Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu will come back and spend the night tonight.

Wen Yan looked confused, Gong Xuan walked over, took her arm, and checked her body: "You hurt my little aunt, let me take a look."

Gong Xuan came closer and Wen Yan's attention was diverted by him.

Looking down at herself, she pointed to her arms and collarbones and said, "It's all over here. I can't wear a short-sleeved shirt tomorrow."

Gong Xuan pulled her to the bedside, and he sat down beside the bed, letting Wen Yan sit on his legs, gently rubbing the marks on her arms: "My Yanyan looks good in anything she wears, even with marks on her body."

Wen Yan: "It's not a question of whether it looks good or not, it's just that I'm embarrassed to wear it. Otherwise, if someone asks me, how can I explain it?"

Gong Xuan was happy: "Just explain it the way the facts are. I kissed your husband."

"..." Wen Yan's face was full of disgust: "You are not my husband."

Gong Xuan was even more amused and teased her, "Why don't you scream first and let me hear you?"

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going home."

"I won't go back tonight."

"No, I can't find an excuse now. And if I use Yuan'er as an excuse, my parents will figure it out. You should just send me back."

"It's still early, stay with me for a while."

As he spoke, he hugged Wen Yan for a while, played around with her for a while before sending her back.

On the way back, Wen Yan was in a good mood. Gong Xuan brought her another gift. The two chatted with each other, even sweeter than other young couples.

When the car stopped downstairs of Wen Yan's house, Gong Xuan got out with her.

The moonlight falls gently on the ground.

When Wen Yan waved to Gong Xuan and was about to go upstairs, Gong Xuan hugged her reluctantly.

He said, "Wife, please think about what I told you today."

Wen Yan raised her eyes and asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"

"..." Gong Xuan: "About accompanying me home for dinner."

"Okay, I'll tell you when the time is right."

Gong Xuan hugged her and kissed her.

Keeping his head up at Gong Xuan, Wen Yan recalled the words he heard yesterday and the fact that he had just hung up the phone in a hurry.

Looking into Gong Xuan's eyes, she said seriously: "Gong Xuan, if you like someone else in the future, if you don't want to be with me, tell me, I won't pester you, and I won't make things difficult for you."

Although she agreed to date him, some of Jiang Yuan's words were very true. Not many relationships can last without breakups, and not all marriages can last until the end.

When she agreed to be with Gong Xuan, she had already prepared for the worst.

So, pick it up when you should, and put it down when you should.

Seeing Wen Yan's deep and serious eyes, Gong Xuan raised his hand and pinched her face: "Little girl, it's only been a short time since we got better and you're already thinking the worst? I don't like anyone except you, so put away those messy thoughts of yours."

Grabbing his wrist, Wen Yan took his hand away: "Anyway, I just want to tell you, anyway, just to let you know, if this day really comes, don't let me know in the end, don't let me look like a fool."

Gong Xuan told her confidently: "That day will never come."

"Okay, I'm going home. You should go back and rest early too."

Gong Xuan leaned over and kissed Wen Yan before letting her go back.

Watching Wen Yan go upstairs as usual, Gong Xuan couldn't help but smile, thinking that the little girl still had a weak will and needed further education.

Looking at Wen Yan, Gong Xuan didn't realize at all that there were two people leaning on the balcony upstairs watching him.

"He looks quite tall, so he should be good-looking."

"It's just that we're too close and I can't see his face."

"Yanyan has liked good-looking people since she was young. She will definitely not grow up to be ugly."

"Of course. If she finds an ugly husband, I won't agree. Otherwise, my grandchildren won't be good-looking in the future." Wen Boxue stretched his neck, trying hard to see Gong Xuan's appearance clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly at all.

Gong Xuan was standing too close to the building. If he stood farther away, they could see more clearly.

At the door, Wen Yan opened it and went into the house. Listening to the noise coming from the balcony, she looked over and saw her parents lying on the balcony looking down.

Wen Yan frowned: "Dad, Mom, what are you two doing lying on the balcony? The security windows are old, don't tear them down."

The couple listened to Wen Yan's voice, quickly opened the security window, and said perfunctorily: "Nothing, your mother and I just came to see if you came back."

After Wen Boxue said this, Wen Yan immediately understood.

He was not checking to see if she had come back, he was clearly checking on Gong Xuan.

Looking at the two elders with disdain, he said gently: "I've told you all, when my relationship with him is more stable and I know him better, I will bring him back to show you."

Regardless of other things, she at least had to make sure that Gong Xuan was seriously dating her and had no other person in his heart.

"Yanyan, you've been dating this boy for over a month, right? Don't you understand him?"

"I understand them a little bit, but it's not stable enough yet. Isn't it said on the Internet? The first three months are the passionate period. Only after the first three months can we know whether the two of us are really suitable and whether we can really be together."

"Then your mom and I will have to wait another two months to see what your boyfriend looks like?"

"Probably, if we can hold on until then."

"What do you mean by being able to hold on until then?" Huang Lijun: "Yanyan, I just checked with your dad, and the boy should be good-looking. I think he is much taller than you."

Wen Yan bent down and picked a few grapes from the fruit plate on the coffee table and threw them into her mouth: "If he wasn't good-looking, I would definitely not agree to be with him. As for his height, he's almost 1.9 meters tall, about 1.88 meters."

If Gong Xuan wasn't good-looking, she would have cried to death after being slept with by him for two years and would have jumped out of his window a long time ago.

We have been together for two years thanks to his handsome face.

Wen Boxue listened to Wen Yan's words and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "He's so tall. If he hits you in the future, I won't be able to beat him even if I go."

Wen Yan raised his voice: "He dares? If he dares to hit me, I will fight him to the death."

Wen Yan was sure that Gong Xuan would not be violent towards her. After all, he was an elite and would never do anything so embarrassing.

And all along, Gong Xuan has been very tolerant of her temper.

The family of three chatted about this and that. Wen Boxue and Huang Lijun talked about Wen Yan's marriage and how much dowry they should give her.

Wen Yan did not respond to these words, because even if she gave everything in her family as a dowry, it would probably not be enough to buy a set of jewelry from Gong Xuan.

There was no need for them to compete with each other in this regard.

At this moment, what Wen Yan didn't expect was that she was thinking a little too far.

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The next morning, when Wen Yan went downstairs, Gong Xuan's Maybach stopped downstairs on time again.

Although Wen Yan disliked that his car was too good and too high-profile, he really had no car more low-key than this one, so he could only drive this one.

After opening the passenger door and getting in the car, before Wen Yan could say anything, Gong Xuan said, "Little aunt, don't nag me about this car. I spent the whole morning picking out the car in the garage, and this is the most low-key one."

"Let Secretary Du pick up a regular one later, is that okay?"

Gong Xuan took Wen Yan's words to heart and would carry them out.

Gong Xuan had already started to act, so Wen Yan naturally had no choice but to say, "You are always quick to speak, so you always say everything first."

"That's because I care about you." Then he handed the breakfast to Wen Yan: "I bought this for my wife."

Gong Xuan picks me up in the morning and drops me off in the evening, and he also remembers to bring breakfast, which is better than many boys.

"thank you boss."

"Wrong name."

"That's right, it's the boss."

Wen Yan was stubborn, so Gong Xuan pinched her chin and kissed her hard, then started the car and took her to the company.

Along the way, Wen Yan was in a good mood.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the subway entrance as Wen Yan requested. Wen Yan had just gotten out of the passenger seat when a surprised voice came from behind him: "Xiao Wen."

When Wen Yan heard the word "Xiao Wen" from behind, he felt like he was struck by lightning and held his breath.