Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat, his cheeks were dyed with a faint blush, and his voice said weakly: "Why... why..."

Mo Wuyou smiled evilly and said, "You are the only one in this world who cry the most interestingly."

Chu Yan's face was even redder than before. She bit her lips tightly, and she said in anger: "Get out!"

Mo Wuyou raised his hand and threw her chin over, dropped a heavy kiss, and said hoarsely: "I'm not here for so long, don't think about being flirting with flowers and being at home."

Chu Yan lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. He snorted quietly and turned around.

Mo Wuyou reluctantly picked up a strand of her hair and turned it around her fingertips before slowly leaving.

In recent days, the family business has improved, and Chu Yan has helped to take care of the family business.

A month passed, and in the dyeing workshop, she was carrying fuel with Ling'er and carefully pouring it into the pool.

Chu Yan exhaled gently and raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead.

"Miss, are you tired? Just leave it to Ling'er." Ling'er helped her to sit on the stool.

Chu Yan smiled and said, "That's thank you for your hard work."

"Not hard work!"

"Yan'er!" Hearing a familiar cry in the distance, Chu Yan's smile stopped slightly, and his heart beat faster.

She slowly turned her head and was suddenly shocked.

The fifteen-year-old young man in green walked slowly from the flowing fabric. When he saw Chu Yan, his smile became brighter and he ran towards her.

Chu Yan stood up, a little at a loss. Instead of looking at him, he lowered his head, bowed politely, and said, "Mr. Tang, long time no see."

Tang Qingyi stopped smiling, took a step forward, and immediately stepped back.

He frowned slightly and said, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy when I come back? Why do you call me Mr. Tang? You used to call me Brother Qingyi."

Chu Yan smiled awkwardly. She thought she would never meet Tang Qingyi again. In two years, they had been too far apart.

Chu Yan didn't know what to say anymore, so he dodged his eyes away, turned around and left, and said, "I...I'm still busy."

"Wait!" Tang Qingyi grabbed her wrist and said, "Yan'er, we haven't seen each other for two years. Why are you so indifferent to me? I didn't say goodbye to you two years ago. Now, are you unhappy?"

Chu Yan was shocked, immediately broke free from his hand, and said, "Mr. Tang, Yan'er has grown up, and men and women are not allowed to get along with each other. I hope we can keep a distance."

Tang Qingyi wanted to hold her, but thought of her reaction after kissing her that day, so she didn't dare to force her. She slowly clenched her fists and said frustratedly: "Is it because of my kiss two years ago that you are afraid until now?"

Chu Yan was stunned, shook her head, and said, "No, no..." She dodged her eyes and said, "I'm fine, don't ask anymore."

"Yan'er! Why are you so cold to me? If I do something wrong, I can change it!" Tang Qingyi shouted.

Chu Yan lowered his head and walked quickly without answering him.

When I got home, it was almost noon.

Chu Yan looked at the mountain of gifts piled up in the yard, frowned in confusion, and stepped into the hall: "Dad, what are those outside?"

The Chu couple sat on a chair. Chu's mother, who was over thirty years old, was full of charity. She was once Princess Ruoxuan of Beigong in the palace. She is now renamed Yan and is also Chu Yan's mother.

Yan smiled and said, "Qingyi is going to find you, right? Your Uncle Tang and the others have moved back. Today, Uncle Tang is here to propose marriage and send a betrothal gift."

Chu Yusheng, who was standing beside him, wanted to speak but stopped. Chu Yan had said before that that he didn't like Tang Qingyi anymore. He kept remembering it, but she was only twelve years old at that time, and she didn't know whether it was true or false.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan's face turned pale, he immediately took a step back, and said excitedly: "Why did you accept the betrothal gift without asking me?"

Yan was stunned, frowned with confusion, and said, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Didn't you like Brother Qingyi the most in the past?"

Chu Yan shook his head in panic and said guiltily: "No... I have long since disliked it."

Chu Yusheng sighed softly and said, "Yan'er, who do you like? Tell my father, Qingyi is such a good child, and he is good to you. We are all very satisfied with this marriage."

Chu Yan's thoughts were panicked and he retreated frequently, saying, "No...No..."

"Why don't you marry him?" Chu Yusheng said in confusion.

"No...can't marry..." She thought frequently, and suddenly her heel tripped to the threshold. She lost weight instantly and fell backwards, rolled three steps, her head was a little dizzy and fainted.

"Yan'er!" The Chu couple exclaimed and immediately ran over to pick her up, smashed her forehead to the ground, and a line of blood was shed.

After an hour.

Chu Yan slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed.

Beside her was the sob of Yan. She was slightly stunned and immediately supported herself.

A severe pain came from her forehead. She paused for a moment, slowed down her movements, looked at Yan, who was crying with a dazed face, and said worriedly: "Mom, why are you crying?" She raised her eyes and saw Chu Yusheng, who was full of disappointment and sadness, frowned and said, "Dad..."

Chu Yusheng gritted his teeth, pointed at her abdomen, and said, "Tell me who is the child in her belly."

Chu Yan's thoughts exploded in an instant. She shook her head in panic and said, "What... what kid?"

"The doctor just said that you were one month pregnant."

Chu Yan was stunned for a long time, lifted the quilt, touched the bell on his ankle, shook his head and said, "Impossible... He clearly said that as long as he didn't take this off, he wouldn't be pregnant..."

"Who is it!" Chu Yusheng scolded sternly.

Chu Yan was suddenly frightened and immediately cried, shaking her head in panic.

"Yan'er, you disappointed my mother so much!" Yan cried in pain, saying, "Mom always thought you were a good daughter, we can rest assured you..."

Chu Yan held Yan's hand and cried, "Mom, no, I am...I am forced..."

"Why don't you tell us!" Chu Yusheng said heartbrokenly.

"I..." Chu Yan wanted to speak but stopped. What could she say? If it were Mo Wuyou, they would definitely fight Mo Wuyou!

He is so powerful and his means are so cruel, how could she bear to say it!

"Whose child belongs to? Tell my dad, go and ask him for an explanation!" Chu Yusheng said angrily.

Chu Yan shook his head in panic, and stopped talking several times, biting his lips tightly, and finally cried, "I don't know... I don't know who it is... It was very dark that day, I didn't know him... I dare not say it, I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Yan couldn't stand the blow, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

"Mom! Mom!" Chu Yan shouted in collapse. Her head was already messy, and tears poured out like a dam breaking.
Chapter completed!