Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

After the text message was sent, Ye Jialan felt relieved.

She was afraid that Qin Beichuan would ask her the address of the party, or who she was invited to, or that he would ask to pick her up, or even go with her.

The party was full of acquaintances, and most of them were from the fashion industry. She was afraid that people would find her and Qin Beichuan together...

Fortunately, Qin Beichuan only replied with the word "ok" and told her to remember to have breakfast. He didn't ask anything else.

Ye Jialan let out a long sigh of relief.

Putting the phone aside and watching the bright sunshine shining through the white gauze curtains into the house outside the window, my mood became warm.

The curtains were not closed last night, so Qin Beichuan closed them for her, probably because he wanted her to have a good sleep.

These may be just trivial things, but they are enough to make Ye Jialan's mouth curl up.

She got out of bed, stepped on the warm wooden floor with her bare feet, and came to the window.

Open the curtains and push the windows to let the cool air flow into the room, then close your eyes and stretch out comfortably.

Anyway, it was a great morning.

Although she and Qin Beichuan had done nothing the night before, it seemed that it was not doing anything that made her feel a light sense of happiness.

Love that is as gluey as paint and as passionate as fire is of course good.But just living each day in such a smooth and steady way is also very warm.

Rather than bursting with passion in an instant and then quickly disappearing like fireworks, this kind of love that trickles like an idyllic poem is what she really yearns for.

I really hope my life goes on like this.

Ye Jialan sighed inwardly and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she finally had the interest to appreciate this house and this house.

The interior is warm in color and every decoration emits a soft light.

The scenery outside the house is elegant, with tall buildings in the city not far away and a large lake across the villa area, making this place feel like a paradise.

Looking at the garden downstairs again, I found that the layout was exquisite, as well as her favorite small pond and laurel tree.

Although the garden scenery looks a little bleak after winter, Ye Jialan seems to have already seen what it will look like next spring.

She looked at the laurel tree downstairs in trance for a while.

Suddenly she realized why Qin Beichuan suddenly told her the night before that the tree in front of the door would have a lot of shade next year.

Ye Jialan couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that he was showing off his home last night and imagining their future.

Then I thought about how my mind was full of things that were inappropriate for children, and I couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

Afterwards, Ye Jialan simply washed up and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Her car keys were placed on the dining table, and under the keys was a note: "I brought the car back and it's in the garage."

She parked her car outside the restaurant the night before. She was about to pick up the car after breakfast, but she didn't expect that Qin Beichuan had already prepared everything for her.

Qin Beichuan's thoughtfulness once again felt warm in her heart, but this thoughtfulness also made Ye Jialan inexplicably uneasy.

He seemed to have suddenly changed. He no longer had a cold war with her, nor did he force her to explain why she rejected the proposal.

Ye Jialan always felt that Qin Beichuan was a little abnormal.

Ye Jialan looked at the car key, dazed for a while, and finally shook his head.

Qin Beichuan said last night that he would no longer force her to do anything. Maybe she was just overthinking.

After driving away the chaotic thoughts, Ye Jialan quickly ate breakfast and drove back to the hotel.

Her personal belongings, including the clothes she was going to wear to the party, were stored in the hotel room. She also needed to use her laptop during the day to do some work and had to go back anyway.

For the next whole day, Ye Jialan was busy with her own affairs, and Qin Beichuan did not receive any calls or messages.

Time passed silently, and when she raised her head from the computer screen, the sky was dark.

Seeing that it was time to attend the party, Ye Jialan hurriedly put on makeup and got ready.

She expertly put on light makeup, chose a simple white body-hugging evening dress, and drove to the party venue, a private winery.

Speaking of which, the owner of the winery is still an old friend of Qin Beichuan: Shi Shenyuan.