Stop chasing Mr. Lu, Mrs. is married

The middle-aged woman touched her buttocks, stood up and cursed.

"You bastard who can kill a thousand swords, you wait for me. I have to skin you today."

Bai Song had already entered the car with Wantong in his arms. When he heard the middle-aged woman's insults, his face became more and more gloomy. He grabbed the door handle and prepared to get out of the car, but Wantong held his arm.

"Brother, forget it, let's go!"

Wantong thought that she was not injured, so she didn't want to worry about it.

Only then did Bai Song let go of his hand from the door handle.Start the car and leave.

"You weren't scared just now, were you?"

The car was very quiet, Bai Song asked softly.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry. I was lucky to have you just now, otherwise I might have been bitten." Wantong said.

Hearing this, Bai Song raised the corners of his lips, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Why are you being polite to me?"

Wantong lowered her eyes and didn't answer any more.

She turned to look out the window. The sun was shining all over the land, and the street scene was bustling and noisy.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Bai Song got out of the car first and opened the door for Wantong.

Wantong got out of the car and looked up to see the name of the luxuriously decorated restaurant in front of her: Dihao International Restaurant.

This is a high-end private restaurant that is said to taste very good.

"Xiaotong, come in! I've reserved a private room."

Wantong withdrew her gaze and looked at the man in front of her. There was expectation in his eyes, which made her unable to bear to refuse, and she had already come over, so she finally followed him in.

The waiter led the two people into the private room and then left.

The private rooms are elegantly decorated and full of antique charm.

"Xiaotong, do you like it here?" Bai Song closed the door, sat next to her, and asked warmly.

"pretty good."

Bai Song smiled and took out the menu and handed it to her, "Then order. You can order whatever you like."

He looked at her dotingly.

Wantong took it, flipped through a few pages, ordered two dishes, and handed them to Bai Song, asking him to continue ordering.

Bai Song added two more dishes, and while waiting for the dishes to be served, the two fell into silence again.

After a while, Bai Song spoke first, "Xiao Wan, come back and stay! It's not convenient for you to be in Xiao Nian Na for the past two days."

Hearing this, Wantong raised her eyes to look at him and said firmly: "As long as you don't agree to me for one day, I won't go back."

When Bai Song heard this, his eyes darkened, he pursed his lips, and his fingers holding the tea cup stiffened slightly.

"Xiaowan, that's just a piece of paper, why do you have to be so insistent?"

He sighed, his eyes full of pain.

A strong feeling of loss and sadness rose in Wantong's chest.Tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice rose louder: "If you don't let me marry you, I won't go back."

"You marry me, and a few years later, I... leave due to illness. If you marry someone else, others will mind. I don't want you to be looked down upon."

This is the reason why Bai Song doesn't want to marry her. It's not that he doesn't love her, but that he loves her too much, so he doesn't want her to be a little wronged in the future.

Wantong's tears dripped down her cheeks and onto the table. She choked and said, "You will get better, and I will never marry anyone else in this life."

Bai Song looked at her with deep eyes, and deep sadness welled up in his heart.

Her stubbornness towards him was far beyond his imagination, and it made him even more powerless and heartbroken.

Bai Song stretched out his thumb to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly: "Fool, why are you so stubborn? If you act like this, you will delay yourself."

"I don't care, I won't marry anyone but you anyway!"

Wantong suddenly shouted excitedly, tears streaming down her face.

She covered her mouth and turned around sobbing.

Seeing this, Bai Song sighed, stretched out his arms to hug her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Hey, don't cry."

He coaxed her in a low voice.

"Senior brother, I want to marry you." Wantong sobbed.

Bai Song's arms tightened tighter and tighter, wanting to crush her bones. His breathing became rapid, and his throat seemed to be blocked, making it difficult to make a sound.

He closed his eyes and tried to suppress his emotions.

After a long time, Bai Song opened his eyes and his voice returned to calmness: "Let's eat first, okay?"

"Senior brother, please don't change the subject. You just don't agree to marry me, right?" Wantong suddenly turned around and stared into his eyes and asked, her expression full of stubbornness.

Bai Song shook his head and said, "No, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Wantong had already thrown herself into his arms, hugged his waist, pressed her face against his broad chest, and sobbed softly.

"Ugh...how can you not marry me?"

Bai Song felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He put his hands around her slender waist and whispered: "I promise you, don't be sad, I will marry you."

Wantong suddenly raised her head, blinked her hazy tearful eyes, and asked, "Really?"

"Well, really."

Bai Song held her pretty wet face, kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said warmly: "Stop crying."

Wantong burst into laughter and nodded, "Okay."

Bai Song kissed her lips and stroked her black and shiny hair, a sad look flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know whether this decision was good or bad for her.

He agreed, and then they would become a legally recognized couple, and she would have no way out.

But if he doesn't agree, he's afraid he won't even be able to see her again...

Wantong took the initiative to put her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss.

Bai Song held her petite body tightly with both hands, and the kiss became more passionate and lingering, as if he wanted to integrate her into his body, regardless of each other.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting their enthusiasm.

Bai Song let go of Wantong, and the waiter outside the box came in carrying dishes.

"Please enjoy."

After the waiter put down the dishes, he quickly exited the private room.

"Eat it." Bai Song took a chopstick of fish and handed it to Wantong's bowl.

"Thank you, brother."

Wantong smiled, her mood instantly became very good, she took the chopsticks and started eating, looking like she had a big appetite.

Seeing this, Bai Song also showed a faint smile. He reached out and poured a glass of juice for Wantong.

Wantong took a sip, it was sweet.

She narrowed her eyes, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Senior brother, how about we get married at the end of this month?"

She was afraid that he would regret it, so she wanted to take the marriage certificate home as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares.

Bai Song was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said warmly: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Wantong suddenly beamed with joy and smiled like a flower.

Seeing her like this, Bai Song's eyes were filled with pity, but his heart twitched violently.

The happiness he could give her didn't last for a few years.

How will she spend the rest of her life then?Will he collapse in pain, or choose to forget him and start over...?

He didn't dare to think any more, he only felt a sharp pain like tearing in his heart.