One thought of a flash marriage, the husband teases lightly

The two came to the old man and listened to his instructions.

Mr. He looked at the two children in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face, "Although there are some things that I can't tell you until the engagement ceremony, but I see you two happy today, so I might as well give you a few words first. .”

"Childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts who grew up together must have a much better relationship than strangers. When you two grow up, you have less contact. After you get engaged, you will be her fiancé, and you will be his fiancée. The two of you Cultivate your relationship well and hold a wedding as soon as you graduate from college."

"Yuan Zheng, you are a man, you must take good care of your fiancée. The fourth young lady of our He family has been taken care of and cared for since she was a child. If you want to bully her, her brothers will not forgive you. !”

Yuan Zheng smiled and patted his chest to the old man and promised: "Grandpa, don't worry, if I do something sorry for Ruirui, I will be struck by thunder from the sky, I will die a good death, and I will have no descendants!"

He Jiarui, who had his head down and was glum, couldn't help but raise his head and look at him in surprise when he heard him swear such a poisonous oath.

is it necessary?You have no feelings, why are you acting like this?

After hearing this, Mr. He waved his hands seriously, "Don't say that, there are no absolutes in anything. You two live in peace, and your relationship is cultivated bit by bit. What's more, you still have feelings since you were young, and grandpa thinks highly of you. "

He Jiarui lowered his head and curled his lips, sarcastically cursing in his heart, "What do you know about feelings when you were a kid? Just live in peace. Grandpa, it's useless for you to be optimistic. I'm going to annoy him to death."

Yuan Zheng said: "Thank you, grandpa, Ruirui and I won't let you worry!"

"Fourth Miss, don't you have anything to say?" Mr. He asked his granddaughter with a smile.

He Jiarui raised her eyelids to look at her grandfather expressionlessly, "I have nothing to say."

"Okay, you two go ahead. I will announce your engagement on the stage soon."

He Jiarui said "hmm", quickly turned around and left first.

Yuan Zheng looked back at her, then turned back to Mr. He and said, "Grandpa, I'll go over first."

"Go." The old man waved his hand without saying anything more.

Soon, the host came on stage and announced the start of the anniversary celebration ceremony.

On the stage, one veteran after another took the stage to speak, witnessing the arduous journey Mingsheng has gone through in the past 50 years.

Under the stage, Xia Zhi and He Jinnan were sitting together, looking up, their mouths moving slightly as they talked.

"I heard that grandpa agreed that He Jinhong came back."

With a faint smile on his face, He Jinnan joked: "Daughter-in-law, it's okay, you are better informed than me."

Xia Zhi sneered: "He Jinyan shouted so loudly that he couldn't help but listen."

"When he comes back this time, you have to be extra careful and don't follow his secret path." She said worriedly.

He Jinnan held her hand and gave him a comforting smile, "You don't have to worry about me."

Xia Zhi nodded and looked at the stage. Mr. He was making an important speech. She suddenly had an intuition that she wouldn't be able to fight for much longer.

He Jinhong was sitting two rows back, his eyes like wolves, staring at Xia Zhi's back. When she smiled at He Jinnan, his hand on his lap was unconsciously clenched tightly, as if in his heart. His anger could hardly be suppressed.

Zhou Nanxu was beside him. When he saw this, he approached him and reminded him softly: "Mr. He, the old man's people are around, please control it."

He Jinhong took a deep breath, slowly loosened his hands, and tried his best to look calm.

It was Fang Peiqing's fault that Mr. He was able to agree to He Jinhong's return to the head office.

She knelt in front of the old man and cried, saying that she was sorry for her sister who died young, and that she did not take good care of the only flesh and blood left by her. She was a sinner!

In fact, Fang Peiqing was really unwilling to use her dead sister to gain sympathy unless it was absolutely necessary.

During her lifetime, my sister made plans for the old man and was like a military advisor.As for myself, apart from giving birth to a pair of children to the He family, I have made no other contributions.

In comparison, she was really inferior, and the old man had compared her with her sister more than once.This was the inferiority and pain she felt in her heart. How could she have the nerve to use it as a bargaining chip for mercy?

What's more, the old man hates playing the family card.Although the old man agreed to this plea for the sake of his sister, she also received a solid reprimand.

But for the boss, she still did it.Not only did she say that the eldest son was her own nephew, who had been raised like her own son since he was a child, but she only said that the second son was born from that little vixen, she would never allow him to take charge of the He family!

"Then, next, I want to announce a big event, a big happy event!"

Mr. He's voice suddenly became high-pitched and he said with a smile: "Our little princess of the He family and the young master of the Yuan family, Yuan Zheng, are about to get engaged. We will notify everyone here at that time."

Thunderous applause sounded from below.

The host said: "Well, the dance is about to begin. For the first dance, we, Miss He Jiarui, and Mr. Yuan Zheng will be invited to dance together."

Another round of applause.

He Jiarui held the skirt with one hand and put the other hand in Yuan Zheng's palm. With a smile on her face, she walked with him to the center of the field.

The two looked at each other and smiled, holding hands together and dancing to the music.

"Ruirui." Yuan Zheng looked at the bright girl in front of him with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "I will no longer call you Short Winter Melon, I will call you Ruirui, okay?"

The corners of He Jiarui's lips were slightly raised, with a charming smile, and he said indifferent words: "No, I prefer you to call me He Jiarui."

"Calling you by your first and last name, doesn't it seem too unorthodox?" Yuan Zheng looked at her puzzled and asked.

"So are we familiar with each other?" He Jiarui asked with a fake smile on his face.

Yuan Zheng looked startled, "We are engaged, you... are annoying?"

He Jiarui sneered, "Do you think I would like to be engaged to a man who always calls me short winter melon? Am I mentally ill?"

Yuan Zheng was a little surprised, "Before, I was just joking with you."

"But I just think you've offended me!" He Jiarui said impatiently. Every time she heard him use jokes to excuse herself, she became particularly angry.

"Ruirui, I will never call you that again."

"This is what you should do, show me the most basic respect." He Jiarui said seriously, "Stop talking, otherwise I'm afraid I will go berserk!"

Yuan Zheng obediently closed his mouth and stopped talking.

The dance ends.Others came up in pairs to dance.

Seeing that He Jinxing didn't move, Jiang Yining couldn't help but ask: "Jinxing, don't you want to dance the waltz too?"

He Jinxing was not keen on this at first, but after she asked, he still followed her and danced with her.