"I know how to do it." Xia Xianxian said upset.
……
Ou Beichen looked at Xia Weichu who was silent through the reversing mirror. "If Xia Xianxian and I are really kissing, what are you going to do?"
Xia Weichu turned his head, looked at Ou Beichen's perfect side face and asked, "if I kiss Yifan, what are you going to do?"
"Kill Yifan." oubeichen's tone was very calm, and the whole car was surrounded by her.
Xia Weichu said lightly, "I won't kill Xia Xianxian. But if one day you betray me, I will disappear into your life and live like I like more."
Ou Beichen released a hand and held Xia Weichu's hand.
It's like fear that she will disappear into his life in the next second.
"I won't betray you. I will love you forever."
"How far is forever?" Xia Weichu asked.
"For me, forever is until my breathing stops."
Xia Weichu smiles.
She had to admit that seeing the interaction between Ou Beichen and Xia Xianxian at the banquet tonight inevitably affected her mood.
In Yifan's sentence, Ou Beichen may not know whether he loves Xia Xianxian or her.
It pierced her heart.
She has seen her parents' love. There is no everlasting love in her parents' love, only ruthless betrayal.
Therefore, this can not help but make her have no confidence to have a permanent love.
Maybe it's also a good thing that she and Ou Beichen didn't get a marriage certificate.
After all, she and Ou Beichen seem to have known each other for a long time, but in fact, they don't know each other very well.
When Xia Weichu and Ou Beichen returned to the old house, they found that the old house was brightly lit.
As soon as they entered the living room, they saw Yang Wenya sitting on the sofa and watching TV with a face.
"Aunt, you haven't slept so late." Xia Weichu asked softly.
Yang Wenya glanced coldly at Xia Weichu and asked, "what about the dinner I asked you to prepare?"
"What dinner?" asked Ou Beichen with a frown.
"I promised my aunt to cook dinner tonight." Xia Weichu explained to Ou Beichen and looked at the tricky Yang Wenya with regret. "I'm sorry, I couldn't make dinner because I had something urgent temporarily, but I've told my uncle, so I left."
"What's urgent?" Yang Wenya looked at Xia Weichu in a dress from head to foot. "Your so-called urgent thing is to attend unnecessary parties? Clothes are exposed! Didn't your mother teach you that girls should know self-love? Then your mother really failed!"
Xia Weichu tightened his slender hand and looked at Yang Wenya unhappily, "aunt, my mother has passed away. Please respect the dead!"
"I didn't say anything wrong!" Yang Wenya raised her eyebrows. "If you want to be our daughter-in-law, you can't dress exposed. You should understand reason, follow three rules and four virtues, get out of the hall and into the kitchen. I let you cook dinner tonight to test whether you can cook dinner. As a result, you ran away. I didn't pay attention to running out to play."
Ou Beichen couldn't listen any more. He maintained Xia Weichu and said, "why didn't I see you ask for summer slender?"
"It's different."
"What's different?"
"She is a famous painter or an international model. She can't touch those rough jobs."
"Just a painter and a famous model is worth mentioning!" Ou Beichen held Xia Weichu horizontally. "She is a princess in my eyes, and those dirty jobs can't be touched!"
He spread his long legs and walked up the stairs.
Yang Wenya excitedly stops Ou Beichen.
She can't accept it. Both her son and husband protect Xia Weichu, Fang Yi's daughter! At the thought that Fang Yi's daughter would become her daughter-in-law and make her husband think of her old lover every day, she was on the verge of collapse.
She stared, her eyes rimmed red, and asked, "are you still my son?"
"I am."
"You left her!"
"Impossible."
"That mother will die for you now!"
Yang Wenya was determined in her eyes and walked quickly to the kitchen.
I bumped into Xia Qianxian coming in.
Xia Qianxian looked at the situation in front of her and immediately understood that her future mother-in-law was helping God. She quickly caught up with Yang Wenya. In the kitchen, she pretended not to understand and asked, "aunt, don't be unhappy. Although Beichen will announce the cancellation of his wedding with me tomorrow, I'm very sad..."
"Announce the cancellation of your wedding tomorrow? No! Absolutely not!" Yang Wenya pale, picked up a fruit knife and went out of the kitchen.
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