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Chapter 248 The Marriage House

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    I kept my mouth shut and sat in the back of the car without interjecting a word. What happened today made me feel extremely chilled. I still deeply remember Song's mother's expression of course.

    "Is Orange's room ready?"

    It took a long time for Song's mother to finish speaking before Song Weichen spoke slowly.

    "Son, you get ready, it's exactly the same as the one you live in now, it's not bad at all." She seemed a little angry, and her tone was stiff.

    "Thank you Mom."

    Song's mother rolled his eyes at him, and let out a hum from her nasal cavity.

    When Song's mother turned around and sat down, I quietly moved towards Song Weichen, tilted my head so that it happened to rest on his shoulder.  He moved his body and I thought he was going to push me away.

    Squinting my eyes, I muttered in a low voice: "Let me lean on, I'm so tired."

    "Um."

    The little Chengzi in her arms seemed to be responding to his words, she kicked me with her feet wrapped under the quilt, I chuckled lightly, and slowly closed my eyes.

    She didn't seem to be making a lot of noise today, so I couldn't help asking quietly in my heart: Baby, do you know that Mom and Dad are getting married today.

    When I woke up, my body seemed to be moving, and I opened my eyes in a daze, and what I saw was Song Weichen's loosened bow tie and his firm chin. He looked straight ahead, as if immersed in his own thoughts for a long time  up.

    "are you home yet?"

    His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even hear what he said.

    "arrive."

    "Let me down, it's not good for mom to see."

    He lowered his head and looked at me helplessly: "The heels are bleeding, why didn't you tell me?"

    "Bleeding? No wonder it hurts so much"

    "Chen Yan, are you stupid?" Song Weichen frowned, and lowered his voice to curse in my ear.

    "You are stupid, am I afraid that you will feel sorry for me, when the time comes, my mother will call me squeamish again."

    When I said it unconsciously, I quickly covered my mouth and looked at him in panic.

    He glanced at me, but didn't say anything. Seeing that Song Weichen wasn't angry because of the small report, I breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly something came to mind, and I exclaimed, "Where are the oranges!"

    "I asked my mother to carry it back first."

    The complexion changed slightly, and I struggled to get down.

    "what are you doing?"

    "You're walking too slowly."

    "Slow? Do you know how much you weigh now?"

    "Song Weichen!" I blushed, and I couldn't help but roar at him.

    "Don't move, the orange is fine, and Mom won't eat her, so don't make a fuss."

    I was surprised for a while, but I still pretended to look at him very calmly: "I didn't mean that, but Song Weichen, don't you think"

    I feel that before he finished this sentence, his footsteps have already reached the gate of the Song family.

    Slowly shut your mouth, it is inappropriate to say anything now.

    Turning my head and taking a look, I saw that there was actually a beautiful Chinese character "‡Ö" pasted on the gate of the Song family, as well as visible doors and windows. Now, I couldn't help but be amazed.

    I thought mother Song would avoid talking about this marriage. I know that being able to come to the wedding is already giving us face, but this Song family?

    He looked up at the man with a calm face.  With a heartbeat, I asked in a low voice, "Are you preparing these, right?"

    He raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "We are getting married today, shouldn't our home be like this? Go in."

    When Song Weichen stepped into the door, he also helped me put it down. I couldn't help "hissing", and the heels that hadn't exerted force for a long time suddenly felt the weight of the body, directly pressing against the wound.

    "May I?"

    "Okay, let's go."

    With one hand resting on Song Weichen's arm, I slowly moved inside.

    Sure enough, when Mother Song saw me, she curled her lips immediately, with displeasure on her face.

    But I was shocked when I saw that her hand was empty, and I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mom, where are the oranges!"

    "What are you arguing about? The orange is at Wang Ma's."

    Ignoring her harsh tone, I subconsciously went to look at the empty living room, but I didn't find Wang Ma's figure. I looked anxious, and I turned my head to look at Song Weichen.

    He was frowning: "Mom, why did you give the child to Wang Ma?"

    "Weichen, what do you mean by that? You got angry with Mom on the first day you came back? YouDidn't Wang Ma take care of her when she was young?  There's nothing to be nervous about.  "

    "Mom, that's not what I meant."

    Song Weichen pinched his brows, looking a little tired.

    Seeing him like this, I quickly jumped out: "Mom, it's my fault, I have a bad tone, don't be angry, Xiao Chengzi is going to drink milk, so I'm in a hurry"

    "Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song, Miss Chengzi is here."

    Mama Wang called me Mrs. Song Shao several times and I didn't realize it until she said Miss Chengzi.

    "Wang Ma, you are here."

    Looking at the daughter in her arms, who was quietly entertaining herself with blowing bubbles, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Give it to me, Wang Ma, thank you."

    "Here you are."

    "In the future, you take care of the children. Don't leave them to me. If you don't have anything to do, give me this worrying drama. I'm old and I can't stand your troubles like this!"

    Unexpectedly, on the first night when I entered Song's house, I had an unpleasant fight with Song's mother. I lowered my head and looked at the floor in a daze. My fingernails sank into my palms. The pain stimulated my brain, and I vomited deeply.  Taking a breath, he forced himself to suppress the frustration.

    "Okay Mom, Chen Yan didn't say anything, don't talk about her, let's go back to the room and get fully dressed."

    Song Weichen stepped forward, took our mother and daughter into his arms and walked upstairs.

    Following him confusedly, to be honest, I have been to Song's house several times, but I have never even stepped into the second floor, let alone Song Weichen's room.

    Stopping at the second door on the third floor, he opened the door and said, "You and I will live here from now on, the second floor is where my parents live, and Cheng Zi's room is next door"

    "Did you hear that?"

    "I heard, is there any place where the Song family can't go?"

    I watched him intently, and that was all that mattered to me.

    "Papa's study."

    Song Weichen gave me a scorching look before answering after a while.

    Nodded: "I see."

    After changing out of the restrictive dress I was wearing, I took two deep breaths before I felt alive, and at this time Song Weichen had already come out of the bathroom.

    The room, which should have been cold and hard, became mundane because of the wedding, and it was full of bright red things. I stood on the opposite side of the double bed and looked at the wedding photos hanging above the bed, my eyes slowly blurred.

    In the photo, I am wearing a white wedding dress, snuggling in his arms, while Song Weichen is holding my waist with one hand, and holding my shoulder with one hand. He slightly lowers his head and looks at the top of my head.

    A wedding photo with no face but only eyes made my heart beat violently.

    "Why did you choose this one? It seems that you can't even see our faces." (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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