He took out a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet and put it on the ground, "You are Junyue's colleague, come in."

His posture was as if he was the man of the house.

The expression on Ling Ye's face was almost unbearable.

But he could only wear slippers and come in.

When Song Junyue saw him in the restaurant, her face looked a little unsightly.

She really didn't expect it to be Ling Ye. If she had known she would never let Lin Fansen open the door, with his bad temper, she doubted that Lin Fansen would quarrel with Ling Ye.

He glanced at Lin Fansen subconsciously, but saw that he still looked cold, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it is one thing for him to quarrel with himself in private, but if he quarrels with outsiders, it will be real trouble.

However, Ling Ye saw Lin Fansen here, and the relationship between the two could no longer be hidden.

"Junyue, are you feeling better?"

Ling Ye sat down next to Song Junyue generously and said in a gentle and caring tone, "How are you doing? My mother heard that you were sick yesterday and asked me to make pigeon soup this morning."

He put the thermos cup on the table and said, "Drink it while it's hot."

He didn't ask Lin Fansen a word, as if he didn't care about him at all.

Song Junyue looked at the thermos cup and instinctively glanced at Lin Fansen, fearing that he would smash the thermos cup.

"Wife, who is he?" Unexpectedly, the next moment, Lin Fansen suddenly sat on the other side of her and hugged her waist affectionately, "Your company colleague? You don't want to introduce him to me."

"Wife?"

Ling Ye seemed to have heard something unbelievable, "Jun Yue, I remember you are not married, and he is? It's not interesting. What is our relationship, and you didn't tell me."

"Maybe we haven't had time to say it yet." Lin Fansen said lightly, "We got married a few days ago. My wife, he doesn't seem to believe it. Do you want to show him our marriage certificate? I remember to ask for it.

That day, you carefully collected our documents."

Song Junyue: "..."

"Jun Yue, are you married?" Ling Ye's face seemed to explode with something, "Don't be ridiculous, I met your dad yesterday and he said you don't even have a boyfriend."

"I'm not joking." Lin Fansen said lazily, "Behead first and then report, don't you know? Jun Yue loves me too much and is afraid that the Song family won't accept me, so he first talks to me about the evidence."

After a pause, he looked at Song Junyue with gentle eyes, "Wife, do you think so? I have not forgotten the way you proposed to me. I will never forget it in my life."

"..."

Song Junyue was speechless and choked and didn't want to say a word.

Why didn't she know when she proposed?

These words came out of Lin Fansen's mouth as if he had seen a ghost.

Didn't he avoid himself?

Are you making this matter public for fear of not causing enough chaos?

Ling Ye sat up suddenly with an ugly expression on his face, "I don't believe what you said."

"If you don't believe it, it's none of our business." Lin Fansen didn't look at him anymore, but held his chin and asked Song Junyue, "Wife, you haven't told me yet, who is he? It seems difficult to accept your marriage. Should he?"

Maybe he likes you."

Ling Ye's mouth twitched sharply.

Many people know that he likes Song Junyue. The two of them just didn't pierce the layer of paper. If it had been pierced before, he would be happy. But now, it makes him seem to be a third party.

So embarrassing.


Chapter completed!