Le Yao: "You are so beautiful today."

Her gaze made Le Yao inexplicably embarrassed, she couldn't speak, let alone laugh.

Yu Peiling took the wine glass from the waiter and put it in her daughter's hand, "Yaoyao, I'm still giving you a glass of respect to Sister Siyu, thank her for designing this evening dress for you."

That's right, the dress she was wearing was designed by Siyu, why should she not thank her?Le Yao raised the cup tremblingly, "Sister Siyu, thank you." There was a slight tremor in her voice.

Song Siyu smiled cleverly, raised his lips dignifiedly, and lightly clinked the wine glass with her: "Yaoyao, happy new year."

Wen Xiaocheng smiled and said: "You still call me sister? Hehe, Yaoyao, you should call me sister-in-law instead."

"Uncle Wen," Song Siyu acted shyly.

Le Yao choked on the wine that had just slipped into her throat, her whole face flushed red.

And at this time, Wen Yunting came over, just now, he searched every corner of the banquet hall, but did not see Le Yao, and only now did he see her sitting with her father and the others.

Knowing that he was coming, Le Yao didn't look at him, but changed another glass of wine, raised it up, and there was a smile on her lips, but she didn't realize that this smile was uglier than crying, "Brother, "She looked at him, but her heart was in great pain, and then she looked at Siyu: "Sister-in-law, I wish you happiness." As she spoke, her brows slightly tightened, her lips trembled slightly, and she raised her head and drank all the wine Go on, this wine is slightly sweet, it seems that you won't be intoxicated after drinking it.

(End of this chapter)