Wen Yan said helplessly: "Yaoyao, don't laugh at me, okay? Jing Shaoqing didn't give you less pocket money, did he? I found that your taste in dressing has changed after you got engaged to him. The suit you are wearing is famous this year The latest model costs more than a hundred thousand yuan, it¡¯s extravagant!¡±
Chen Mengyao admitted frankly: "Yes, after my family went bankrupt, I lived a life of so much. Now that I have someone who is willing to spend money for me, of course I want to live the life of a princess like before. You are stupid, rich You don¡¯t even know about flowers. You¡¯re shocked when someone like Mark Tingchen gives you a million. A million is a drop in the bucket for him, right? When you spend money, you have to look at the person you¡¯re looking for before deciding whether it¡¯s suitable for you. If the other party doesn¡¯t have much money, you It's okay to hesitate, for someone like Mark Tingchen, you feel so stupid if you save money for him."
Lan Xiang gradually became unable to intervene, and Wen Yan did not continue to discuss money matters with Chen Mengyao: "Sister Lan, buy two sets of clothes for Yaya, I have never bought anything for the little girl, I see The children's clothes over there are good."
Lan Xiang hurriedly refused: "No, no, really, Yaya's clothes are enough, and I have never treated her badly."
Wen Yan insisted, and chose two sets that fit Yaya. Little girls like beautiful pink, and Yaya couldn't put it down. Seeing that she really wanted it, Lan Xiang couldn't refuse it: "Thank you, Auntie Xiaoyan."
Yaya smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Aunt Xiaoyan."
Wen Yan squatted down and hugged Yaya: "It's so cute, I wish I had a daughter like this."
Lan Xiang knew that Wen Yan was feeling bad, so everyone fell silent.
After shopping around five o'clock, when they were discussing where to go for dinner, Anya suddenly called Wen Yan with a crying voice: "Xiaoyan, I don't know what's wrong with my grandpa. He hasn't woken up since he came back from the beach and slept. , I can¡¯t wake up no matter how I scream, he¡¯s still cold, you guys come back soonI¡¯m so scared"
Wen Yan was startled: "Okay, we'll be right back, don't worry, don't mess with the old man!"
By the time they rushed back to the hotel, Anya was already crying. The old man lay very quietly on the bed, his breathing was so weak that he could hardly feel it, and his expression was very peaceful. Wen Yan realized something, tremblingly took out his phone and dialed 120.
The old man died when he was sent to the hospital. It happened so suddenly that no one could react. Anya had expected it in her heart, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon. She suddenly thought that the old man's mental state inexplicably became normal when he was at the seaside, and there must have been a sign at that time The words he said to her were also last words.
The only relative passed away, and Anya cried in the corridor of the hospital until she almost fainted. Chen Mengyao's eyes were also moist. At this moment, Anya was just like her back then. When her father passed away, she also experienced such a scene.
The hospital suggested cremation as soon as possible. Anya was still a young girl with no experience in the world, so Chen Mengyao and Wen Yan could only help with it. It was impossible for the old man's body to be transported back to his hometown. After confirming the relevant matters, Chen Mengyao drove Anya and Lan Xiang back to the hotel.
Wen Yan went back to Mu's house alone, and was quarreled by the old lady as soon as he entered the door: "What are women doing outside at such a late night? Your men are back, and you are still outside, it's outrageous."
Wen Yan was really not in the mood to argue with the old lady, and went upstairs listlessly with heavy steps. When she reached out to hold the doorknob, the bedroom door was opened from the inside, and it was Mark Tingchen.
When he saw her, a smile naturally appeared on the corner of his lips: "You are so tired from shopping?"
Wen Yan raised his eyes and looked at him: "Xiaoya's grandfather passed away, not long after it happened. I came back from the hospital. The body was left in the hospital tonight and will be cremated tomorrow. Originally, Xiaoya brought the old man to play, but I didn't expect This is the last journey, the world is really impermanent, and I feel a little uncomfortable"
Mark Tingchen was so numb to death that he had no idea, but he knew that the woman in front of him needed comfort at this moment. He naturally stretched out his hand and took her into his arms: "It's okay, just sleep well when you're tired, and you'll get better."
When did he become so considerate and comforting? Wen Yan didn't want to think about anything at the moment, and relaxed wholeheartedly, in his arms
"Ahem"
The old lady's cough interrupted them, Wen Yan broke free from Mo Tingchen's arms, and awkwardly pulled the hair around her ear: "Grandma" Every time she called grandma, she was not used to it. If he said that, he was afraid of being made things difficult by the old lady.
The old lady walked towards her room with small steps: "I want to be hugged into the house, I am old, I can't watch this scene."
Wen Yan passed Mark Tingchen into the room and went straight to the bathroom. She just wanted to take a good shower and sleep.
After she took a shower, she realized that she forgot to take her clothes.Listening carefully to the movement outside, Mark Tingchen seemed not to be in the room. She hesitated and opened the bathroom door, intending to sneak out to get dressed, but before she took a step, she handed over the pajamas to the In front of her, including underwear (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com