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Chapter 504 How Should She Answer?



Chapter 504 How Should She Answer?

The little hand waved to Zhou Yi, as if it knew what Sheng Mingying had arranged.

Upon hearing Wenren Chen's words and seeing the little guy's excited expression, which clearly indicated he knew something, Zhou Yi's eyes crinkled as she went over and took Sheng Mingying's hand.

Sheng Mingying took her hand, her face full of kindness and gentleness: "Come on, let's go inside and take a look."

As they spoke, he led Zhou Yi into the courtyard.

As they went inside, Sheng Mingying said, "You don't need to follow. Go and play. Xiao Liu will take Yu Yu and play with everyone."

"Let's take advantage of this time to spend some quality time with Yuyu."

Upon hearing Sheng Mingying's two sentences, her children smiled and replied, "Okay, Mom."

Upon hearing Sheng Mingying's words, Zhou Yi immediately felt nervous and looked at Wenren Chen.

Wenren Chen said, "Hmm."

He agreed, his expression remaining unchanged.

Zhou Yi's eyes widened slightly upon hearing his response.

Before being discharged from the hospital yesterday, she asked her husband about the plans after her discharge. He said that she was injured and could not take care of Yu Yu, so they would go back to their old house to stay for a while after being discharged.

They will return to the Qingbei Villa once she has fully recovered.

So Zhou Yi was not surprised that the car went directly back to the Qingbei Villa today.

but.

The arrangement the old lady just mentioned, the master hadn't told her about, so she didn't know what it was.

With her husband and Yuyu by her side, she was relatively at ease.

But now that the old lady has told the gentleman and Yuyu not to follow, she feels nervous and uneasy.

Wenren Chen held the little guy in his arms. The little guy also heard Sheng Mingying's words. He blinked his big eyes, looking at Sheng Mingying and then at Zhou Yi.

Seeing Zhou Yi's sudden unease, the little one immediately reached out his hand to her and said, "Ya ya~ ya ya~"

It seems to be saying: Don't be afraid, it's okay~

Seeing the little guy reach out his little hand to Zhou Yi, seemingly not wanting Zhou Yi to leave, Sheng Mingying smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhou Yi won't leave. Grandma is just taking Aunt Zhou Yi to play for a while. She'll come and play with you when she's done."

The little one said, "Ya ya~ ya ya~"

Sheng Mingying said, "Don't worry, I can't eat your Aunt Zhou Yi."

As she spoke, she led Zhou Yi away from the others.

Zhou Yi was taken away by Sheng Mingying. She looked at Wenren Chen, her lips moved as if she wanted to speak, but the little one waved happily at her: "Ya ya~ ya ya~"

It seems to be saying: This is so much fun!

Wenren Chen remained silent as he observed Zhou Yi's uneasy demeanor.

Wenren Wen came over, saw Zhou Yi being taken away by Sheng Mingying, then looked at Wenren Chen, patted Wenren Chen's arm, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Mom won't eat Zhou Yi, don't worry.

Wenren Chen did not appear worried.

Wenren Chen said, "Hmm."

I carried the little one and went to the backyard with everyone.

Zhou Yi felt even more panicked as she watched Wenren Chen leave with the little guy and everyone else.

Although she had been hospitalized for a week, everyone had accepted the fact that she and her husband were married, and no longer made things difficult for her husband or had any doubts.

However, she has never spent time alone with the old lady. If the old lady asks her about her relationship with her husband, or about things between them, how should she answer?

Isn't the gentleman worried that she might give herself away, or that the old lady might notice something or realize something?

Sheng Mingying saw Zhou Yi's flustered appearance clearly, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled and led Zhou Yi to the inner courtyard.

The Wen family's old house was very large. Zhou Yi didn't know how much land it occupied, but she did know one thing: the old house had many courtyards. The Wen family had six children, and each child had their own separate courtyard, enough for the whole family to live in.

Wenren Chen also had his own courtyard, located north of Sheng Mingying and Wenren Teng's courtyards.

Mo Garden.

Once inside the courtyard, no one could be seen. Zhou Yi looked ahead, trying hard to suppress the panic in his heart.

She can't afford to lose her composure, otherwise it will be very easy for others to notice.

She pursed her lips, looked at the scenery ahead, and then asked softly, "Mom, you mean decorate? What kind of decorate?"

Zhou Yi tried her best to appear calm and unaffected.

Sheng Mingying gently patted her hand: "You'll know when we get there."

This was clearly a way of keeping people in suspense, something Zhou Yi had never expected.

However, hearing that Sheng Mingying's voice sounded normal, Zhou Yi felt a little relieved.

Since the gentleman was able to get the old lady to take her away, he must have a general idea of ​​what the old lady meant by the arrangement.

Sir, don't worry.

Since you're not worried, then everything should be fine.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi gradually felt relieved.

Sheng Mingying led Zhou Yi to Wenren Chen's courtyard. When Zhou Yi saw the words "Moyuan" (Ink Garden), surprise appeared in her eyes.

The old lady explained the arrangements, and then led her to the master's courtyard. The old lady was...

Something flashed through Zhou Yi's mind in an instant, and she roughly understood. She smiled and said, "Mom, are you talking about decorating the rooms here?"

This simple-minded person finally came up with an idea. Sheng Mingying smiled and said, "Of course, you and Xiao Liu are getting married, so your room needs to be decorated. It's just that we didn't have much time, so the decoration might not be very good. You can take a look in a bit and see if you like it. If you don't like it, Mom will have someone redo it."

Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "If you like it, then your arrangement is the best."

This answer was not surprising at all. Sheng Mingying smiled broadly, her face crinkling into a deep smile.

"You've already registered your marriage, so the wedding should be on the agenda soon. Would you like a Western-style wedding, a Chinese-style wedding, or a combination of both?"

Sheng Mingying naturally brought up this topic, as if she hadn't discussed the wedding with Wenren Chen.

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Wedding...?

This……

She and her husband are in a sham marriage and will not have a wedding ceremony.

The old lady is now bringing up the wedding; how should she respond?

Zhou Yi was stunned and didn't know how to respond. Most importantly, she didn't expect the old lady to bring up the wedding so quickly.

It's likely that the gentleman hadn't expected this either, which is why they hadn't discussed this issue before.

Instantly, Zhou Yi's heart started racing.

Sheng Mingying didn't hear a response and looked at the still-childish face beside her.

A moment of panic.

Sheng Mingying's smile deepened, and the wrinkles on her face deepened as well: "What's wrong? Don't you want to have a wedding?"

Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "No, Mom, I... my husband and I... we..."

Unable to lie and without any ulterior motives, Zhou Yi didn't know how to answer Sheng Mingying, and her face turned red with anxiety.

Seeing her like this, Sheng Mingying gently patted her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, don't rush, tell me slowly."

The loving voice was full of patience and contained no reproach. Zhou Yi tried to calm herself down, then thought for a moment and said, "Mom, my husband has been taking care of me at the hospital these past few days, and he's also working hard. We haven't talked about this yet."

"May I ask the gentleman later?"

To be honest, if I haven't said this, then I haven't said it.

You can't lie, otherwise you won't be able to cover it up.

Upon hearing her words, Sheng Mingying immediately frowned.


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