Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Song Jiqing was awakened by Song's mother the next day.

Mother Song was a little angry: "You kid! You know you're going to Luoluo's house today, but you don't know how to get up early to clean up and sleep late! People like you will think you don't pay much attention to Luoluo!"

"Aren't you the only one who knows now?" Song Jiqing smiled, "If you don't tell me, no one will know?"

"..." Mother Song was speechless, and patted Song Jiqing angrily, "Don't be poor, get up!"

Song Jiqing got up and went into the bathroom. After washing, he shaved off his beard and changed into a simple casual outfit.

He has a good figure, coupled with that face with a burst of value, and the simplest clothes on him, there is also a natural extravagance that makes him look handsome and extraordinary.

As Song Jiqing's number one fan girl, Song Mama immediately complimented him: "Tsk tusk, how does my son look so handsome!"

"The genes are good, there is no way." Song Jiqing smiled at her mother, looking helpless.

Mother Song was so amused that she laughed, and finally did not forget to tell Song Jiqing: "After you arrive at Luoluo's house, you can't be so naive. Elders, I must like to see younger ones mature and stable. Also, if Ye Luo father teaches you , You can bear it a little bit. Whatever happened to you and Luo Luo four years ago, anyway, you are sorry for Luo Luo."

"Mom, don't worry." Song Jiqing said, "When I get to Ye Luo's house, I will definitely curse and beat me."

Mother Song was still protecting her son, thought for a while, and said, "...you can't be beaten."

Song Jiqing really laughed this time, beckoning her mother to rest assured, "I have a sense of measure."

Song Jiqing has always been a child who makes elders worry-free.

Mother Song nodded and pushed the boiled egg in front of Song Jiqing, urging him to eat and start earlier.

After eating breakfast, Mother Song took out six full bags and said, "This is the meeting ceremony my father and I prepared for you."

Song Jiqing put on her watch and asked curiously: "What are they all?"

"We have all prepared!" Mother Ye said with a proud face, "There are the best bird's nest and peach gum on the market, and a set of Lamer skin care products, these are for Mother Ye Luo. There is also a tea set and The two boxes of tea leaves are for your Uncle Ye. Your father said that your Uncle Ye likes tea the most. You can't go wrong with this as a gift."

Song Jiqing took six bags, heavy, and couldn't help but smile: "Mom, I just came to visit, so you have prepared so much. If Ye Luo marries to our house in the future, what will you use as a betrothal gift?"

"Don't you know what's in our family?" Mother Song said openly, "Luo Luo fancy what we take as the dowry. After you get married, if Luo Luo wants to be a full-time wife, your father and I will also There will be no comments."

"..."

Song Jiqing knows today, it turns out that this family is patriarchal.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and his parents have never told him that everything in this family will be yours in the future.

On the contrary, his father was very strict with him. After graduation, he no longer gave him any financial support, and even forced him to buy his own home and plan his future.

But now, he just mentioned that Ye Luo was about to marry into their home, so his|mother just let go of what Ye Luo wanted, and he could give up his job and become a full-time wife with peace of mind.

What is different treatment?

This is it!

Song Jiqing asked with the last hope: "Don't you need to ask Dad? What does Ye Luo want, what do we give?"

He|Mum prefers daughters over men, maybe his father will be on his side?

Mother Song waved her hand and signaled that Song Jiqing can rest assured: "You have never had a girlfriend before. Your dad has been worried for several years, afraid that you will not be able to marry a wife. If you tell him that you are going to marry Luoluo, he can The whole family gave Luoluo as a dowry gift!"

"..."

Song Jiqing's last hope was shattered.

He carried his things and turned his head and walked out: "I'm going now, to find a way to send our house out."

"Go ahead." Mother Song sent Song Jiqing to the door, and exhorted again, "By the way, remember to buy some more fruit, and choose the expensive one!"

"I see." Song Jiqing promised, "Mom, I can handle it."

Mother Song thinks about it too.

Her son, is there anything he can't handle?

She made a "come on" gesture at Song Jiqing, "Mom believes in you."

Song Jiqing took the elevator directly down the garage, put all the things her mother had prepared into the trunk, and then took the driver's seat, but did not start the car for a long time.

He was only thinking about how to obtain Papa Ye's forgiveness.

But now, he has to weigh how to talk to Papa Ye.

He and Ye Luo are still boyfriends and girlfriends, and to the Ye family, they are just outsiders.

If he wants to deal with Ye Family affairs as an outsider, he needs to accurately grasp the scale, otherwise, he will probably only be embarrassed to face Dad Ye in the future.

Song Jiqing was thinking about where the "degree" was, and Ye Luo called.

He answered the phone, and before he could say anything, Ye Luo lowered his voice and asked him, "Are you leaving? My mother is already discussing with aunt about what to serve you at noon."

"I just got in the car." Song Jiqing smiled, "Tell Aunt Ruan that there is no need to trouble. We can go out to eat at noon."

"I also said, but my mother insists on entertaining you at home, I can't stop it." Ye Luo said, "Just stay at home, you can be more comfortable."

"Yeah." Song Jiqing paused, or said, "Luoluo, after eating at noon, can you let me stay alone with your father for a while?"

Ye Luo was taken aback, "No? Are you going to talk to my dad so soon?"

"Yes." Song Jiqing cooperated with Ye Luo's surprise, "No way, my mother urged me to marry you home quickly."

Ye Luo pretended to be dissatisfied, "Oh, is it just because the aunt urged you?"

"Of course not." Song Jiqing said the key point unhurriedly, "The main reason is that I can't wait."

Ye Luo was quite satisfied with the answer, and smiled secretly, and said, "I can arrange it for you, but don't fight."

Song Jiqing laughed, "Luo Luo, I really want to marry you home."

The implication is that he can't do anything to his future father-in-law.

"Yeah!" Ye Luo looked at the time, "Hey, it's almost ten o'clock. Come here quickly, and I'll go downstairs to pick you up later."

"Okay, see you later."

Song Jiqing hung up the phone, cleared up his emotions, and started the car out of the garage.

There is a fruit shop at the gate of the community, which sells mostly imported fruits.

Song Jiqing stopped the car, went in and packed a fruit basket, then restarted the car and drove towards Ye Luo's house.

At ten thirty, Song Jiqing's car stopped downstairs at Ye Luo's house.

Ye Luo just went downstairs and saw Song Jiqing get off the car, she jumped into Song Jiqing's arms.

Song Jiqing squeezed Ye Luo's face: "It's swollen? Did I feed it yesterday?"

"Get off." Ye Luo pushed Song Jiqing, "I just drank two glasses of water before going to bed." He said and looked around Song Jiqing, "Doctor Song, you... came here empty-handed?"

Song Jiqing opened the trunk, took out six exquisite big bags, and a fruit basket.

Ye Luo looked at them one by one, and finally couldn't say anything. He gave Song Jiqing a thumbs up, "I'm really sorry, I looked down on you too much. You have a big bag and a small bag, you spent a small hundred thousand, right?"

Song Jiqing leaned into Ye Luo's ear and whispered, "My mother helped me prepare."

"..." Ye Luo looked embarrassed, "Auntie is so big, what should I buy when I go to your house?"

"Just buy some fruit." Song Jiqing said, "My mother lacks nothing, but a daughter-in-law."

The implication was that when Ye Luoren arrived, Mother Song was very happy.

Ye Luo smiled contentedly, and helped Song Jiqing carry the fruit basket while holding his hand with the other hand: "Let's go, my parents have been waiting for you for a long time."

After entering the elevator, Ye Luo remembered the most important thing, and pulled Song Jiqing's sleeves: "By the way, are you nervous now?"

Song Jiqing looked at Ye Luo calmly: "What if I say nervous?"

Ye Luo shrugged and looked helpless: "Then I can't help it, I just mean to care about you."

Song Jiqing smiled and motioned Ye Luo to rest assured: "I know how to deal with it. Don't worry about me."

Ye Luo nodded and made an "Ok" gesture at Song Jiqing.

At this time, the elevator stopped with a "ding".

Ye Luo pulled Song Jiqing out of the elevator and rang his doorbell.

Mother Ye seemed to be waiting at the door. The doorbell rang and opened the door. When she saw Song Jiqing, she instantly opened her eyes and smiled: "Ji Qing, here comes."

Song Jiqing was calmer than Ye Luo thought, and smiled, "Aunt Ruan, early."

"Morning." Mother Ye smiled, enthusiastic, "Come on, come in."

Song Jiqing changed his shoes and walked in, and handed the things on to Mother Ye, "Auntie Ruan, I'm in a hurry this time, and I didn't prepare anything."

Mother Ye already knew what was in the bag through the logo, and of course she knew that Song Jiqing was polite, and she was polite with him, then took the things and told her to come empty-handed next time.

"Ahem!"

Father Ye coughed from the living room without "deliberately".

Mother Ye hurriedly gave Ye Luo and Song Jiqing a look, and motioned them to greet Father Ye.

Song Jiqing walked over, very polite as a junior, and greeted Father Ye: "Uncle Ye."

"Ji Qing," Dad Ye gave Song Jiqing a look, "It's been a long time. You have changed a lot after so many years."

Song Jiqing smiled modestly: "Uncle Ye, you haven't changed, you are still so young."

... Ye Luo secretly gave Song Jiqing a thumbs up.

This flattering is...just right!

Song Jiqing put the remaining three bags on the coffee table, "Uncle Ye, here are two boxes of tea leaves and a set of tea sets. I have some thoughts, I hope you like them."

Father Ye didn't even glance at the things Song Jiqing brought over, and said coldly or warmly, "Don't stand, sit down."