When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

Confused, Zhong Jiamu raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay!"

Yi Wenbai didn't expect Zhong Jiamu to answer so bluntly, and a trace of bewilderment appeared on his face.Immediately afterwards, Yi Wenbai turned his face away, looking a little embarrassed, "Don't reply me in such a hurry, after all, this time is marriage, you..."

Zhong Jiamu coaxed Yi Wenbai, his voice was as soft as the singing of a mermaid on the seashore, "Wen Bai, look at me, okay?"

Only then did Yi Wenbai slowly put down his right hand covering his face, and looked at the person he had liked since a long time ago.

Those eyes looked at him tenderly, Yi Wenbai thought that he had ignored him for so long, and a pang of sorrow welled up in his heart.

Yi Wenbai hugged Zhong Jiamu, put his head on his shoulder, and said sullenly, "Mumu, I will definitely treat you well in the future."

"It's okay, Wen Bai," Zhong Jiamu raised his hand and patted Yi Wenbai's back lightly, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

The car drove straight to a research base of Yi's family. Zhong Jiamu thought about what reason he should find to make excuses if he saw Meng Gaohan at that time.

As a result, when he was taken to the underground laboratory, Zhong Jiamu found that Meng Gaohan did not appear, and what was waiting there was actually an experimental team.

"You didn't look for..."

"what?"

Zhong Jiamu shook his head, "It's nothing."

He underestimated the power of RMB players.

It took nearly an hour to disassemble the locator, and it was covered with a fake leather pad, but the locator did not sound an alarm.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Zhong Jiamu was about to ask Meng Gaohan to send him back, but he heard him suddenly say: "Mumu, do you know? Wen Lan is dead."

Zhong Jiamu raised his head, "What?"

Yi Wenbai explained, "Wen Lan died. The driver who caused the accident sold the house and paid compensation, but according to the information I found, the driver's family has already applied for foreign passports and fled country C."

"So Mumu, you and the people around you are very dangerous," Yi Wenbo pointed his head with his finger outstretched, "Once the line is disconnected here, the so-called legal rules will be ignored by him. for nothing."

Zhong Jiamu felt his heart beating faster, and all the things he didn't dare to think about collided randomly in his brain.

He opened his mouth and asked with difficulty: "Is it Nianyu?"

"I don't know, I haven't got any substantial evidence yet." Yi Wenbai stretched out his hand towards Zhong Jiamu, "Mumu, come back with me, I can protect you."

The silly dog ​​finally showed its wolf tail.

Zhong Jiamu knew that if Wen Lan was really dead, then what Yi Wenbai said was true, and the culprit was probably Nianyu.

If he continued to live at home, both Zhong Liu and Zhong Ma would be in danger.

But this is not the reason why he has to follow Yi Wenbai.

"Wen Bai, there is no need to be so anxious." Zhong Jiamu tapped Yi Wenbai's palm lightly with his fingertips and then withdrew his hand, "We are going to get married sooner or later, aren't we? Zhong Liu just came back, and I still want to have a good time with my family For a while."

A numb feeling spread from Yi Wenbai's palm, and he suddenly felt that he who made this request was too impatient.

It was dusk when he came out, and Zhong Jiamu asked Yi Wenbai to send the locator to the school, and then shirked something and took a taxi home.

Today the home smelled of sweet and sour pork ribs, Zhong Jiamu opened the door, and saw Zhong Liu twisting a piece with his fingers, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

The ribs twirled in Zhong Liu's mouth, and then spat it into the trash can beside him very naturally, pretending that nothing happened just now, "Mu Mu is back!"

Zhong Jiamu looked at Zhong Liu silently, and then slowly showed a troublesome expression.

Zhong Liu froze, sensing something was wrong.

Before Zhong Liu begged for mercy, Zhong Jiamu shouted: "Mom, brother Zhong Liu stole your sweet and sour pork ribs!"

As soon as Zhong Ma heard this, she rushed out of the kitchen with a shovel, "We agreed to wait until your brother came back to eat, why did you start again?"

Zhong Liu took a big step back in aggrieved way, "I didn't, Mom, don't listen to Mu Mu's nonsense!"

Zhong Jiamu changed his shoes and walked slowly to the dining table, "Brother, what is that black stain on the corner of your mouth?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Liu subconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, and then Mama Zhong hit her head with the handle of a shovel, "If you want to eat, go wash your hands."

Zhong Jiamu was still snickering beside him, and then Mama Zhong commanded her with a shovel, "Mumu, go wash your hands too, dinner is about to start."

The food was set on the dining table, warm yellow light shone on the dining table, and the hot news that happened today was still being broadcast on the TV.

"...Recently, the Xi Group has undergone reforms and has reached strategic cooperation with many companies. It is expected that in the next few years, multiple park-type commercial centers integrating leisure, shopping and tourism will be built in Z City."

Zhong Jiamu has lived here for less than a month, but he feels as if he has been here since he was born.The dark room, the small computer screen, and the endless sarcastic remarks really seemed to happen in a dream.

His original purpose of playing "13 Billion Boyfriends" was just to find someone to love him, no matter who is good, to be able to see him seriously, not the so-called illegitimate child or someone who shouldn't exist.

But he can't hurt Zhong Ma and Zhong Liu because of his greed.

Zhong Jiamu poked rice grains with his chopsticks, "Mom, I want to live out. But not right away, I need a while to find a house."

Mama Zhong was taken aback, and asked, "Who do you like again?"

Zhong Liu also frowned: "This time I don't even have a house to live in, how poor are the men this time!"

Zhong Jiamu, who was still reluctant to let go, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

So has his love brain persona been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

"It's not that mom said you, Mumu, you really don't have a good eye for men," Zhong's mother knocked on the side of the bowl with her chopsticks, "Go and see the house with your brother tomorrow, and if it suits you, you can buy it directly. Paying someone else to pay rent."

"However, I only saw the news some time ago, saying that a person was dating online and transferred his house to his girlfriend's uncle, but it was only after getting married that I found out that this girlfriend didn't exist at all, and it was all played by that uncle. "

Zhong Liu wanted to laugh as soon as he heard it, but he suffocated and pretended to be earnest and echoed: "Yes, Mumu, you should have some fun!"

Without even looking, Zhong Jiamu knew that Zhong Liu was taking revenge on the one who reported him for stealing food just now.

During the recent period, Zhong Jiamu has been busy looking for a house. It is said that Zhong Liu is preparing for some kind of internship when he returns to China. He just found a project recently but is not in a hurry to join the team, so Zhong Liu, who is idle at home, picks his feet. Rush out and look for it with Zhong Jiamu.

On the other hand, Yi Wenbai also started planning the wedding one after another.

Zhong Jiamu didn't want to tell Yi Wenbai about buying a house, so he could only tell Yi Wenbai that if something happened, he would just call him, and he would come over when he had time.

The Yi family has a large family with many and complicated people involved. The joke of the last engagement has been well known, and Yi Wenbai's parents obviously disapprove of his actions.

However, few people have been able to stop what Yi Wenbai wants to do, especially Yi Wenbai's grandfather has loved Yi Wenbai very much since he was a child, and he can almost be said to respond to every request.

Who was invited at the engagement banquet last time, and Yi Wenbai is going to invite all of them at this wedding banquet.

There are a lot of things to prepare for a wedding, especially one like Yijia, which needs to be prepared at least one year in advance.

Even though Zhong Jiamu had verbally agreed with him, Yi Wenbai was still afraid of having long nights and dreams, and said that everything in the process should be kept simple.

Zhong Jiamu came here today to choose invitations and try on dresses.

Zhong Jiamu has seen all the houses in Z City recently. Either the price is too high, or some places are not satisfactory, so the agent can only say that he will contact him as soon as there is a new house.

A table was filled with various invitations, and each invitation was personally designed by a well-known designer. No matter what the design was, these designers always paid first and then worked. It's all a design fee of [-] yuan.

Zhong Jiamu chose and looked at it for a long time, only to feel that his eyes were red, and he didn't bother to make any more choices, so he asked Yi Wenbai directly, "Is the invitation for the engagement last time still usable? I think it still looks good."

Engagement invitations and wedding invitations are both extremely particular. Wedding invitations must be more complicated and exquisite than engagement invitations, otherwise it will make people feel perfunctory.

The housekeeper standing aside frowned when he heard this, and he was about to explain, but saw Yi Wenbai nodded faster than him, "Yes, I also think the engagement invitation is pretty, so let's do it again." Just do it as it is!"

After finalizing the invitation, Yi Wenbai brought Zhong Jiamu to the cloakroom again. There were dozens of different types of suits and wedding dresses in it. Yi Wenbai stared at the production from the drawing to ensure that the finished product was almost as he wanted. exactly the same.

Zhong Jiamu's hands scratched from the first suit to the last one, and seemed to lack interest.

Yi Wenbai hurriedly asked: "Is there no one you like?"

Zhong Jiamu shook his head, and let out a breath of embarrassment, "Wen Bai, you must have been choosing these clothes for a long time, right?"

"No," Yi Wenbai quickly vetoed it, "I just asked them to pick out some, and then piled them up here."

What Yi Wenbai said was an obvious lie.

Although the suits hanging here have different colors and different dark patterns, their styles are surprisingly consistent.Even if someone chooses to bring it over, Yi Wenbai must have personally selected it again.

Zhong Jiamu raised his head and looked at Yi Wenbai, his eyes were full of apology, "I'm sorry Wenbo, I think I still like the way I got engaged last time."

What Yi Wenbai couldn't stand the most was Zhong Jiamu's staring at him, which made Yi Wenbai wish he could snatch everything in the world to him.

Zhong Jiamu didn't even need to say the reason, Yi Wenbai helped him figure it out, "I remember you picked the set last time, right? Then it's better to use that set for marriage, and I like it very much."

The butler behind Yi Wenbai had bruises on his temples, and in his opinion, this scene was no different from the scene of the Fenghuo opera with the princes hundreds of years ago.

This is simply history repeating itself!

The butler has worked in the Yi family for many years, and this marriage is about the face of the Yi family. He really couldn't bear it, "Mr. Zhong, if you don't mean it, just forget about the marriage!"