Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Yu Wei looked calm when she saw the battle, "What is Manager Banquet doing so early in the morning?"

"Mr. Yu, let's go into your office to talk."

Looking at Yan Ting's serious expression, Yu Wei nodded and ordered the assistant outside to make a few cups of tea and bring it to the office.

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Tingzheng said straight to the point: "Yu Wei, your grandma said that you and Wenzhou have already obtained the remarriage certificate, so we had no objection to Tingsong asking you to be the acting president."

Yu Wei sat at the desk and asked calmly: "What now?"

"People's words are scary, Yu Wei, you don't even know who your biological father is, and the group is in your hands. Do you want us, the Yan family, to follow you and be looked down upon by others?"

Yan Tingguo echoed from the side, "Even if you don't think about us, you still have to think about the child in your belly. You don't want it to suffer so much criticism before it is born!"

Yu Wei clenched her palms.

Yan Tingzheng continued: "You abdicated the throne and made way for someone more talented. The shares are in your hands anyway, but you moved behind the scenes. Originally, you were not a woman who was good at doing business. When the child is born, after a year or two, there will be no one left." Remember your life experience."

Yu Wei stroked her belly, "Are you done?"

Seeing Yu Wei being so calm, Yan Tingzheng and Yan Tingguo exchanged glances.

Just then the assistant knocked on the door and came in to deliver tea.

Yu Wei stood up and looked at the two of them with a smile, "You must be tired after talking so much. Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"Yu Wei, it's really not what we want to do to you. You have no idea what those people outside think of you, and how they think of Yanjia, and how unpleasant the words they said are."

"I thought that two people who are so old and have been through big storms, how could they be so nervous about a trivial matter."

Yu Wei leaned on the desk and looked at them calmly, "How unpleasant are those people outside saying? Why don't you call them over and let me hear it with my own ears."

"Yu Wei, what are you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yu Wei looked calm, "Originally, I don't like this position at all. If it weren't for helping the banquet director, I wouldn't want to stay there all day. But after you said this today, I kind of like it."

The two people's expressions immediately changed, and Yan Tingguo said hurriedly: "We are saying this for your own good, Yu Wei, you and Wenzhou have obtained your marriage certificate, and you are the Yan family. It is your responsibility to share the worries and relieve the Yan family. "

"Yes, I have a heavy responsibility now." Yu Wei glanced at her watch and said sarcastically: "I still have a meeting to hold, so you two should not delay me any longer to share my worries and relieve the Yan family."

Yu Wei leaned forward and pressed the intercom, "Send the two Mr. Yan out."

The two people walked out of Yu Wei's office with livid faces.

"Brother, this Yu Wei is not that easy to fool. The key lies with the second brother."

Yan Tingzheng's eyes were dark, but he didn't expect that Yu Wei's behavior became more and more similar to Yan Wenzhou's, "Why are you so anxious? Sooner or later, I will send Yan Tingsong in!"

Seeing the office door closed, Yu Wei sat back on the chair. She stroked her already bulging belly, her watery eyes darkening a little. Yan Wenzhou actually lied to her grandma that they had already received a marriage certificate.

That night, Yu Wei received a call from Han Chunyan, asking her to go back to Yu's house.

Yu Wei felt a little uneasy. She was afraid of seeing any trace of disgust in Han Chunyan, Yu Haisheng or Yu Mo's eyes.

She could let herself not care about other people's opinions, but she couldn't help but care about her family's opinions.

Walking outside the door, Yu Wei took a deep breath and pushed the door open. As soon as she entered the living room, she smelled the aroma of food. Han Chunyan happened to come out of the kitchen and asked her to wash her hands and eat.

Yu Wei washed her hands and entered the kitchen, "Why are you preparing so many meals today?"

"Xiao Mo has been stimulated recently. He reports to the company on time every day and helped your father negotiate a business deal." Han Chunyan said with a smile, "Let's celebrate him."

Yu Wei nodded and helped put the food on the table.

Yu Mo followed Yu Haisheng through the door. He was wearing a formal suit and looked like a human being.

Yu Wei looked at Yu Haisheng and called "Dad". Yu Haisheng responded and looked at her with a smile, "Weiwei, you came back just in time. I just have something I want to talk to you about."

When Han Chunyan saw that he was about to take the documents from the briefcase, her face sank, "Weiwei is already tired enough on weekdays. She finally went home to relax, and you still bother her! If you dare to talk to her about business matters, I will kick you out, do you believe it?"

Yu Haisheng looked at her helplessly, "It's just a matter of a few words."

"What's the matter of a few words? I don't know you yet! Yu Haisheng, don't look for trouble and eat! If you have any questions, let's talk after dinner!"

Han Chunyan gave him a warning look before turning and entering the kitchen.

Yu Haisheng shook his head, lowered his voice and complained to Yu Wei, "Your mother's recent menopause has been like a firecracker. It's just a matter of seconds."

Yu Wei smiled and said, "I'll go back and prescribe some medicine for my mother to help her recover."

"It would be great if it can be cured." Yu Mo from the side came over, "I said how crazy she is asking me to go on a blind date recently. It turns out it's menopause!"

"Blind date?" Yu Haisheng said with a straight face, "Xiao Mo, how could Tian Meng return the ten million so well? Did you tell her something?"

Yu Mo was a little surprised, "Did she return the money?"

Han Chunyan happened to put the last dish on the dining table, "It's time to eat, don't talk anymore."

Several people were sitting around the dining table. Han Chunyan looked at Yu Wei's slightly bulging belly and said, "Wei Wei, you seem to have gained a lot of weight recently."

"I have a good appetite lately."

Han Chunyan didn't think too much and brought her some food, "If you have a good appetite, eat more. It's all what you like."

Yu Mo complained helplessly to her, "You said you wanted to celebrate with me and cook what Yu Wei likes to eat. Why don't you be so partial!"

"No big or small, you called me Yu Wei?" Han Chunyan looked at her dissatisfied, "Call me sister!"

Yu Wei looked at everyone with normal expressions, her eyes a little moist, as if things were not that bad.

……

The wedding of Yan Tingsong and Song Qinghe was held in a manor.

In the late autumn season, the manor is filled with beautiful flowers.

In the bridal lounge, Song Qinghe put on a wedding dress designed by herself. With exquisite makeup on her face, she looked radiant.

Yu Wei looked at her through the mirror and said softly: "You are beautiful today."

Song Qinghe's eyes were gentle, "I'm already old, no matter how beautiful makeup I put on, I can't be any more beautiful."

"Who said that, this look is just right." Yu Wei held her shoulders, "What I see in front of me is obviously a fairy."

Someone knocked on the door and told them that the ceremony was about to begin.

Song Qinghe stood up, her figure swaying a little. Yu Wei supported her and asked worriedly: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, maybe I'm a little too nervous." Song Qinghe looked at her with a smile, "Are there many guests here today?"

Yu Wei nodded.

Song Qinghe held her hand and said, "Weiwei, help me over."

At the wedding scene surrounded by flowers, with a faint scent of roses floating in the air, Yan Tingsong stood at the end of the red carpet, waiting for his bride.

Yu Wei helped Song Qinghe to the entrance of the red carpet, and the guests looked over.

She slowly withdrew her hand and said softly to Song Qinghe: "Mom, you are really beautiful today. I wish you happiness."