Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

The weather on New Year's Day is good and good, and bad is bad.

It snowed all night, and when I woke up in the morning, the whole city was covered in a layer of white snow.

There is a faint coolness in the air.

Some comfortable, some gratifying.

As soon as Fang Yiru's hand touched the snow on the ground, he was pulled over by a big hand.

Jiang Beiyan held her hands in his palms, frowned slightly, and said in a low tone, "Cool."

Fang Yiru pursed her lips indifferently, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, but with a hint of disgust: "I'm not afraid of the cold, how can you be so fragile as a big man."

After finishing speaking, he pulled his hand out of Jiang Beiyan's palm, bent down, grabbed a handful of snow and threw it over.

Snowflakes scattered on the man's chest, leaving a snow-colored imprint on his black cashmere coat.

The man looked down at her, and calmly warned: "Don't make trouble."

Fang Yiru didn't have any scruples about his icy face, grabbed the snow on the ground, and couldn't help throwing it over.

He said triumphantly: "I will make trouble, I will make trouble."

Said and ran away in the snow.

The side of the road that has just snowed has not had time to clean it up. At this time, when the snowflakes fall, they condense into water ice. When you step on it, there is a squeaking wetness.

Fang Yiru ran proudly while throwing snow on him.

Although she deliberately avoided the man's face, the clothes were quickly thrown by her, and there were snow marks all over the place.

Xu Shi was so proud that his steps slipped for a while.

Fang Yiru was startled, and subconsciously protected her stomach first.

The man stepped forward to embrace her and hugged her into his arms.

The sudden embrace is different from the icy coolness in the air.

The man's palm was very warm, and his embrace was firm, and she was well protected in his embrace.

Above his head, Jiang Beiyan's still-shocked voice came: "Don't run around."

What if you fall down?

Fang Yiru blinked, looked up at the man in front of her, moved her lips, and whispered, "Jiang Beiyan, are you worried about me or the child in your stomach."

This problem is usually fatal every time.

The man took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice, "Of course I'm worried about the child."

Fang Yiru's face instantly turned cold.

Men are indeed big pigs.

Jiang Beiyan frowned and said, "If you don't have a child, I'm afraid you'll go back on your word and don't marry me."

Fang Yiru glared at him, and said angrily: "You are forcing a marriage with a child."

"As long as you marry me."

No matter what the reason is, even if it is because of the child in the belly.

After waiting for so many years, he no longer wanted to wait any longer.

Seeing his serious look, Fang Yiru couldn't help but push him away, and muttered softly, "Stupid."

I really don't know her mind at all, and I don't know how to make her happy.

A man who is obviously smarter must say that worrying about adults is more important than worrying about children at this time.

Jiangbeiyan just doesn't.

It's really annoying.

Although Fang Yiru felt awkward, he still didn't say anything.

When they arrived at the Fang family's old house, the servants were hoeing the snow.

In the huge courtyard, there were snowplows moving back and forth, and the servants seemed very busy.

Although there is no sun in the sky, the light is extraordinarily bright.

The sky that seems to have been reflected by snow, even the cloudy sky has a different luster.

"Miss is back, hurry up and report to Master."

When the butler saw Jiang Beiyan's car, he happily confessed to the servant beside him.

Come quickly by yourself and open the car door for Fang Yiru.

As soon as the woman got out of the car, she circled around the car, frowning slightly dissatisfied.

"This is obviously his car, how do you know I'm back?"

Fang Yiru said, pointing to the man beside him.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang called home last night and said that Miss, you are with him and you will be back early tomorrow morning."

Fang Yiru let out a bored 'oh'.

Turning around, he saw that Jiang Beiyan's opened trunk was full of gifts.

"What are you doing?"

I usually come to their house so often, and I don't see him taking things every time.

Anyway, her family is so familiar, they are all family.

Jiang Beiyan said solemnly: "It's the first time you come to ask for a marriage, so naturally you have to bring something."

Otherwise, is it so easy to marry a girl from another family?

Fang Yiru curled her lips, looked at the gifts indifferently and said, "Who did you learn all this from?"

It's really getting better and better, she doesn't know Jiang Beiyan anymore.

The man pursed his lips, and said softly, "Lu Tingxiao said it."

Fang Yiru rolled his eyes and sneered disdainfully: "He doesn't even have an old father-in-law, yet you still ask him for advice?"

The man nodded, looking serious.

"I also consulted Mr. Fu, and he said that the more gifts the better."

Fang Yiru nodded: This is more reliable.

Although she didn't know, Fu Jingyan must have given a lot of things to the old mother of the Lu family who was able to marry Lu Zhu off.

Fang Yiru waved his hands indifferently and said, "Oh, just take whatever you want. You usually give away a lot. Come every day, so why should you be so polite?"

She actually felt that Jiang Beiyan was willing to take it from her house no matter how valuable the antique jadeite was over the years.

Her old man is not lenient at all.

It is estimated that with my own private collection, it is no problem to open two museums.

Pulling the man's arm, he urged, "Let's go quickly."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and told the housekeeper behind him, "Take out all the things and let them put them in my room."

At that time, if there is something she likes, she can keep it directly.

Jiang Beiyan froze for a moment, and was about to say something when Fang Yiru dragged him into the room.

Because it was too early, the rest of the Jiang family didn't seem to get up yet.

Fang Yiru sat in the living room a little uneasy. For the first time, she felt that her living room was a bit boring.

"Where's grandpa?"

She urged a little impatiently.

The butler said: "Master is washing up, let you and Mr. Jiang wait in the living room for a while, breakfast is prepared in the kitchen, and Mr. Jiang ordered Mr. Jiang to have a light meal together."

Come so early, must have not eaten.

Jiang Beiyan nodded unceremoniously. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had breakfast here.

Fang Yiru looked up at him uneasily, then quickly lowered her head.

He coughed uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "Don't be nervous for a while, you can answer whatever my grandpa asks you, and you don't have to have any taboos."

No matter where you are, the process of door-to-door marriage proposal is the same.

Greet all eighteen generations of your ancestors first, and then take a layer of your inner self.

Looking at her, Jiang Beiyan seemed a little puzzled and said, "Why are you nervous? Doesn't Grandpa know everything about me?"

He has been to Fang's house countless times, and he is already familiar with the road