Father Wei nodded after considering it, "Okay, what about that day... How will you two arrange your work?"

"No matter how busy you are at work, you will definitely get married. I want you to see if there is anything good and auspicious next month." Wei Ziyue said in a relaxed and natural manner.

Although he doesn't care about these customs and habits, all Chinese people pay attention to this, especially the elderly, so it is better to ask for advice.

Mother Wei had been thinking about this for a long time, and now she said with a smile: "Next month, I will ask someone to calculate the living expenses. If there is nothing suitable at the beginning of the month, it will be in the middle of the month at the earliest. The eighth day of the winter is a good day, or

...Just order it like this?”

Yunmeng thought it was nothing, but Wei Zi frowned and asked, "Until the middle of the month?"

"It's okay..." The woman knew from his expression that he was unhappy, so she whispered.

Wei Zi glanced at her more and more, and said, seemingly truthfully, "I always feel that I have long nights and many dreams, so I won't feel at ease if I don't marry you sooner."

The adults all laughed, but Yunmeng was a little shy and looked at him with an irritated look and stopped talking.

Time is a bit tight at the beginning of the month, so preparations will inevitably be hasty. Old Man Yun thought for a while, "Then it will be the eighth day of the winter, so there is still more than half a month left, so there is no need to panic."

The elders had already made up their minds, and Wei Ziyue was naturally embarrassed to speak, so he nodded in agreement.

Later, Li Zimu's mother said she wanted to see her granddaughter again, so the family went to Zhou Weicheng's house. Yunmeng and Wei Ziyue also went there together. Seeing their cousin's appearance just after giving birth, Wei

Ziyue seemed to think of Yunmeng's suffering while giving birth alone abroad, and held her hand tightly.

Originally, the smell of perfume and lipstick marks on Wei Ziyue's clothes made her a little worried, but now the man held her hand tightly. Although he didn't say anything, she understood what he meant and knew that he was

She felt sorry for herself, and her worries disappeared in an instant. She believed his words, and he must have not given Pan Fuyun any room for reverie and ambiguity. It must have been Pan Fuyun who was involved in it unilaterally.

The woman turned back and looked at him tenderly. Just when she was about to say something to him, Wei Ziyue's phone rang, "Sorry, I'm going out to take a call..."

Yunmeng had no doubt that he had it. He looked at the little girl sleeping next to Li Zimu and felt quite emotional. Zhou Weicheng now looked like a standard nanny, staying by his wife and children's side, looking at the tenderness in his daughter's eyes.

Water was dripping from all over. Yunmeng looked at that wrinkled

Baba's little girl, with her delicate and tender appearance, recalled Yun Han's appearance when he was very young, and suddenly felt that it must be a very happy thing for Wei Zi to have such a little thing come out again, and let Wei Zi understand Zhou Weicheng's current mood the more he looked at it.

Interesting things.

Wei Zi left the bedroom and walked to the balcony of the living room before pressing the call button and asking in a low voice: "Fuyun, what's the matter?"

Pan Fuyun's tone was very soft and soft, "It's okay... I just finished chemotherapy, I'm a little weak, I feel so uncomfortable, and I want to find someone to talk to."

Wei Ziyue's face suddenly darkened, and his tone became much calmer, "You should have a good rest after the chemotherapy, and you shouldn't always hold your phone when you have nothing to do."

"Zi Yue, do you care about me?"

"Fuyun, I thought I made my words very clear last time..." Wei Ziyue wanted to hang up the phone directly, but he still couldn't. She was a seriously ill person, how could he care about her?

The community where Zhou Weicheng lives is built next to the lake. From the balcony, you can see the lake and mountains. The scenery is pleasant. However, it is late autumn now. The lake is quiet without a trace of waves, and there are few green plants around.

He looked at the dull autumn colors and frowned.

"Fuyun, you should take good care of your health. I'm getting married. The wedding is scheduled for the eighth day of winter. If your physical condition permits, I will invite you to my wedding." The more Wei Zi thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about Pan Fu.

Yun was invited as a friend. Although it was a bit cruel to say this, it was the only way to make her give up.

Over there, Pan Fuyun was leaning on the hospital bed. Her originally smiling face suddenly stiffened, and her tears fell like broken beads. She wanted to say something or scold him, but suddenly she felt

The lump in my throat was extremely uncomfortable, as if I couldn't breathe, so I hung up the phone angrily.

Wei Zi frowned as he listened to the busy tone on the phone, then put the phone away and put it in his pocket, looking at the calm lake in silence for a moment.

Pan Fuyun must be sad at the moment, but he can't hurt another person's heart just to make her feel at ease. If it weren't for Yunmeng, he might pretend to love her and stay with her day and night or even get married. It doesn't matter, as long as she

I feel happy; but now

With another person in my heart, I can no longer comfort others. No, if it weren't for Yun Meng, he would be married to Shen Mengyuan now. With Shen Mengyuan's temper, if he had such a relationship with a woman outside, what would happen at home?

Don't you want to make the chickens and dogs jump up and down?

Therefore, there are really no ifs in this world. Pan Fuyun can only rely on herself, and he has to be responsible for another woman and another family.

Turning around, Wei Ziyue was suddenly stunned. Looking at the woman standing a few steps behind him in the living room, he smiled and asked: "Why are you out? Do you want to go back? Let's go then..."

Yunmeng only heard his last words when she came over. When he carried her out, she asked curiously and amusedly, "Whose phone number is it? Are you so impatient to announce the wedding date?"

Wei Ziyue raised his eyebrows coldly, his tone full of pride, "Of course! You don't know how many people have been waiting to drink my wedding wine over the years. Do you still remember the last time at Taoran Club? Those people have to be notified by then.

Come on, for this wedding, we don’t want it to be grand, but we want it to be bigger!”

Yunmeng smiled and spat at him, "Why are you acting like a nouveau riche marrying your daughter? How vulgar!"

"Oh... I can't help it. I used to think I was quite noble, but since I met you, I found that I am just a common person, and common people should do things their own way."

Wei Ziyue's words seemed like a joke, but they were actually speaking from his heart. He had never thought that he would be like ordinary people in this life, playing with this kind of life-and-death love. For the sake of a woman, he regretted his marriage without saying anything, and even made trouble with his family. In the end, he

The pursuit in a low voice, the confession of love by playing the piano in front of everyone... It seems that he has tried everything that a man can do for a woman, except giving birth to a baby.

"I noticed that you are becoming more and more glib!"

"That's because I love you more and more!"

"Stop coming! You're disgusting!"

"Say another thing?!"
Chapter completed!