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In the blink of an eye, New Year’s Eve is here, and the people who settle down are gathered together.

In such an important festival, everyone is sympathetic.

When I was eating the New Year’s Eve, An’s father suddenly said to An Shizhen: “You are already twenty-three. It’s time to consider getting married. I’m good at seeing the Jiang family’s gimmicks. When will the days be settled?”

An Yue’s subconscious look at An Shizhen, is it a day?

An Shizhen’s look is faint. “I have a lot of things in my heart.”

An old man nodded with satisfaction, no more words.

However, An Zhengyang said a few words of encouragement. "You are already an adult now. If you want to become a family soon, you must shoulder the responsibility of a man and a husband."

An Shizhen looked at him and didn't speak.

An Zhengyang continued: "The former thing was that I was not the father, we did not mention it, and the family will be amiable."

In this way, the initiative to admit mistakes, An Zhengyang is still the first time.

An Yue is a little surprised, what medicine is sold in his gourd.

However, this statement clearly won the heart of An old man. Isn't he looking forward to family harmony?

An Shizhen still didn't answer, and people didn't know what he was thinking.

After the meal, An Yue was accompanied by An Shi to return to the study room to keep the age.

There is a chess on the table, and An Yue and An Shizhen play against each other.

An Yue looked at An Shiyi’s chess road, some speechless. “Brother, I knew that I should not play chess with you at the beginning.”

"Ok?"

"Now I am not your opponent at all." An Yue lost the piece and was not interested.

An Shizhen looked at her raging face and asked, "What do you want to play?"

"I don't want to play anything, I am sleepy." An Yue said that he yawned.

At home, she slept earlier, so when she got to this point, she was sleepy.

"Then go back to the room to rest," An Shizhen said.

"No, I want to stay with you for the age, I will linger for a while." An Yue said this when he yawned again.

An Shimei frowned, seeing her stupidly leaning against the back of the chair, the gentleness of the bottom of her eyes flashed away.

He took the blanket and walked over to help her cover it.

The next morning, An Yue woke up and found himself in his room.

This sleep is very good, she can't do well in the morning.

When she went to the bathroom to wash, she found that her lips seemed to be a little swollen.

She is a bit puzzled, is it getting angry?

The city of A is heavy and very easy to get angry, so she didn't think much.

When she went downstairs, she saw that An’s family were sitting in the living room. Jiang Xinjie came, and there was an older couple next to him. It should look like Jiang Xinjie’s parents.

An Shiyi sat on the sofa on one side and saw An Yue down. He said, "Go eat breakfast."

His words instantly caught the attention of others.

An Yue walked over and politely said: "Master, happy new year, everyone happy new year."

"This is Miss An Yue." Jiang Xinjie's mother, He Yiyi, said kindly.

"Auntie, hello, happy new year." An Yue slightly decapitated.

"Happy New Year." He Yuyi took a red envelope from the bag and handed it to An Yue.

An Yue squatted and did not pick up.

Jiang Xinjie smiled and said: "An Yue, the New Year red envelope, still not holding."

"Thank you, Auntie." An Yue walked over and took the red envelope.

"Go to breakfast." Anshi's voice came again.

An Yue slightly decapitated, directed at the other people, turned and went to the restaurant.

As soon as she left, An Shizhen immediately got up and walked over.