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

"Of course I went back with you. What do you think?"

Qiao Yiqiao pouted unhappily, and agreed to spend the whole day with him today, is he the kind of person who gives up halfway?
Zhan Heyan rubbed his nose, nodded with a smile: "Then you go to sleep for a while, I think your head almost fell to the ground just now."

Qiao Yiqiao was a little ashamed when he heard the words, blushed, glared at him pretending to be fierce, turned and walked into the lounge.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, and Qiao Yiqiao woke up at four o'clock despite being separated by the window screen. Feeling the hot and dry temperature in the room, she couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

As soon as Zhan Heyan pushed open the door, he saw her half leaning on the bed with hazy eyes, and was a little dazed for a moment.

"woke up?"

Qiao Yiqiao blinked her eyes and turned her head: "I just woke up, I'm so dizzy!"

Zhan Heyan reached out to turn down the air conditioner, and explained: "You like to step on the quilt when you are asleep, so the temperature of the air conditioner is high, and I am afraid that you will catch a cold."

Qiao Yiqiao got off the bed with bare feet and stretched out her arms to hug Zhan Heyan's waist, rubbing her cheeks affectionately: "Uncle, you are so kind."

She was really lucky to meet Zhan Heyan.

At six o'clock, Zhan Heyan got off work on time and took Qiao Yiqiao back to the old house.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yuan Yilan standing at the door and directing the servants to move flowers and plants. If you just look at the surface, you would think that this is an elegant lady.

"Why are you so free today?" Yuan Yilan had a smile on her face, but she seemed a little gloating.

Qiao Yiqiao had a bad premonition in his heart, and grabbed Zhan Heyan's hand tightly.

Zhan Heyan held it with his backhand, turned his cold eyes away, and without saying a word, he led Qiao Yiqiao in, leaving her alone to pluck the flowers and plants.

"What happened today?" Qiao Yiqiao asked Zhan Heyan with a smile.

She remembered that Zhan Heyan said just now that the old lady had important matters to find them, and this important matter still concerns herself?
Zhan Heyan patted her head with the other hand: "Don't think too much, you'll know in a while."

He pursed his lips tightly, probably already knowing what it was.

"You two, you don't know how to look at me, an old lady, when you are busy."

The old lady in the room was pretending to be wronged and complaining, but she had a smile on her face.

Qiao Yiqiao hurriedly hugged her arm and acted like a baby: "Grandma, we will come back every week to see how you are, there are really too many things these days."

There are indeed many, Qiao Yiqiao feels bitter, thinking about his own comics, thinking about his career development, and taking time to deal with his rivals, can't he be tired of working in his dreams?
"Then I can write it down. If I don't come back in a week, I will take a small notebook and write it down for you. I will go to collect it after a while!"

Qiao Yiqiao smiled and promised to come.

"Okay, go down and see what the kitchen is doing tonight, and let the kitchen add something you like."

Qiao Yiqiao was stunned for a moment and then realized that she had something to say to the uncle, so she nodded obediently, turned and left the room.

Without Qiao Yiqiao, the old lady's face pulled down in an instant, and the wrinkled face was covered with condensation: "What are you going to do about that?"

Zhan Heyan was stunned for a moment: "It seems that you also know."

To be honest, when Lin Peirong called him today, he still couldn't figure it out, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood what was going on. It seems that everyone knows now.

"I don't care what her purpose is when she comes back this time. Qiao Yiqiao is my granddaughter-in-law, and no one can touch her."

There was seriousness in the old lady's eyes, and she originally planned to let Qiao Yiqiao know, but it was really disturbing to say it, so she dismissed Qiao Yiqiao first.

Zhan Heyan's eyes flashed coldly: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let Qiao Qiao be wronged."

The conversation between the two was brief, and by the time Qiao Yiqiao came up, the grandparent and grandson were already chatting about family affairs in harmony.

After eating and returning home, Qiao Yiqiao seemed a little preoccupied. After trying a few times, he still opened his mouth.

"Uncle, what happened today? Didn't grandma ask us to go back for something? Why did I tell you and not me!"

Qiao Yiqiao was a little sad, although they were indeed a fake marriage at the beginning, but after this period of time, she had long regarded herself as part of the family, but now she was excluded, it's no wonder she felt better.

Zhan Heyan paused as he wiped his hair, walked to sit next to her, watched the fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the TV series, and laughed inwardly: "You, it's my mother who is coming back."

Qiao Yiqiao shook his hand, and Apple ran along the carpet to the side of the TV.

"Your mother?"

No way, Qiao Yiqiao shouted in her heart, she just said that the mother-in-law in the TV series is really a unique beauty in the world, and now she won the bid?

Seeing Zhan Heyan's nod, Qiao Yi pretended to be dead and buried himself in the pillow.

"Uncle, your mother doesn't like me, but your mother likes Zeng Qirou."

After a long time, Qiao Yiqiao's muffled voice came from the pillow.

Zhan Heyan frowned slightly, and then let go: "You married me, not my mother, don't worry, you can do whatever you want, and don't forget that I'm still there."

Zhan Heyan's consolation didn't help, Qiao Yiqiao lost all thought of drawing the manuscript, and watched this TV series in a daze at night, seriously considering the possibility of being low-key and small, thinking that she would be rubbed by her mother-in-law. A smiling face greeted her, she shuddered in fright, the concubine couldn't do it!

Early in the morning, Qiao Yiqiao got up with two dark circles under her eyes, carefully choosing clothes in the closet, and thought of Lin Peirong for some reason, she wailed and threw herself on the bed.

"Come out for a meal today, this time you are a big winner."

Shen Enxing's voice came from the phone, and Qiao Yiqiao remembered in a daze that Shen Enxing seemed to have sent him a message last night. Zhou Chumu's film and television drama became popular, and now everyone on the Internet knows that there is a person named Qiao Yiqiao.

"I see, the address will be sent to me later."

After Qiao Yiqiao finished speaking weakly, he dropped the phone and continued to bury his head on the bed.

Why bother?
Qiao Yiqiao suddenly thought of this question.

According to her previous personality, she would not be entangled at all, and the soldiers would cover her up, but now she is entangled.

She cares about Lin Peirong's feelings?Why?
Qiao Yiqiao was stunned, and jumped up from the bed suddenly. She didn't care about Lin Peirong, but Zhan Heyan. Thinking of this, her face turned red.

After figuring out her entanglement, Qiao Yiqiao instantly felt relaxed, isn't she just Lin Peirong?I also have Zhan Heyan!
Zhan Heyan has said what she wants to do and what she wants to do, and she must follow through to the end, courtesy first and then soldiers!
With such a mentality in mind, Qiao Yiqiao briskly put on a scheming makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes, and strode out the door.

The agreed place is called Shuiyuexuan, which was decided by Zhou Chumu. The design is exquisite and unique, the landscape is suitable, and it looks very emotional.

"Why did you come so late!"

Is it late?

Qiao Yiqiao looked at the crowd, well, although it was at the appointed time, it seemed that everyone had arrived.

"Traffic jam."

Qin Shumeng glared at her, it was really a universal excuse.

Zhou Chumu walked in, saw two people still standing, and smiled warmly: "Why don't you sit down?"

Qiao Yiqiao quickly pulled Qin Shumeng along the pole and sat next to Xiao Xie.

"By the way, senior, how are your wedding preparations going? Tell me if you need help." Qiao Yiqiao saw the scene where Shen Enxing and Hua Chan fused together and sprinkled dog food, coughed twice, and asked with a smile.

Hua Ju snorted softly: "I'm still helping, what did you say when you saw the sex?"

Qiao Yiqiao quickly lowered her head and took a sip of water, what friends, are they friends?Why doesn't she know?
Xiao Xi who was next to him slightly disagreed, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, didn't the idol still look at the wedding dress with you two days ago?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan thought of the scene where Bei Mingxiao and Zeng Qirou were getting close that day, so she also lowered her head for a moment.

Hua Ju wanted to say more, but Shen Enxing pulled her away, and the topic shifted to Qiao Yiqiao and Zhou Chumu.

"How is your time? Are you studying well?"

Qiao Yiqiao looked at Xiao Xi a little disappointed, and tried to speak in a happy place.

Talking about his work, Xiao Xi's eyes burst into light, and he looked at his idol with burning eyes: "I feel very happy, I learned a lot, and the seniors also take good care of me."

Seeing her excited look, Qiao Yiqiao knew that she was doing well, so he simply talked to her about work.

As for Qin Shumeng, she has already given up, and that one is the real friend who forgets when she sees sex, and she can't leave her eyes when she sees Zhou Chumu.

Soon the dishes were served, and the atmosphere at the dinner table gradually became lively, talking and laughing.

Qiao Yiqiao looked at the table full of his favorite dishes, and happily swished his chopsticks.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone slowly stopped their chopsticks and talked about the trivial things of the past few days.

"Jojo, shouldn't you say a few words!"

Suddenly, Shen Enxing smiled and aimed at Qiao Yiqiao.

Shen Enxing was drunk, his handsome face was already blushing, and he leaned back on the chair, stretching his belly.

Qiao Yiqiao was named, stood up, looked at the eyes of everyone, and was touched in his heart: "Everyone has worked hard these days. This work is not only my painstaking effort, but also everyone's hard work. It is the result of everyone's joint efforts. Hope for the future." We can work together to produce better works, let’s cheer for the future together!"

"For the future!"

A hearty drunk.

Zhou Chumu finished sending everyone off, and when he came back, he saw Qiao Yiqiao holding the wine bottle and muttering something, listening carefully as if he heard some uncle.

Zhou Chumu chuckled and patted her on the shoulder: "Qiao Qiao, I'll take you home."

Qiao Yiqiao slightly opened his eyes, still retaining a little consciousness.

"I, I don't." She turned around and hugged the bottle tightly: "I won't go home."

Zhou Chumu ignored the drunkard's words and reached out to wrap her shoulders.

A scent of wine mixed with jasmine rushed towards him.

Zhou Chumu's ears turned red.

"Uncle! Uncle!"