In order to prevent too many dreams at night, Ling Yue immediately ordered Ling Zijing and others to prepare the marriage matters. However, considering the need to prevent malicious sabotage by some people, in addition to Wei Yang's relatives and friends, he Not going to invite anyone outside the Ling family. Of course, the fact that "Xiahou Weiyang" became his Ling Yue's wife, that is, the honorable mistress of the Ling family, he will let the whole world know.

He thought that he would be happy to see everyone calling out Madam Ling when they saw Wei Yang.

"Go to sleep." Ling Yue took the book from Wei Yang's hand, lay down on the bed, skillfully pulled her into his arms, and gave the order.

"Ah...oh..." Wei Yang nodded listlessly, closed his eyes and opened them again after a while: "Are we really going to get married next week?"

Ling Yue opened his eyes and turned on the light on the bedside. There was no expression on his beautiful face, but he could clearly feel his bad mood, "Do you regret it?" Some unknown hoarseness, as if half of his throat was blocked.

"No! No!" Wei Yang had never seen such a distressing Ling Yue before, shaking his head in fright, she grabbed his arm and eagerly denied: "I have no regrets, what are you thinking! I just feel After all, it is marriage, so one week of preparation time will not be enough?"

"No, they will handle it at Zijin." Ling Yue breathed a sigh of relief, took Wei Yang into his arms, turned off the bedside light, and kissed her warm forehead in the dark: "Go to sleep. , don't think about anything, just be my bride with peace of mind."

"...Well." Wei Yang didn't know if it was the right decision to marry Ling Yue, but she thought, maybe this would be a good start, and Andrea and Aunt Yue both agreed with this decision very much, she felt, Occasionally, it was necessary to obey the wishes of the few people who loved her the most.

Knowing that Wei Yang was still hesitant and complicated, Ling Yue's lips didn't leave her tenderness, but just rubbed them gently and said, "What are you panicking about, I won't force you. If you find you in the future? If you love another person, then I promise, I will let you go. If you haven't found the person you love until our lives are over, you are not at a loss. Didn't I stay with you for the rest of my life?"

"But it's not fair to you—" Wei Yang was still saying this, but Ling Yue obviously didn't want to hear it. He used his actions to stop what Wei Yang wanted to say.

He sealed the girl's red lips, but he didn't go deep, just tossing and grinding on the soft lips, using his tongue to outline her perfect lip shape, charming and fragrant, every time he couldn't help kissing , like a dangerous poppy, knowing that he can't indulge, but still fascinated by the joy it brings to him.

It was not until the girl gradually lost herself in his gentle kiss, and then fell asleep peacefully, that Ling Yue moved his lips down slightly, kissed his chin, kissed his neck, and finally stopped on the strong beating aorta.

He has always been accustomed to thunderous tactics and iron-blooded policies, but for Wei Yang, he always has 111,000 indescribable reasons to tolerate her, to indulge her, to wait for her, and to watch her play carelessly by his side.

But this time her poisoning made him panic. It turned out that it was not enough to love her unconditionally and let her fool around. She would probably hurt herself when she was not paying attention. When he turned around, there was no trace of her. Therefore, under this fear and fear, he decided to tie the girl tightly to his side first, at least to ensure her safety.

Wei Yang was about to become his wife, but Ling Yue was still worried about gains and losses, because he assured her that she had absolute freedom and could leave him anytime, anywhere.

"I won't say sorry to you, because I know I'm not wrong, I lied to you, but this is to keep you by your side forever. If it's really wrong, then I'm willing to be wrong. "Ling Yue said softly, slurring his words, only he could hear what he said.

Yes, he felt that he was right, he just wanted to keep Wei Yang by his side. He won't let her have a chance to leave, even if she finally tells herself that she likes another person, he won't allow it. Because if she insists on leaving, then he will never let the person who let her leave him. No matter what, he must lock her by his side anyway. This idea is so crazy, but he knows that at this moment he is rational. Because of reason, what is done will be more crazy and destructive. This is him, Ling Yue, the man who is always rational.

In the darkness of the night, Ling Yue's cold eyes became colder and colder, but the profile of his face against Wei Yang's forehead remained warm.

I haven't seen each other for a few days, but Andrea and Aunt Yue came to the Ling's house to see Wei Yang. Of course, it was not ruled out that the two also wanted to see Wei Yang's future husband and what kind of person he was.

"Mrs. Wu, Madam Yue, please come with me to the main hall." Ling Zijin first arranged the two in the parlor of the side courtyard, and then went to ask Ling Yue for instructions. Ling Yue asked him to bring the two to the main house. There was only one reason for bringing two people who were not from the Ling family into the main house, and that was that these two were very important to Wei Yang.

When Andrea was called Mrs. Wu, she was not used to it, because everyone used to call her Mrs. Wei, but she married Wu Hao. Most people call her Professor Smith.

Just after being taken to the main hall of the main house, a white "butterfly" threw itself into Aunt Yue's arms. She shouted happily, hugging Aunt Yue's waist and refusing to let go.

"Hehe, Yang'er is about to get married, why is she still like a child?" Aunt Yue almost couldn't stand Wei Yang's impact, she took a step back and hugged the girl in her arms. Nodding her forehead.

Andrea also foresaw such a situation. After all, Aunt Yue was the one who pulled Wei Yang up from a young age. She must have been close to Aunt Yue. But even with this kind of psychological construction, when I really see it, I can't help but feel a little lost. However, as long as my daughter is happy, I owe her too much.

She raised her head to look at the man who was walking steadily behind Wei Yang. He was calm and restrained, but showed the demeanor of a king. He was a successful leader, but she didn't know if he would be an excellent husband. The ex-husband Wei Zhen has the most similar personality to Ling Yue, but she has to admit that she still doesn't know whether Ling Yue will be a good husband. Because the Wei Zhen she knew was a person who only looked at the people or things he valued, and he was indifferent to others, including Andrea himself.

Ling Yue also found that Andrea was looking at himself, and he was not displeased, because he understood that this was the scrutiny that a mother would have on her son-in-law. He accepted the scrutiny calmly, and he would use time to prove that he was the one who loved him Wei Yang, the man who can give Wei Yang happiness the most.

"Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Yue." Ling Yue nodded politely to the two of them, and then motioned for them to sit down and chat.

"Mom, why did you two come together? Did you agree beforehand?" Wei Yang leaned on Aunt Yue's shoulder, rubbed her, and wrinkled her nose coquettishly.

"It happened to be in New York together. We met on the road." Andrea stretched out her hand and took care of her daughter's forehead.

Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, then raised a sweeter smile, she let go of her hands, hugged Andrea who was opposite, and leaned down in her arms.

Sorry, I always ignore you.

Wei Yang said softly in his heart, and then gave Aunt Yue a naughty wink, in exchange for a relieved smile.

The girl around her relatives is always happy like a elf, carefree, the whole person seems to be shining. Ling Yue looked at Wei Yang with a bright smile on his face and thought so.

After a few chats, Ling Yue left the main hall, leaving space for the "mother and daughter" to chat.

"Mom, Aunt Yue, orange juice! The Ling family's orange juice is second-class!" The three moved to the atrium, where there is a European-style garden. The arrival of early spring makes the garden full of bright colors.

Andrea and Aunt Yue have long been used to Wei Yang, who is like a living treasure. After receiving the orange juice, the two began to cut cakes or deliver candy to Bao Yanger.

"Second class? Whose family is the first class?" Ling Hongyan just came out of the pharmacy on the other side. Hearing what Wei Yang said, he interjected curiously.

"Of course it's Federline's!" Anyway, Federline and Harris were the same person, so Wei Yang picked a random answer.

"Oh? It seems that Federline is not only talented in military industry, he is also good at squeezing orange juice!" Ling Hongyan had long heard from Ling Hanshuang that Federline was the designer of the XZY-18.

"Why is your tone a little bit like burying others?" Wei Yang wrinkled his little nose, then took a sip of orange juice, "Well—" and then squinted his water eyes and sighed contentedly, "However, say Really, Federline is really versatile. He is not only an excellent juicer, but also a first-class pastry chef! The strawberry cake he makes is so delicious!"

"You have enjoyed a lot of things with that master. But how did I hear that Professor Federline is not easy to get along with?" Ling Hongyan also sat down cheekily, and Andrea and Aunt Yue were cordial Greeted.

"It's very easy to get along with! Those who say that he is not easy to get along with are people with poor mental ability, eh, isn't it just a little bit venomous and a little gloomy!" Wei Yang waved his hand, full of air.

Andrea was drinking orange juice and almost spit it out, a little? Federline and Harris called a little like that? She can only say that her daughter's ability to bear is already inhuman! As two colleagues of Professor Crowe, wouldn't she know the usual style of the two? People have always respected them. Those who dare to tease them occasionally are Mrs. Brant in the medical room, Mrs. Miller, the LMP host, and a few old men who study fossils and chemistry.

Ling Hongyan also obviously thought of the unanimous comments of the students on Professor Crow in the materials. His expression was a little strange. He twitched the corners of his mouth and remained silent for a few seconds, and then he said, "You have always been bold, poisonous tongue and gloomy face, you are afraid What? I guess the atomic bomb can pierce your cheeks!"

The scene was silent for three seconds, and when Ling Hongyan finally came back to what he said just now, it was too late, he could only let out a final whimper in pain, and then begged grandpa to tell grandma with tears on his face.

Wei Yang grabbed Ling Hongyan's delicate ear and pulled her hard.

"You said, who's bold? Huh?" Wei Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled, but Ling Hongyan looked at him and felt very cold.

"It's not you, it's not you, it's me, it's me. Oh auntie! It hurts, so let go..."

"Then you say, who is thick-skinned? Hmm...?" Wei Yang's last word was dragged for a long time, causing Ling Hongyan's heart to tremble.

"It's me!" Ling Hongyan screamed in pain.

After punching and kicking Ling Hongyan firmly, Wei Yang clapped his hands satisfactorily, sighed and drank the whole glass of orange juice, and waved his small hand again, indicating that Ling Hongyan could leave.

When Ling Hongyan saw this, she bit her handkerchief and ran away. Forbidden... This wicked girl is too scary, save me...

Seeing that Wei Yang was bullying people again, helplessness flashed in the eyes of Andrea and Aunt Yue.

The three chatted in the garden for a long time and were very happy, but Andrea and Aunt Yue tacitly did not mention the marriage. They did not want Wei Yang and Wei Lan to be together. The matter of marriage is unacceptable to the world. Now that there is another excellent man who is going to make Wei Yang happy, why do they add turmoil to this marriage?

But to be honest, when it comes to picking a son-in-law, Andrea is more satisfied with Xiahouxuan, because he is gentle, and he loves Wei Yang to the extreme, and there is a healthy grandfather Xiahouxi in the family. As long as Xiahouxi does not die, the Xiahou family After Xia Houxi passed away, Xiahou Xuan's wings would be fuller, and then Wei Yang's life would be more peaceful and stable.

Andrea does not ask Wei Yang to be the envy of all women in the world, but asks her to have a good husband who loves her as well, and lives with her peacefully. But obviously, this wish seems to be achieved, it will not be easy, because the Ling family mistress, this itself is not a position that can lead a peaceful life.

But... Andrea was drinking black tea, looking at her daughter who was dancing and laughing, and felt that as long as her daughter smiled, everything would be fine.

When the evening wind was blowing gently, Ling Yue came to the atrium. He pressed the heavy cloak held in Ling Yi's hands on the girl's shoulders and hugged the fragrance of laurel, before he raised his head and said to the other two. : "Let's go eat." His tone was as soft as possible, because these two were too important to Wei Yang.

Andrea and Aunt Yue knew that Ling Yue's attitude would make them flattered, and they were even more satisfied with this son-in-law.

But they just try to think this way because they subconsciously avoid a fact. Wei Lan has never been a gentle man, he is even colder than Ling Yue, but he is very affectionate towards Wei Yang, but even so, in the end, the two of them still have no good results?

"What's dinner?" Wei Yang asked while walking back.

"If you're willing to eat more, you can cook whatever you want." Ling Yue saw Wei Yang's eyes light up, and added, "Except for informal meals like cakes and puddings."

"Can you drink orange juice until you're full?" Wei Yang pouted and said.

"What do you think?" Ling Yue glanced sideways, then picked up Wei Yang's back collar to speed up the pace.

It seems that the pair get along pretty well.

Andrea and Aunt Yue glanced at each other from behind, then smiled at each other.

The dinners were all selected after researching the tastes of Andrea and Aunt Yue in advance, so a few people had a good time. It's just that Wei Yang was still unwilling to eat more here, and wouldn't touch it then, clamoring for cake and orange juice.

Andrea didn't really know what Wei Yang liked. Seeing Wei Yang like this, she thought she really didn't like those steak pasta or three fresh noodles, so she thought about changing it.

"Yang'er, what do you want to eat?" Andrea asked after putting down the tablecloth and seeing that Wei Yang had only eaten a mouthful of steak so far.

"Cake!" Wei Yang raised his hand.

"The cake can be eaten after dinner, what do you want to eat now?"

"No, I'm not hungry." Wei Yang shook his head.

"This..." Andrea looked embarrassedly at Aunt Yue, who was the one who knew Wei Yang's preferences best.

"Yang'er, do you have a bad appetite?" Aunt Yue was also puzzled. It stands to reason that among the pile of food on the dinner table, many of them were once favorites of Wei Yang, but now she has no interest at all.

"I don't know, I'm not hungry anyway." Wei Yang shook his head.

"Will Aunt Yue make a kiwi egg custard for Yang'er to appetize?" Aunt Yue suggested.

Wei Yang tilted his head and thought for a while, but still shook his head, but he was not hungry, and he didn't want to eat anything except cake.

After a meal, everyone had almost eaten, but Wei Yang still only ate one-third of the steak, but according to Ling Hongyan, this third of the steak was eaten under the threat of the boss. . Regarding this, the two women who were distressed for Wei Yang expressed doubts and helplessness.

The two didn't want to spend the night, and instructed Wei Yang to wear more clothes, eat more, and eat less snacks, and then left New York on the Ling's plane.

Sitting on the private plane, Aunt Yue pulled her hair close to her ears and sighed slightly. Her heart was a little uneasy, because Wei Yang, who survived this time, gave her a lot of different things. But fortunately, at least she can be sure that it is her precious Yang'er, even though she has finally discovered so many things that are different from the previous Wei Yang.

When he was in Ling's house, Wei Yang was always at leisure. Probably because of the approaching wedding date, Ling Yue was not busy. He had a lot of time to accompany him to read in the study, and occasionally he could accompany him to shoot arrows, ride horses, and practice guns. . In a leisurely afternoon, you can also urge yourself to exercise balance, but if you fall, you will still be punished, which is really annoying to Wei Yang.

These days, Wei Yang is still on the phone with Xiahouxuan and Mo Wen. The two people on the opposite side didn't say anything about Ling Yue's agreement with them. They just chatted as usual. All three of them subconsciously avoided the word marriage. .

Everything seems to have not changed, but it is just like.

Wei Yang always felt that in the usual tone of Xiahou Xuan and Mo Wen, it seemed to be the tranquility before a storm. Wei Yang is often restless. She didn't want any of the three men to be hurt, especially because of her.

On a sunny and sunny afternoon, Wei Yang was playing golf on the wide tarmac when a man in black suddenly came over and said that her courier had arrived.

"What did you mail order?" Because Wei Yang once asked Ling Zijing to set up online banking for her, he knew that this was probably what Wei Yang bought back online.

Wei Yang blinked, but only said three words: "Good stuff!"

"Do you still play golf?" Ling Zijing hurriedly shouted when he saw Wei Yang's daughter-in-law running away.

"Nonsense! Stop playing!" Wei Yang didn't look back, he waved his hand back, and immediately ran towards the main hall with his feet swung.

Abandoned on the breezy lawn, Ling Zijin suddenly felt like he wanted to cry without tears. Why did he feel like he was idle?

The mail-order items were packed in a cardboard box. Wei Yang carried it into the room. After taking it apart, it was a colorful box with big words written on it - "Perfect spike to kill the most serious expression in the world, The most indifferent heart!".

So, Wei Yang's little friend laughed "Jie Jie" while holding the paper box. Ling Hongyan, who was passing by, rushed back to the room immediately. Before dinner, he was determined not to go out. Mom, this evil girl's smile The sound is terrible!

I opened the box on the second floor, and inside was a white bear, but it was not the usual teddy bear, but a talking and recording bear with a cute burgundy bow.

Holding the little bear, Wei Yang tried his best to hold back the wretched and YY expression, and then walked out of the room.

The first experimenter was Ling Yue who was reading documents in the study!

"Squeak..." Wei Yang gently opened the study door and stuck out a small head.