Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

The carefree Qin Shumeng remembered Zhan Heyan's warning eyes, immediately shrank his neck, and said with sloppy eyes: "What kind of conspiracy can there be? This time, uncle cooperated with you, Qiao Qiao, it depends on today's success or failure! "

After the last word fell, Qin Shumeng winked at her with a funny face.

Qiao Yiqiao waved his hands, his eyes full of doubts, "What are you talking about? Is it going to work? What exactly does uncle want to do?"

Qin Shumeng smiled mysteriously, and didn't talk, just walked to the rows of clothes in the cloakroom, looking at the dazzling array of clothes with a deep expression.

She didn't stop until she saw a bright red dress, and she handed the dress to Qiao Yiqiao, "No, just put it on, and a simple hairstyle is enough, your makeup today is still very small."

Qin Shumeng looked at Qiao Yiqiao for a while, and felt relieved.

But Qiao Yiqiao didn't reach out to take the dress, but looked at her puzzled.

Seeing the passing of time bit by bit, Qin Shumeng began to worry. If this matter is not done well, maybe Zhan Heyan will do something.

"My eldest lady, you can change it first, and deal with the little uncle later, I'm telling you, okay?" Seeing that Qiao Yiqiao couldn't get in, Qin Shumeng could only put his hands together and looked at her imploringly.

Qiao Yiqiao tilted her head helplessly, turned around and picked out a long lavender dress, changed it quickly, then walked to the dressing table, sat down, and reapplied her powder.

If she doesn't know what to do, she is simply a fool, okay!

Since Zhan Heyan said to make trouble, if she doesn't make trouble, is she still waiting to marry him?
Qin Shumeng watched Qiao Yi Qiao neatly touch up her makeup, and she quickly picked up a comb to comb her hair. After a while, she had a beautiful bun hairstyle.

With only 10 minutes left before the agreed time, Qin Shumeng led Qiao Yiqiao out of the villa and got into the Maybach directly.

Qiao Yiqiao didn't say a word the whole time, until Qin Shumeng asked her to get out of the car, she turned around and before she could speak, Qin Shumeng closed the car door, her face full of joy.

Qiao Yiqiao frowned her pretty eyebrows, and looked at Qin Shumeng displeased.

"Qiao Qiao, don't blame me, I'm leaving first, it's up to you to make it happen!" Qin Shumeng said dog-leggedly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the Maybach disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The angry Qiao Yiqiao secretly clenched his fists, and when he looked up, he saw the obvious four words - "Zhan family's main house".

The antique building with white walls and red tiles, at first glance, thought it was back to ancient times, Qiao Yiqiao gasped, and his escape plan flashed in his mind.

Turning around, she saw Zhan Heyan standing behind her. He was dressed in a neat suit, and his angular face was extremely handsome and oppressive under the sun.

Under his gaze, Qiao Yiqiao smiled guiltily: "Young Master Zhan, I, I think we've come to the wrong place?"

While speaking, Qiao Yiqiao didn't dare to look into his eyes at all, so he could only lower his head secretly and play with his slender fingers.

Zhan Heyan's knuckle-boned hands directly separated her clasped little hands, and the slightly cold little hands were immediately wrapped by big palms.

And he also took a step forward, the distance between the two was very close, as long as she raised her head, she could kiss his sexy thin lips.

"Don't you want to make trouble? Things have come your way, and you want to escape?" Zhan Heyan's thin lips whispered in her ear.

A tingling feeling came from the soles of Qiao Yiqiao's feet, her fair face was immediately flushed, and she was still in a daze.

The tightly closed huanghuali wooden door was pushed open, and there was a "squeak" sound, breaking the silence between them.

Then Zhan Heyan hugged Qiao Yiqiao in his arms, his thin lips curled up, "Grandma."

Qiao Yiqiao, who had just recovered, was stunned, turned her head mechanically, and echoed Zhan Heyan's words and called "Grandma".

The old man sitting in a wheelchair in front of them was dressed in dark clothes, with long white hair coiled on his head. It was already the 21st century, and Qiao Yiqiao could still see that the old man in front of him had the demeanor of the Republic of China period.

Thinking of Zhan Heyan calling her grandma, she should be Mrs. Zhan.

At this moment, Qiao Yiqiao understood everything immediately, her face was extremely calm, but her heart was very nervous.

When Qiao Yiqiao sized up Mrs. Zhan, Mrs. Zhan also sized her up.

"Well, Aunt Zhang said that the two of you, husband and wife, would stand at the door and not come in, so my old lady can only invite you in personally." Mrs. Zhan said calmly.

Mrs. Zhan, who is already over eighty and close to ninety, has a strong body, and if it is not for heart disease, she may walk with wind.

Zhan Heyan had a smile on his face, but he was not close at all, he walked in behind Mrs. Zhan with his arms around Qiao Yiqiao.

Qiao Yiqiao wanted to struggle but didn't dare to make too much noise, so he reluctantly walked forward with small steps, but kept complaining in his heart.

This is not to make trouble! ?

Is this a good way to meet your parents? !
She turned her head sideways and raised her eyes to glance at Zhan Heyan, the anger in her eyes was like a newlyweds complaining, completely falling into the Zhan family's surveillance.

As soon as you enter the gate, you can see the decoration in the courtyard and the interior, all of which are antique series, without the feeling of a European-style villa at all.

Until entering the living room, Mrs. Zhan was sitting in the main hall, and Qiao Yiqiao was dragged by Zhan Heyan to sit on the sofa.

After a while, several men and women walked in with bright clothes. They looked older than Zhan Heyan, and they should be the elders of the Zhan family.

Qiao Yiqiao's dark eyeballs rolled around, then she lowered her head obediently, and silently stayed aside without saying a word.

She wants to be a turtle as much as possible!
"He Yan, I heard from Mom that you are married? Whose lady is this? Why didn't you tell the second uncle in advance?" A middle-aged man asked heartily.

The middle-aged woman standing next to the middle-aged man complained: "He is the head of the family now, so getting married naturally requires a daughter of a famous family, but He Yan, Erniang is curious, have you let Jingyu go in your heart?"

Qiao Yiqiao had been sitting silently beside Zhan Heyan, but his ears were pricked up, listening to all their words.

"Cough cough." Mrs. Zhan who was sitting in the main hall coughed appropriately, and the unconvinced woman had no choice but to shut up.

Zhan Heyan stared at them intently, but his peripheral vision fell on Qiao Yiqiao unconsciously, shouldn't it be time to show her fighting power?

"He Yan, you are not too young. Grandma urged you to get married for your own good. If you find a little girl to perfunctory grandma, then it is your fault." Mrs. Zhan looked at Zhan Heyan meticulously.

Qiao Yiqiao, who was leaning on Zhan Heyan, could clearly feel the cold air emanating from his body, and she had goose bumps in her thin clothes.

Zhan Heyan pulled Qiao Yiqiao into his arms, and a magnetic voice sounded: "Grandma Lao, don't worry, if, the reason why Qiao Qiao is only announced now is because she doesn't want her to be targeted. After all, my wife is not that easy to be." of."

After he finished speaking in a simple and horrifying manner, he raised his palms harder, making Qiao Yiqiao feel the pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhan Heyan's second uncle, Zhan Qulin, nodded in satisfaction, but his wife was very impatient, but Mrs. Zhan was here, so she didn't utter sarcasm.

Seeing that Qiao Yiqiao had been huddled in Zhan Heyan's arms without poking his head out, Mrs. Zhan immediately felt dissatisfied, "Daughter-in-law, should the elders take a look at you?"

Without waiting for Qiao Yiqiao to reveal her small head, Zhan Heyan directly pressed her small head on her chest, "Grandma, Qiao Qiao has never seen the world at such a young age, so it is understandable to be afraid. After marriage, we will live next to the old house in the villa."

What was meant to be a discussion originally turned into an affirmative sentence from Zhan Heyan's mouth.

Only then did Madam Zhan nod her head in satisfaction. If the head of the family does not get married, anyone would want this position.

"It turned out to be shyness. I thought it was because children from poor families couldn't get on the stage." Yuan Yilan, Zhan Qulin's wife, took a step forward and said with a sweet smile.

The sarcasm in the words is very obvious.

And Qiao Yiqiao, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't bear it any longer. All the good things were said by this old man. She came to make trouble!

Is it true that I am waiting to stay in the same account with him for a lifetime?

"Second aunt." Zhan Heyan glanced at her with stern eyes.

Qiao Yiqiao, who was hiding in his arms, opened his long arms with a "swish", her combed bun hairstyle was also messed up, and she could still clearly feel the pain from her scalp.

The eyes of the people present fell on Qiao Yiqiao one after another, but she unknowingly took off the rubber band and tied it into a ponytail again, revealing her fair and clean face.

After Qiao Yiqiao tidied her hair, she glanced around with a pair of bright almond eyes: "Grandma, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, my name is Qiao Yiqiao. I just felt a little uncomfortable, but I feel much better now."

She met Yuan Yilan's eyes with a nod of her head and her chest held high, without showing any sign of weakness.

Mrs. Zhan, who was a little dissatisfied just now, did not expect Qiao Yiqiao to speak up. She thought she would remain silent until she left.

Yuan Yilan also glanced at Mrs. Zhan's satisfaction from the corner of her eye, and felt even more unbalanced. She put her arms around her chest and sneered, "Look? I don't think you have anything to look at. Mom, maybe this person is for our Zhan family The property came."

Suddenly, Yuan Yilan changed the subject, and directly met Mrs. Shangzhan's calm eyes, as if she knew Qiao Yiqiao's shortcomings.

Qiao Yiqiao, who was standing quietly in the center of the living room, had the temperament of a young lady, and her clean face was full of composure.

There was no anger at Yuan Yilan's words, nor did she show inferiority complex.

"Although my family is not rich, I will never sacrifice my relationship for things outside my body. I and Zhan He...Young Master Zhan are in love with each other. Before that, I didn't even know that Zhan Heyan was a person called the Emperor of Finance. I don't know that he is the head of the famous war family in Tong City."

Qiao Yiqiao took a deep breath, and looked at them with a firm face, with an expression of "scholars can't be killed but can't be humiliated".

She didn't lie, she really didn't know that he was the famous young master Zhan.

I thought it was just a good-looking wretched uncle...