After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

After Song Mingyi thought it through, he began to categorize the work at hand.

Just when I was about to call Han Bing to come over and deal with it, Han Bing knocked on the door and came in.

"Sister Mingyi, I need to take a leave this afternoon."

Han Bing blushed, her eyes full of happiness and sweetness: "I want to take Yan Cheng to my house to talk about marriage."

Song Mingyi couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, I'll give you three days off. You're usually too busy with work and haven't spent enough time with your family. You can have some fun with Yan Cheng. I'll find someone to take over your job for the time being."

"Okay, thank you Sister Mingyi."

"Not so polite."

Although the Han family is not a wealthy family, they are well-off in the city.

Even so, it was Liu Yancheng's first time to visit such an old and bustling community.

This was a house allocated to the Han family in the early years. They have lived here for so long that they have developed feelings for the neighbors. Even after so many years, they are reluctant to move to a better house.

Liu Yancheng was very curious, but he definitely didn't show any disgust.

Han Bing led him along the way, and many people looked at them with smiles.

"Hey, our Xiao Bing is back with her boyfriend?"

"The young man is quite fair-skinned. Standing next to Xiao Bing, they are a perfect match!"

Han Bing greeted everyone with a smile. The place was filled with the atmosphere of everyday life, and the distance between people was shortened.

This was an experience Liu Yancheng had never experienced before.

He followed Han Bing in calling people, and his words were very sweet. He immediately made those uncles and aunts smile from ear to ear, and they kept praising Han Bing for finding a good boyfriend.

When I walked in against the cold wind, Han's parents were already on high alert.

Han's mother was 50% similar to Han Bing, with a gentle and charming appearance. She asked the two of them to change into slippers and handed each of them a hot towel.

"Are you cold? Wipe your hands. I'm waiting for you two."

The hot towel soothed Liu Yancheng's heart.

He smiled and put down the gifts he brought one by one: "Thank you, aunt."

Mother Han smiled and said, "Your uncle is cooking in the kitchen. He will be ready soon. You can sit on the sofa first."

After saying that, he walked inside: "Old Han!"

Father Han poked his head out of the kitchen with a smile on his face, wearing an apron, and greeted Liu Yancheng in a friendly manner.

Then he said to Han Bing with concern: "My girl, I made your favorite braised prawns. Wait for me, I will show Yan Cheng around first!"

Han Bing was helpless: "I know, Dad!"

Mother Han hurried over to help Father Han adjust his apron: "Oh, the strap at the back is broken, and it's all loosened!"

"It's okay. As long as it works, tie it for me again."

The two of them were loving and harmonious. Liu Yancheng seemed to be infected by this warm atmosphere and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

Since childhood, Liu Yancheng grew up with two nannies.

He had everything he wanted, but his home was always cold and desolate.

His parents are too busy and often quarrel over some things, and when they are busy no one has time to take care of him.

A car today, a plane tomorrow, Liu Yancheng received endless gifts, but it was rare to even see the shadow of his parents.

Liu Yancheng quietly embraced Han Bing, with envy in his eyes: "Xiaobing, when we have children in the future, we will also be such parents."

Han Bing blushed and whispered, "What are you talking about..."

On the dining table, there was a large table full of Han’s father’s specialties, which were also homely dishes.

Almost all the delicious dishes were placed in front of Han Bing and Liu Yancheng, even more in front of Han Bing.

"Xiaobing, it's a rare opportunity for you to come home, so try it and see if it suits your taste." Han's father said happily.

Mother Han scolded: "Your father knew you were coming, so he got up at five o'clock and said he was going to the vegetable market to pick the freshest ones."

She couldn't help but look nostalgic, and said to Liu Yancheng: "Our little Bing is picky and couldn't get used to the food in the high school cafeteria. At that time, she loved to eat pork ribs the most. Her father cooked it every morning and brought it to her at noon."

Han Bing was helpless: "Mom, I'm not so picky anymore."

Only then did she realize that she was attending college and working thousands of miles away from home.

She has become accustomed to not being cared for or noticed, and has become even more accustomed to the unpalatable takeout meals and working overtime at night.

But it turned out that a light had been left on for her at home.

"Xiao Bing."

Liu Yancheng looked down at her seriously: "I will learn this dish from my uncle. When the time comes, I will cook it for you one by one, just like my uncle and aunt."

Han Bing's eyes were red: "Okay..."

After the meal, Han's father and mother noticed that Liu Yancheng really loved Han Bing. No matter what, she was the first person he thought of.

To love someone is to hold her in your heart.

The two of them secretly agreed to this son-in-law, but they felt sad in their hearts because their daughter, whom they had loved for so many years, was getting married, and to such a wealthy family.

It would be fine even if the Liu family didn't have that much money. All they wanted was someone who was of equal status and could treat Han Bing well. Money was not important. They were even so rich that they were worried about Han Bing's situation after she married him.

After drinking, the slightly drunk Father Han pulled Liu Yancheng aside to talk.

"My daughter is a good girl. I know your family is rich, but my Han family is not unable to support my daughter."

"If you dare to treat Xiao Bing badly in the future, we will definitely take her back."

"Originally, I didn't think you would be a good match. I always told Xiao Bing that the gap in family backgrounds was too big. If she married into the family, it would be hard for her to be a daughter-in-law. Even if she married someone who was a little worse off, my family could help her out and no one could bully her."

"She is my daughter, and I love her dearly. If you ever dare to let her down or let anyone bully her, I will never forgive you."

Only when he was drunk did Han's father dare to say these words.

Every word is filled with the love that parents have for their children.

Liu Yancheng's eyes softened, and he promised earnestly, "Uncle, there won't be such a day. If there is, I will definitely kill myself first. I love Xiaobing very much. I will definitely let her be as free and happy as she is with you."

Behind the glass partition, Han Bing and her daughter had just finished saying some heartfelt words to each other, and when they came out and heard this, they couldn't help but raise the corners of their lips.

It’s really a blessing to be with Liu Yancheng.

……

at the same time.

the other side.

Ming Jinyan was sitting on the sofa in the villa, playing with a key ring in his hand.

He glanced coldly at Mingqi who had just finished his report.

"You mean, Xia Jiaojiao took the initiative and used her pregnancy to force the Lu family to give her a legitimate status?"

Mingqi lowered his head and said, "Yes, it is said that a paternity test is already being done, and our people cannot interfere."

Ming Jinyan smiled coldly: "Interesting, since Xia Jiaojiao wants to make trouble, just cooperate with her. I'm sure Lu Shenxing will be happy to hear such gossip."

"Go, spread it out, make sure everyone knows about it."

A second ago, the Lu family had just announced that Song Mingyi was the biological mother of the two children.

Now, another illegitimate child has appeared.

The Lu family's reputation will probably plummet along with the Lu Group's stocks.

Ming Jinyan was in a good mood, and there was a cold look between his cruel brows.

He called Mingqi who was about to leave.

"Oh, there's one more thing I can do—"