Chapter 108 I feel a bit at a disadvantage

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"I mentioned your past to your aunt not because you did something wrong in the past, but because you did it well and did it right, your uncle will be afraid of you because of your excellence."

"After all, I am old, and I can't help but want to wait until I can't protect her, what will my Jiujiu do?"

Therefore, Wen Sheng thought it would be best to nip the danger in the bud.

But Jiang Yanci's excellence made him have to admit that with him in front, it would be difficult for his little baby to like other people.

"Our Wen Dong is so powerful, there will never be that time." Looking at his old father's red eyes, Wen Jiu let go of Jiang Yanci's hand and stood up to hug Wen Sheng.

"I'm still young, Dad has to keep working hard."

Wen Sheng: "..."

"You and Xiaoci should work hard on yourselves." Feeling that the little cotton jacket was leaking a little seriously, Wen Sheng pushed away the coquettish Wen Jiu in his arms, turned around and took his wife's hand, and coldly informed:

"Your mother and I are going on a date, so you can arrange your own time in the evening."

In the past few days since I came back, I have to accompany Wen Jiu every day. Even the rarest baby staring at him like this every day is a bit disgusting.

Mu Wan was amused by the interaction between the father and daughter day after day. She saw Jiang Yanci staring at them from the corner of her eye. After thinking for a moment, she gently patted Jiang Yanci's arm.

"Although you and Jiujiu are not yet at the stage of talking about marriage, auntie wants to say something to you in the tone of a mother."

"Our little Ci is great. Whether it was when he was a child or now, he is a very good child. Mom will always be proud of you."

When Mu Wan said this, Jiang Yanci's pupils trembled slightly for a moment.

It was almost the same tone.

Mom will always be proud of you, which is what Zhou Zaixi often said to Jiang Yanci.

Jiang Yanci thought that he would never hear it again in this life.

Until Wen Sheng and Mu Wan left the door, Jiang Yanci still stood there, with circles of crimson at the end of his eyes, and tears seemed to fall from his misty eyes at any time.

He was like a porcelain that could break at any time, and people dared not touch it.

But Wenjiu did not hesitate to fall into his arms, almost subconsciously, Jiang Yanci caught her.

However, when he lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, a tear rolled down silently from the corner of his eye.

"Jiang Yanci," Wenjiu raised her hand to wipe away the wet tears at the end of his eyes: "I feel a little bit at a disadvantage."

"Huh?" Jiang Yanci looked at him puzzledly: "What do you mean?"

The short three words still couldn't hide his sadness.

Wenjiu's heart was in a knot, but she knew that no matter how much comfort she gave, it would be pale.

She raised her hands and took off the glasses that she had twisted on Jiang Yanci's nose. "You have met my parents, but I haven't met yours yet, so of course I am at a disadvantage."

As she said, she wiped the fogged glasses and put them back on Jiang Yanci, and then said:

"So let's go see my uncle and aunt."

Dong, dong, dong!

The moment Wenjiu said this, Jiang Yanci could hear the sound of his heart beating very clearly.

Reason told him that Wenjiu's words didn't mean anything else, but the greed in his heart tore at the cage imprisoned by reason.

Finally, Jiang Yanci stopped restraining himself.

His big hands tightly clasped Wenjiu's slender waist, and their bodies fit closely together, with almost no space between them.

The red corners of the man's eyes no longer had the fragile look that made people feel distressed just now, but was filled with an extremely aggressive possessiveness.

His eyes were fixed on Wenjiu: "Jiujiu, do you know what it means to go to pay homage to the man's deceased relatives?" Wenjiu

didn't know about this, but guessed that it should be... She asked:

"I want to marry you?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yanci's voice was a little deep. After answering this, he seemed to be afraid of scaring Wenjiu, so he added:

"I don't mean to force you to marry me, I just thought of this."

Wenjiu's fingers gently touched the soft flesh of Jiang Yanci's jaw a few times, and after seeing his Adam's apple rolling unbearably, he smiled and asked back:

"Then how do you know that I don't plan to marry you?"

"Jiujiu!" Jiang Yanci was shocked, and just as he was about to say something, he received a roll of the eyes from Wenjiu.

She broke free from his arms, "You want to marry me right after we just started dating? Why don't you go to heaven."

Jiang Yanci: "..."

He knew that this ancestor was not easy to talk to.

Jiang Yanci stopped the person who turned around and left, bent down and coaxed softly: "I don't know what's good for me, Miss Wen, please don't be angry, okay?"

Wen Jiu looked at the pitiful expression on this handsome face so close to her, and she really couldn't get angry.

She leaned over and kissed Jiang Yanci on the lips, and didn't give him a chance to deepen the kiss before widening the distance between them again.

In the unsatisfied eyes of Jiang Yanci, she said: "Let's go, Xiao Jiang, buy flowers for my future parents-in-law."

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The rain in Hong Kong City came quickly and went away quickly. The rain that fell when they bought flowers stopped after the car drove to the cemetery.

The cool cemetery was so quiet that only the chirping of insects in the bushes could be heard. Rows of lights in the cemetery illuminated the night.

Wenjiu, holding Zhou Zaixi's favorite lily of the valley flower, and Jiang Yanci, holding a white chrysanthemum, walked side by side on the quiet bluestone path.

The damp wind blew from time to time.

When Wenjiu noticed the cold, Jiang Yanci had already walked quickly to Wenjiu and handed the flowers in his hand to Wenjiu.

"Help me hold it."

"Yes." Wenjiu took it.

Then he saw Jiang Yanci take off his suit and carefully put it on Wenjiu.

There was no sign of rain when he came out, so Wenjiu did not bring a coat.

The coolness on his body was dispelled by Jiang Yanci's clothes with body temperature. Wenjiu blinked and looked at the concern in his eyes, raised her lips and smiled obediently:

"Thank you~"

"Let's go." After rubbing Wenjiu's head and holding the flowers again, Jiang Yanci took Wenjiu's hand and continued to move towards the destination.

Not long after, Jiang Yanci stopped in front of two tombstones next to each other.

Except for Qi Qin and Ning Wang who came to pay tribute together on the anniversary of Zhou Zaixi and Jiang Hansheng's death, Jiang Yanci was the only one who came here usually.

The difference was that he didn't come alone today.

Bending down and skillfully cleaning the fallen leaves and mud on the tombstones of the two people, Jiang Yanci placed the flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone.

Wen Jiu watched, and obediently stepped forward and put down the lily of the valley in her hand.

When she turned around and prepared to stand back in her original place, her hand was grabbed by Jiang Yanci.

He said nothing, but just quietly stared at the photos of Jiang Hansheng and Zhou Zaixi on the tombstone, unconsciously holding Wen Jiu's hand tightly.

It was not until Wenjiu held his hand back that Jiang Yanci slowly relaxed his grip.

"My parents are very happy to see you here."

If they could see the daughter-in-law they had been waiting for for so many years standing in front of them, Jiang Yanci could easily imagine how proud Zhou Zaixi would be.

Perhaps Jiang Hansheng would even praise him, "You have such a good eye, you are worthy of being my son."

Thinking of that scene, Jiang Yanci's eyes were filled with longing.

He really missed them.