The next morning, Mei Sixiu was shocked when she saw Meng Jianwan coming downstairs: "Wanwan, when did you come back last night?"

Meng Jianwan yawned and leaned against the escalator: "It's a bit late, you've already returned to your room."

Mei Sixiu went to pour her a cup of hot water, mixed it into warm water, and brought it to her: "Remember to drink a glass of water when you wake up in the morning. Auntie is making breakfast, and then go to work after eating."

Meng Jianwan took it and drank half a cup. Thinking of Mei Sixiu, who never left the door and didn't go online, may not know what happened in the past few days. She paused and chose the most important thing to report to her carefully: "Tell you something, Song Yu and I are married."

"Oh." Mei Sixiu took the water cup, paused her movements, and seemed to have reacted, staring at her blankly, "Ah? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Meng Jianwan guessed her reaction early: "Well, I got the certificate yesterday."

"Yesterday?" Mei Sixiu was shocked and was out of shape. "When Mrs. Song came last time, didn't you say you wouldn't get married?"

Meng Jianwan didn't know how to explain the reason to her, but Mei Sixiu had her own idea: "Wanwan, tell your mother honestly, are you... pregnant?"

Meng Jianwan: “…?”

Mei Sixiu looked at her belly and stammered with a red face: "If it weren't for pregnancy, why would you suddenly want to get married?" According to her previous attitude, she might not have considered getting married for three to five years.

"I'm not pregnant." Meng Jianwan was difficult to tell.

"Why?" Mei Sixiu asked.

Meng Jianwan didn't want to tell her about Meng Weixia's affairs and only made her feel worried. She said concisely: "Didn't you always want me to marry Song Yu? Now I'm marrying you, are you unhappy?"

"Happy is happiness, but you..."

"Marry him early and marry him late, don't you all marry him." Meng Jianwan interrupted her, "If I'm not happy in the future, I can still get a divorce."

Mei Sixiu: “…”

How could she say that divorce is as simple as returning it?

Today, Song Yu did not go to the company, and came to the Meng family with big bags of gifts, and prepared more than one gift for everyone.

Mei Sixiu has been optimistic about Song Yu from the beginning. Now that he has become his official son-in-law, he is naturally happy and always smiles. Meng Weihuai and Meng Qiaosen are also at home, and the three men sit together, drinking tea while talking about business topics, which is harmonious.

Even though the old lady Meng was depressed, things were already a foregone conclusion. No matter what she did, she could not change it. She just looked at Meng Jianwan's eyes and twisted a few more. Maybe it was because she didn't expect that her granddaughter who had been abandoned for more than ten years would fly up to the branch and marry into the Song family.

According to her original idea, with Meng Jianwan's temperament, she could find a family who was almost the same who burned incense and worshipped Buddha.

Old Mrs. Meng covered her chest and coughed a few times, her complexion became worse and worse. She turned her head and asked the aunt beside her: "Where is Xia Xia?"

The aunt said, "I left home early in the morning, and I just got up at that time."

"Forget it, don't let her come back and make things difficult." Old Mrs. Meng sighed. Meng Weixia was raised by her, so of course she knew her character.

Meng Jianwan leaned against the sofa, held his cell phone and focused on playing games. Suddenly, his elbow was pushed by someone, and she raised her eyelids and glanced.

Meng Qiaosen took advantage of Song Yu and talked to Meng Weihuai and asked her in a low voice: "Are you serious?" After thinking about it, he still thought that this matter was too weird, and he said he would get married without warning.

Meng Jianwan knew that he didn't know what Meng Weixia did, so he asked, "What do you think?"

Meng Qiaosen lowered his voice: "Have he made your stomach bigger?"

Mei Sixiu said this speculation, and Meng Jianwan could still explain it patiently. This was said from Meng Qiaosen, and Meng Jianwan kicked him mercilessly.

Meng Qiaosen hissed in pain, his facial features wrinkled together, and he dared not speak out when he hugged his calves. This is the only reason for the flash marriage that he could think of.

At noon, Mei Sixiu cooked a few special dishes. Song Yu had an important meeting in the afternoon, so he did not drink wine. He used tea instead of wine to chat with Meng Weihuai.

When Song Yu left the Meng family, Meng Jianwan was pushed out by Mei Sixiu and asked her to send her "husband". Meng Jianwan's face was full of resistance but could not resist Mei Sixiu's insistence, so she could only send Song Yu to the gate.

The driver had already driven the car outside the door and saw Song Yu's figure. The driver got out of the car and opened the door in the back seat.

Song Yu turned around and looked at Meng Jianwan, rubbed her hair, and said in a gentle voice: "I can finish my work around five o'clock in the afternoon."

Meng Jianwan took a step back and avoided his touch: "Why are you telling me about this?"

"Report the itinerary." Song Yu said, "Are you having dinner at your parents' house tonight or going back to our house? If you go back to our house, I will come to pick you up after I finish my work."

Meng Jianwan put his hands in his pockets, and couldn't stand his whispering: "...Stop silly, the driver has been waiting for you for a long time."

Song Yu thought about it and decided to call her when the work was about to end. He turned his back to the driver: "Then, kiss me and I'll leave."

Meng Jianwan: "Is it over?"

"Wanwan, mom is here." Song Yu suddenly looked behind her.

Meng Jianwan subconsciously turned his head, and Song Yu quickly lowered his head and kissed her neck, smiling: "I know you don't like being seen, I'm blocking me."

Before Meng Jianwan got angry, Song Yu took a few steps back and bowed into the car.

The driver closed the door for him and walked around to the front to get into the driver's seat.

Song Yu lowered the car window and saw Meng Jianwan's eyes full of surprise. He waved at her and left reluctantly.

The black car left in the dust. Meng Jianwan stood in the cold wind and raised his hand to touch the place on his neck where he kissed. This dog man sucked it when he kissed her just now, but he didn't know if it was a trace.

She pulled her collar up, shrank her neck back to the room, put on her coat, and drove to the boxing club to play.

As soon as Meng Jianwan arrived, Gou Sheng couldn't help but tease: "I'm married and I'm still out to have sex, so my son-in-law has no objection?"

"Gouyuan, I didn't get beaten enough last time, right?" Meng Jianwan took off his coat and put on boxing gloves, "Come on, come here and practice with me for a few."

Gou Sheng's face changed. He knew the strength of Meng Jianwan's beating, so he naturally did not dare to respond: "Well, I have something to do. Xiaodong, come here to practice with Sister Meng."

The boy who was replaced by Xiaodong scratched the back of his head: "Ah?"

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Song Yu was busy for an afternoon. After work, he didn't stop for a second. He took the coat and took the elevator to the underground parking lot, sat in the driver's seat, took out his cell phone and sent a message to Meng Jianwan.

When he learned that she was in the boxing club, he was not surprised and simply said to her: "I'll pick you up now. We'll go to the party together in the evening. Yesterday, Zhao Yichen and the others yelled to let me treat me."

Meng Jianwan replied to the message after a while: "I won't go."

Song Yu: "Why."

Meng Jianwan: "There is no reason, I just don't want to go."

She never thought that she would be so popular after getting married. She was regarded as a gorilla and was watched by the Song and Meng families one after another. She could be teased by a group of boys when she came to the club to relax. She didn't want to be teased by Song Yu's friends again.

Since Meng Jianwan clearly stated that he was unwilling to go, Song Yu certainly would not force her to do what she didn't want to do, and indulged in, "Then did I go alone?"

Meng Jianwan: "Yes."

Song Yu: "Come here to pick me up later."

Meng Jianwan: "???I am a designated driver?"

Song Yu: "Who made my wife have good driving skills?"

Meng Jianwan: "Shut up!"

Song Yu put his hand on the window, stroked the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and couldn't help laughing. Wanwan, who was in his house, just liked to be angry and embarrassed. While typing, he imagined her expression over there: "It was the club last time."

As soon as he was about to put away his phone, a figure appeared in his light.

Song Yu looked sideways and saw Meng Weixia wearing a beige tweed coat with her hands in her pockets. She seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, and she couldn't help but walk over.

He knew about the online incident, so when he saw Meng Weixia, he naturally had no good expression and started the engine without saying a word.

"Wait, I have something to tell you." Meng Weixia's face changed slightly, and she walked quickly to the car.

"Sorry, Miss Meng, I don't have time." Song Yu looked at him without squinting.

"What I want to say is about Meng Jianwan!" Meng Weixia said anxiously, "Don't you want to know?"

Speaking of the three words "Meng Jianwan", Song Yu was in a daze, turned off the car, and took out a little energy to look at her: "You say, I'll listen."

Meng Weixia looked at his side face and her heart stuttered slightly.

He sat in the car with a calm face, and his black coat added a cold and solemn atmosphere to his whole body. When facing Meng Jianwan, his face was always gentle like the spring breeze, but when facing others, there was no unnecessary expression, which made people feel cold and not easy to approach.

Meng Weixia took a deep breath of the slightly cool air and said with a gaze of it: "Meng Jianwan probably didn't tell you the reason for marrying you in a hurry, right?"

Song Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes shifted from the front of the car to her face.

Meng Weixia guessed from his reaction, and as expected, Meng Jianwan didn't tell him anything.

"Song Yu, you were cheated." Meng Weixia calmed down and said in a leisurely manner, "Meng Jianwan doesn't love you at all. He just married you to revenge me."

Song Yu: "Why did she take revenge on you?"

Meng Weixia paused, and naturally refused to explain the reason in front of the person she liked. She pursed her lips and was silent for a long time before speaking: "Because, because she knew that I like you for a long time. We have been disagreeing since we were young. She targeted me everywhere and didn't want me to have a good time. From your understanding, as long as I accidentally messed with her, she would threaten me with the promise to date you. This time it was the same. I had a conflict with her, so she agreed to marry you in order to make me unhappy. She had already had a showdown with me last night and admitted in person that she wanted to see me sad."

When I thought of last night, Meng Weixia gritted her teeth with hatred, and the area where her scalp was torn aches.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and clapped expressionlessly. The wedding ring on his ring finger flashed by: "I want to thank you so?"

"What does it mean?" Meng Weixia looked at him in surprise.

The man slowly sorted out his clothes and said slowly: "There is one thing you may not understand. As long as Meng Jianwan promised to marry me, I will be happy for no reason. After all--" He lowered his head and smiled, "This is what I dreamed of."

Meng Weixia was stunned. This was not the scene she expected. She imagined that Song Yu would be angry and disappointed after learning the truth. No man in this world could tolerate being deceived, but the fact is...

Song Yu's face returned to normal, and his voice was cold and clear: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what to do to make her nod and agree. So, it's time to say thank you to you."

Meng Weixia's face turned pale, and she almost couldn't stand firm while wearing high heels.

Song Yu started the car again and said lightly in a roar: "Don't mess with Wanwan in the future, she is mine."

Because of Meng Weixia's appearance, Song Yu wasted time and was half an hour late to the entertainment club. As soon as he entered the door, he was pulled and punished with three glasses of wine.

At the beginning, these young men all agreed to get married after having enough fun. Who would have thought that Song Yu was so impulsive, so he got his marriage certificate without saying a word, and stepped into the grave of love.

Zhao Yichen pretended to ask: "I'll interview you, how does it feel to be a married person?"

Song Yu was drunk too much, and grinned with his hands on his cheeks. He took out his cell phone and called Meng Jianwan to a voice call: "Wife, when will I come to pick me up?"

Meng Jianwan said in dissatisfaction: "You're over so soon? I'm still having a meal!"

The people there were fierce, but the smile on Song Yu's lips spread unconsciously, and even his eyes were bright in the end. The golden silk edge was decorated with a little broken light under the dark light. The blushed face was really too tender: "Oh, then I'll wait for you, drive slowly."

Meng Jianwan: "Why are you acting cute? Are you sick?"

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu met the expression of "smearing" among the people, and dragged his voice: "This is the answer. Although she always scolded me for being a dog man, she felt that she loved me in her heart, and no one knew better than me."

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Wanwan was outside, and a paper tiger in front of Xiaoba. Although she was never allowed to kiss him, she wouldn't do anything if he really kissed him. She cursed and said, "If you should love him, you still love him."
Chapter completed!