It’s Still Popular Among Wealthy Families to Hold The Wrong Child

The sky broke.

The air conditioner was "buzzing", and the light got in through the gap in the curtains and yawned a little.

The window was open, leaving a small gap, dispelling the smell of heather.

The quilt was arched and the woman with long hair spread her eyes closed in the man's arms, put her hands on the man's body, sleeping soundly. The corners of her eyes were red, and there were a few shallow tears on her delicate cheeks. It was obvious that she was bullied by a man last night.

On the shiny white floor, clothes were scattered in a mess.

"Squeak~" The little bird swept across the floor-to-ceiling windows and let out a cheerful cry.

The content-looking man was awakened by the sound, opened his eyelids, carefully removed the woman's hand, and covered her with the quilt.

He put on a coat and got out of the bed with bare feet.

He gently opened the doorknob, and when he was about to go out, he heard the man on the bed asking: "Where are you going?"

Yan Lai looked back—

Su Qingxu heard the movement and sat up from the bed barely supporting her body. She rubbed her temples tiredly, and looked at Yan Lai who was standing at the door wearing a coat with doubts in her eyes.

Yan Lai put on his coat, folded back to the window, helped her lie down, and tucked the cup for her, "I'm going to get some food."

After tossing for half the night, she is also hungry.

Although it was the first time, when the beloved little girl looked at him with that kind of eyes, Yan Lai couldn't hold back, and tossed a little later.

She must be exhausted.

Thinking of this, Yan Lai's eyes were full of connections, and he softly coaxed Su Qingxu: "You will sleep for a while, be good."

Su Qingxu closed his eyes wearily, rolled up a corner of the quilt, made a lazy "OK", and fell asleep again.

The door was opened and then closed gently.

It is ten o'clock in the morning.

Yan Lai walked to the kitchen, washed the rice with water, and washed a few red dates.

He put the washed rice and the washed red dates into the pot, added a little water, and then turned on the stove to cook the porridge.

Give her a stomach cushion first.

"Buzzing." The phone placed on the coffee table in the living room trembled frantically. After shaking for a while, it became calm again.

The porridge was cooked, Yan Lai carried the bowl of porridge and walked to the living room.

It just so happened that the phone was shaking frantically again.

The room is very quiet, and the mobile phone makes a good noise.

Yan Lai put the porridge on the coffee table, frowned, and glanced at the stairs. He was a little worried that Su Qingxu would be awakened.

There was silence upstairs, and Yan Lai picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

—It's a video call from Wen Qing.

Yan Lai put on the Bluetooth headset, held the phone to his face, opened the balcony door, and walked out.

"mom."

Wen Qing in the video is wearing a light blue cheongsam and is sitting in the garden drinking tea.

She looked at her son's clothes, and a conjecture that delighted her, "Where is Qing Xu?"

Wen Qing asked.

Yan Lai lowered his voice and said, "Still sleeping."

It was past ten o'clock and I was still sleeping.

Wen Qing was also a person here, and Yan Lai's words confirmed her guess.

Seeing this situation, his son also just got up, Wen Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded in satisfaction, and urged him uneasy, "You can cook some red date porridge for Qing Xu to drink."

Although this straight male son got his hands on him, Wen Qing was still very worried.

Yan Lai nodded, "I have already cooked."

As soon as you were about to send it upstairs, you called.

Wen Qing knew what Yan Lai meant, and smiled, "Smelly boy."

If you have a daughter-in-law, you will forget your mother.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Yan Lai hurriedly brought the red date porridge upstairs to feed his little girl.

Being urged like this by his son, Wen Qing remembered the business, "Did you bring the ring?"

ring?

"What ring?"

Yan Lai was a little dazed.

"Laut tallow jade ring." Wen Qing really hates iron but not steel.

The suet jade ring is a ring from the Yan family's ancestors. During this trip, Wen Qing specially asked Yan Lai to bring it. As a result...

This stinky kid actually forgot this.

Yan Lai remembered, "Take it."

At the beginning, he wanted to buy a diamond ring. After seeing many models, he was not satisfied.

Later, Wen Qing told him about the existence of the suet jade ring. The Yan family has always been a single pass, and this mutton jade ring symbolizes the recognition of the identity of the Yan family's wife. At first, Wen Qing was very entangled. She had two sons. Which son should the suet jade ring give her has been a question that has plagued her for many years. Later, her entanglement turned into worry, because she found that her two sons were like iron trees, and there was no sign of flowering.

In the end, she decided which iron tree to bloom first, and she gave the suet jade ring to the iron tree that bloomed first...No, it was the son who found the daughter-in-law first.

Yan Lai discovered that the little girl in her family loves jade, just like the purple jade bracelet on her hand, which she never took off after she put it on.

Ask her to marry him and give a suet jade ring, she will like it better.

In fact, he wanted to give this ring to her as early as the banquet when Su Qingli returned to the Su family, but so many things happened later and he didn't care about the proposal.

Today, Wen Qing reminded him.

"Okay." Just bring the ring.

That's all that should be admonished, and the rest depends on himself.

Wen Qing waved at him, "You hurry up and accompany Qing Xu."

After saying this, she hung up the phone.

Yan Lai took the red jujube porridge and went upstairs lightly.

He gently unscrewed the bedroom door and walked in. Su Qingxu curled up with the quilt in his hand, sleeping soundly.

Yan Lai put the porridge on the bedside table, took off his coat, opened the quilt, stretched out his hand to hug Su Qingxu into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Clear, wake up."

Su Qingxu frowned, opened his eyelids reluctantly, pouted, and made a grunt of dissatisfaction.

Yan Lai rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately, and coaxed: "Hey, eat something first."

He straightened up and leaned against the head of the bed, letting Su Qingxu lean in his arms.

Su Qingxu nodded, glanced at the red porridge in the white on the bedside table, closed his eyes indifferently, and fell asleep leaning against his chest.

Yan Lai scratched the tip of her nose with his fingertips, in a petting but helpless tone: "You~"

She doesn't like to drink red date porridge.

Yan Lai stroked Su Qingxu's hair with one hand and touched the phone screen with the other.

It's not okay to not eat.

After a while.

"Dingdong~" Someone was ringing the doorbell downstairs.

Yan Lai got out of bed, put on his clothes, and looked back at the little girl who was sleeping well and snoring, with a smile in her eyes.

He has never felt so satisfied.

This heart is fully occupied by her.

He went downstairs, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Xiao Bai was standing at the door carrying a big bag of things, with a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xiaobai shook his head and said, "It's not hard, you're welcome."

Such generous and easy-to-serve customers are rare now.

Yan Lai leaned sideways, leaving room for Xiao Bai to enter.

The eleven o'clock sun was akimbo, exuding a scorching light with air.

Xiaobai didn't see Su Qingxu, but didn't ask much. He walked straight to the kitchen, took out the pot from the kitchen, put the packaged bottom ingredients into the pot, and ignited the soup.

He worked very neatly, and washed the packaged side dishes in two strokes and placed them in a porcelain plate.

After everything was ready, he got up and said goodbye, "You take it slow."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work."

Yan Lai nodded slightly.

After watching Xiaobai go out, Yan Lai lifted his foot up the stairs and opened the bedroom door, "Qingqing, get up and eat hot pot."

Hearing the word "hot pot", Su Qingxu's closed eyes opened suddenly. She supported herself and sat up from the bed, with the quilt closed, making a soft voice from her nasal cavity: "Huh?"

Yan Lai bent down and picked her up easily.

He carried her to the bathroom, and after serving her to brush her teeth and wash her face, he carried her into the bedroom in a gesture of holding the child and put her on the bed.

Yan Lai opened the closet, took out her clothes, and coaxed, "Qingqing, stretch out your hand."

Is he trying to help her dress?

Su Qingxu glared at him angrily, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "I'll do it myself."

Her staring eyes reminded Yan Lai of the wonderful experience last night.

Yan Lai handed her the clothes, "Okay."

Su Qingxu glared at him again, and said fiercely: "You turn around, cover your eyes, and don't look at it."

"good."

Following her instructions, Yan Lai turned around obediently, turned his back to her, and stretched out his hand in a gesture of surrender.

The rustling sound of dressing was accompanied by her slightly gasping voice, "hiss."

Su Qingxu put on the clothes with difficulty, glared at the back of the instigator, gritted her teeth, and stepped on the ground with bare feet. Her feet were weak and she was hugged by Yan Lai when she was about to fall to the ground. live.

Yan Lai hugged her up sideways, kissed her lips, helplessly and distressed: "You~"

What a brave little girl.

Su Qing grinds his teeth bitterly, stretches out his hand, twisting a piece of soft flesh around Yan Lai's waist, "It's all to blame you!"

Yan Lai let her screw it, smiled and admitted her mistake, "It's all my fault." He paused and stretched his tone, "You are so delicious, I can't help it."

As he said, he licked his lips, as if thinking about something.

Su Qingxu put his arms around his neck, buried his head in his chest, and made a muffled voice, "Shut up!"

Only a red ear was exposed.

Very cute.

Yan Lai lowered his head and put his lips to her ear, "Okay, I'll shut up."

The exhaled heat rushed back and forth in Su Qingxu's ear.

The red ears were red, and he trembled.

In the middle of the rectangular table, there is a pot, filled with aroma, and the boiled soup is bubbling.

There are fat and thin slices of pig's feet, long sauerkraut slices, slender shredded radish, and a few scallions, and a few red tomatoes floating on the surface.

There are several dishes around the pot, which are very watery and delicious.

Tofu skin, lettuce, oily tofu, potato chips, cabbage, and fried crispy pork.

The staple food is a plate of fluffy small steamed buns with white condensed milk in the middle of the plate.

Yan Lai sat down holding Su Qingxu and let her lean in his arms, "What do you want to eat?"

There were two bone china dishes in front of them. One bone china dish was dipped in hot water and red chili powder mixed with a few chili seeds, and the other bone china dish was filled with oily fermented bean curd.

On the side are some condiments, vinegar, soy sauce, oyster sauce, coriander, chopped green onions, and sesame oil.

"Eat that!" Su Qingxu licked his lips while pointing at the oily crispy meat.

Yan Lai took a piece of crispy pork and handed it to her, "Okay."

Then she rolled up her sleeves and recalled the flavor dishes she made when she ate hot pot last time, and tried to draw the gourd as much as possible to prepare the flavor dishes for her.

After adjusting the sauce, he spooned a bowl of soup and set it aside to dry.

After serving the little girl, he started to clean up the mess and fill up his stomach.

After he finished eating, he looked down and found that the little girl nestled in his arms was asleep.

He reviewed himself. Yesterday, he was really tossing too much. Next time, next time he tried his best to hold back.

Yan Lai took the little girl back to the room, put it on the bed, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, helped her tuck the quilt, closed the door gently, and walked out.

He went to the balcony, facing the sea, and picked up the phone.

The sea breeze rolled up the corners of his clothes and blew away his broken hair.

When Su Qingxu woke up, it was already dark. She rubbed her distressed eyes, pulled her slippers, and leaned on the handrail of the stairs, and went downstairs.

The living room was quiet and dark, and she could only hear the sound of sea water beating against the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Yan Lai?"

No one responded to her.

Strange, where did he go?

Su Qing Xu Jiao took the slippers and looked around the living room, but still did not see Yan Lai.

She turned around and saw that the door was open, with fragments of colored light shining through the door.

Pushing the door open, there are pots of purple flowers on the side of the road, and each pot is wearing a small lantern, which is very beautiful.

Su Qingxu followed the guidance of the lanterns and walked forward until he reached the beach. At the end of the road, Yan Lai.

He was holding a bunch of flowers, standing in front of the cruise ship, and smiled stupidly at her.

The melodious piano sound came from the cruise ship.

Su Qingxu smiled and walked in his direction.

Yan Lai held the flowers, greeted her, opened his arms, hugged her into his arms, and let out a contented sigh, "Qing Qing."

He handed her the flower in his hand, took her by the hand, and got on the cruise ship, "Slow down."

The musicians in tuxedos leaned slightly towards them, then pulled the strings and played melodious music.

The cruise ship sailed forward.

Su Qingxu stood on the deck, leaning in Yan Lai's arms, looking at the sea, looking at the distant mountains, feeling the whistling wind softly in his ears, and a satisfied smile was raised at the corner of his mouth.

One song is complete.

The musicians put down their instruments and walked out quietly.

Yan Lai kissed Su Qingxu's earlobe, held her left hand, and knelt down on one knee.

He reverently kissed Su Qing Xu Qingcong’s fingers one by one, raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes focused and affectionate, “Qingqing, we’re engaged, okay?”

In his left hand, he held a suet jade ring.

A sly smile evoked from the corner of Su Qingxu's mouth, so he made a difficult "huh" and glanced at Yan Lai hesitantly.

Yan Lai held her hand, trembling slightly, staring at her without blinking, his palms started to sweat.

Su Qing laughed out loud, she bent down and kissed Yan Lai's lips rewardingly.

"Okay, let's get engaged." She stopped teasing Yan Lai, raised her finger, curled her lips, and said, "Give it to me."

Yan Lai trembling hands, put the suet jade ring on the ring finger of her left hand, and printed a kiss.

He maintained the posture of one knee, lowered his head, trembling, and the corners of his eyes were red with joy.

Su Qingxu saw this, walked over, and stretched out his hand.

Yan Lai held Su Qingxu's hand and stood up with her strength.

He put his arms around her waist and hugged her into his arms, "Qingqing, I'm very happy."

Su Qingxu stretched out his hand, wrapped his lean waist, and leaned his head on his shoulder, "You know what? I have always resisted marriage."

"I can't imagine spending the rest of my life with another person."

"Cold war, quarrels, hands-on, these are all too common phenomena in marriage, and I have seen it many times." She paused, and continued, "I always feel that marriage itself is a gamble, but I don't want to bet. ."

Yan Lai did not speak, but touched her hair with his hand.

"I know you are reluctant to treat me like that," she said, "Well", "I feel very happy when I think of spending the rest of my life with you."

Her words shattered Yan Lai's heart. Yan Lai lowered his head and kissed her lips, "I am also very happy."

The waiter gently carried the dishes, walked onto the deck, put the dishes on the table, and left quietly.

Yan Lai picked up the violin on the side and pulled on the strings. He looked at Su Qingxu with tender and gentle eyes.

Su Qingxu sat on the chair, supported his chin with his hand, and looked at him.

His posture is elegant and skilled.

Su Qingxu closed his eyes and immersed himself in the world he constructed with musical notes.

One song is complete.

The two sat face to face and ate, although they didn't speak, their eyes were full of tenderness.

Yan Lai stood up and wiped the corners of Su Qingxu's mouth with a tissue. He walked up to her, bent down, and stretched out his hand, "Can you please dance?"

Su Qing Xu raised his head and nodded slightly, "Of course."

The musicians once again played melodious music.

The music is endless, over the mountains and mountains.

The two danced gracefully and cooperated in tacit understanding.

The cruise ship walked around slowly, and finally stopped in front of the villa. Yan came a step, got on the shore, and entered the villa with Su Qingxu in his arms.

He hugged Su Qingxu upstairs with a child and entered the bedroom.

Su Qingxu scratched his palm.

The lights went out.

Indoors, spring is just right.

Outdoors, the moonlight is tilted.

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