Sir, don't be too bad

According to his plan, the wedding will be held in Jincheng next month, but Xia Yi is going to Greece later, so the plan has to be changed.

"My brother's wedding, needless to say, should at least be a national sensation, right?" Tang Jin also said with a smile.

Xia Yiwan hurriedly waved her hands: "Don't be so exaggerated, it's best to keep a low profile."

A big tree attracts the wind, she doesn't want to be the target of public criticism.

Mr. Si coughed softly: "Our Si family married a daughter-in-law, how can we keep a low profile!"

"..." Xia Yiwan.

Well, when she didn't say it.

Hearing this, Si Mo glanced at Xia Yiwan with a smile, and nodded: "What grandpa said is true, I promise I will never keep a low profile."

His woman naturally wants the grandest and most solemn pomp.

"If you need any help, you can tell Xiao Jin directly and ask him to help with the work." Tang Jin's father said.

Si Mo nodded.

Si Liya looked at her son with resentment: "Look, your brother is married, and you don't even have a girlfriend. You are really worthless!"

"Mom, what I'm talking about today is brother's business, don't forget to talk about me." Tang Jin hurriedly made a bitter face, bowing and begging for forgiveness.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was amused by his appearance.

"Hurry up about the wedding, and hurry up about my great-grandson." Mr. Si started talking again.

"We will hurry up." Si Mo replied without changing his expression.

Xia Yiwan was a little flustered in her heart, but because yesterday's examination result was good, her face was still calm.

"Oh, grandpa, you can change your name to Tang Seng." Si Nuanqian pouted.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Looking at the joyful and harmonious atmosphere on the table, Xia Yiwan's heart felt slightly sad.

Thinking of Simo's actions, he felt even more incomprehensible.

Just as she was thinking, Si Mo picked up a chopstick and put it in her bowl: "Why don't you eat it?"

Xia Yiwan raised her eyes slightly, glanced at him, and ate in silence.

A meal was spent in such a happy and relaxed atmosphere.

That night, Si Mo and Xia Yiwan stayed in the Si family's old house.

Simo wanted to make out, but Xia Yiwan refused on the grounds that he would disturb other people in the old house.

At noon the next day, after having dinner with Mr. Si, Simo took Xia Yiwan back to Dijing Tiancheng.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Simo hugged Xia Yiwan's slender waist, and put his head on her neck.

"Go to bed when you're tired, and I'll pack up." Xia Yiwan stretched out her hand to push him.

She's going to Greece the day after tomorrow, and her luggage hasn't been packed yet.

"Is there anything to clean up?" Si Mo asked dissatisfied.

There is Sister Gui at home, and Leng Yi can help her clean up.

"No, I have to go and see by myself, underwear and the like, you can't let others clean them up?" Xia Yiwan said.

Si Mo thought for a while, let go, and took her to the cloakroom: "I'll clean up with you."

This time Xia Yiwan did not refuse.

Entering the cloakroom, all the clothes are arranged in order according to season and color, and many of them have not been worn by her.

Xia Yiwan first chose the hangers for spring and autumn clothes.

It is now April, and the temperature in Greece is around seven or eight degrees to twenty degrees.

"This shirt goes well with that skirt." Si Mo pointed.

Xia Yiwan took out the two pieces he was pointing at, and the tags of both pieces were still there.

"This shirt seems a bit small." Xia Yiwan looked at the size.

She used to wear size M, but she has gained a lot of weight recently, and she is worried that some of them won't fit.

"You'll know if you try it?" Si Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he reached her side, he raised his hand to lift the sweater on her body.