So she said, "Wang Yu, you think too much. Isn't there an old Chinese saying that a girl's junior holds a gold brick? Therefore, it doesn't matter if a girl is older. We think it's good. Yuaner's grade is small and not sensible. You're a few years older than him. You can persuade him."

Wang Yu was worried. How did this happen? What is she going to do? What should she do?

Wang Yu had not yet figured out a way. At the entrance of the stairs, he heard a "ha ha ha" laughter, followed by a crisp voice.

"Oh, Huizhen, I haven't heard you say such a reasonable thing for many years. It's very comfortable to hear it in my ears today."

With the sound came an Chengyuan's grandmother. The old man was 70 years old and strong. He was too happy to close his mouth when he heard that his grandson was getting married.

Wang Yu looked at the family with a melancholy face. She was completely defeated by them. Listening to the old woman's words, she obviously wouldn't object to her marriage with an Chengyuan. She didn't know what an Chengyuan said to his grandmother in the car.

As like as two peas, Wang Yu stood up and greeted her grandmother. The grandmother, who was driving away, took her hand and touched her face. She looked down, looked left, right, and then said happily, "ha ha ha, it looks exactly the same as I expected. Come on, grandma will give you a courtesy gift."

Then he immediately took out a pendant and hung it around Wang Yu's neck. Liu Huizhen was so surprised that she shouted: "Mom, that's..."

"This is our family heirloom. I'll put it on my granddaughter-in-law now." the old lady took Wang Yu's hand and couldn't close her mouth with joy.

Wang Yu hurriedly took the pendant around her neck with her hand. How can this family heirloom be hung around her neck?

However, an Chengyuan timely grabbed her hand to take the pendant. He said softly, "since grandma wants to give it to you, hang it."

Wang Yu looked at these people. This time, she really had nowhere to escape.

Is she really going to marry an Chengyuan?

XINJIAPO, Yucheng, Yucheng

Shen Junyu stood in the room and looked at the flying peak opposite, but his mood was getting worse and worse.

Wen Jianjian has escaped for more than three months. In these three months, he has spent much human and material resources, but there is still no news at all.

The day after tomorrow is the Mid Autumn Festival, a day for league members.

And he, alone, didn't know who to go with.

I don't know why. He wants to be with her. He has regarded her as a part of his family.

But now, she doesn't know where it is?

Did she miss him like that.

Certainly not. He gave the answer in his heart.

He didn't treat her well. Maybe there's nothing worth thinking about?

"Boss," Abiao's voice sounded downstairs.

He frowned and sighed. Recently, he was not in the mood to manage anything. He usually left it to Abiao and Artest. They were taking care of it. There was no big deal. They didn't want to provoke him. They all knew that he was very angry now.

Step by step, he went downstairs and saw a Biao sitting on the sofa. He said coldly, "it's best to have a big thing, otherwise don't open your mouth and leave directly!"

A Biao shrugged and said faintly, "an Chengyuan got married the day after tomorrow. I don't know if this thing is big?"

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