Mr. Mu's crush is so sweet

Qin Yi's thinking was simple, she thought they would have a relationship first, and then see how it develops.

After all, who knows what might happen tomorrow.

And when she lives, the most she can think about is how to live this week, unlike him who is strict about life and will arrange it in an orderly manner.

In this way, she and him seem to be people from two worlds.

But at this moment, he hugged her and did not let go, and looked at her eagerly, hoping that she would express her thoughts quickly.

"Mr. Yan, what we understand each other is personality. If in the future, you find that you don't like my personality, it will be troublesome in divorce."

"Are you rejecting me?"

Yan Wen is indeed a rigorous life and arranges everything in an orderly manner, but she is an accident.

It was even more unexpected when he suddenly said that he was getting married, even he himself was surprised.

Now he finally came to accept the accident, but the woman refused.

Yan Wen was very hurt.

"I'm not rejecting you, Mr. Yan, I'm just,"

"So, you want to reason with me, or quarrel?"

Yan Wen interrupted her, his tone was a bit colder.

He let go of her, turned around and took off his apron, and walked out of the kitchen.

"..."

Qin Yi was dumbfounded again.

What's the situation?

Shouldn't we have a good conversation before we get married?
Seeing his injured expression, Qin Yi felt that she had done an unforgivable thing, felt guilty, and ran over to hug him.

"Mr. Yan, you, no, want to break up with me?"

When Yan Wen heard that her life was breaking up, his back stiffened, he turned and pushed her away, and put his hands on her shoulders, with a stern expression on his face.

"Break up, you think beautifully!"

"I thought you were angry, Mr. Yan, I will marry you." Qin Yi coaxed him.

"Don't worry, I won't force you if you don't want to get married." Yan Wen said coldly.

Qin Yi couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and looked at him tangled, "Mr. Yan, don't be so serious, I'm a little scared."

He had a straight face and a fierce tone, which made her very scared.

Yan Wen realized that he was out of control, took a few deep breaths, and let go of her shoulders.

"Sorry, I don't know how to get along with my girlfriend."

Qin Yi walked up to him again and hugged him with open arms.

"It's okay if you don't know how to get along, so let's learn how to get along. As long as you don't break up with me, you can talk about anything." Qin Yi finally grasped a warmth, and was very afraid of losing it.

Yan Wen stroked her head, her hair was soft and comfortable to rub.

"Qin Yi, I have a bad temper. If I hurt you, you have to tell me, don't bear it." Yan Wen said sincerely.

Ye Lan said before that he is not a considerate person, but also a person who can't speak. Sometimes it is clearly good intentions, but the meaning expressed makes people hate it.

He admits that he is not good enough, and when faced with a relationship he wants to protect, he panics for a while.

He was also annoyed in his heart, why didn't he restrain himself a little before, he was also sad when he developed a bad temper and hurt her.

"I'll tell you, if I don't do well, you can tell me, let's work hard together."

Qin Yi smiled and rubbed against his arms again.

The two reconciled, and there was no talk of marriage.

Yan Wen went to cook, and after dinner, he changed the dressing for her wound.

The place where she was injured has grown new flesh, and it will heal soon. Yan Wen stared at her wound and frowned.

"Tell me about your adoptive mother. Why did she sell you?"

Qin Yi bowed her head and mentioned her adoptive mother's house, her heart was heavy.

"I grew up in an orphanage and was adopted by my adoptive mother when I was a little over three years old. My adoptive mother was fond of gambling, and my adoptive father was addicted to alcohol. He also liked to beat people when he was drunk. He always beat my adoptive mother to the point of bleeding.

My adoptive mother couldn't help it, so she took me away from my adoptive father, but in the new city, my adoptive mother and I had no relatives. In the first few years, my adoptive mother would go out to find a job to support us. When I arrived in junior high school, She didn't want to work, so she asked me to drop out of school to work to support her. "

Yan Wen clenched her fists and dropped out of junior high school. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old at that time, what could she do.

"You dropped out of school?" he asked softly.