Nangong Yao's love is direct and tolerant, just like the spring rain, nourishing Mu Yun's lonely soul, allowing her to walk independently in this world for twenty-eight years, and finally find someone whose soul is compatible with her. Tian decided to get a marriage license with Nangong Yao.
Nangong Yao didn't expect that she would agree to him so quickly. The surprise came too suddenly.
"I'm getting married. I don't want to hold a wedding. Can we simply invite friends and relatives for a meal?" Mu Yun was lying in the man's arms, her long hair gently entangled in the man's fingertips. Nangong Yao was a little surprised. He stared at her with his eyes lowered.
"Why not hold a wedding?" Nangong Yao was still thinking of holding a grand wedding banquet for her to make her the happiest bride.
"To put it bluntly, marriage is actually a matter between two families. I don't like publicity. After we receive the certificate, we will treat the family to a meal and the wedding will not be held." Mu Yun likes to keep a low profile by nature. Besides, Mu Yun likes to keep a low profile. The relationship with her relatives at home has long been indifferent, and she does not want to invite them to the wedding again. If they do not sincerely wish her well, she is not willing to face it.
"But this is too unfair to you." Nangong Yao frowned.
"I don't feel wronged." Mu Yun turned over, lay in his arms, shook her head and said, "As long as I don't feel wronged, it doesn't count as wronged."
Mu Yun is a good woman, and she will definitely be a good wife in the future. She is virtuous, capable, and considerate. She knows that Nangong Yao has already lost a lot because of her. A grand wedding costs a lot of money, and she really doesn't want to let it go again. He spent money, but she didn't want to tell her true thoughts for fear that the man would insist on giving her a wedding.
"Okay, if you don't want to have a wedding, we won't do it." Nangong Yao was of course obedient, and everything went according to her.
"After we got the certificate, we went on a honeymoon, and then we followed the route of normal women, getting pregnant and giving birth." Mu Yun chuckled, feeling that her life seemed to be on the right track, step by step, although it was a little late, but Finally live up to this time.
"Okay, you have the final say in this family. We can live how you want to live. I will be responsible for making money, and you will be responsible for taking care of this family. In the future, we will have two more children, so that the family will become lively. Now." Nangong Yao likes her temperament very much. She doesn't like to be public, but she is willing to live the most simple and ordinary life in a low-key manner. This is exactly the life he has always wanted, down-to-earth and moving forward step by step.
Mu Yun called Mu Weicheng and mentioned her marriage to Nangong Yao. Mu Weicheng knew his sister's character, so he naturally had no objection. He just hoped that they would have time to return to China to get together more often in the future.
After Mu Yun and Nangong Yao received the certificates, they finally met the group of Nangong family members at a dinner party. On the surface, everyone was gentle and friendly, but Mu Yun knew that the wealthy family was in deep trouble. In order not to embarrass Nangong Yao, she naturally She also spoke carefully and made no mistakes, but even so, she was still criticized. The reason was of course that she married Nangong Yao and became her wife.
"Nangong Yao got married to you more than a month after returning to China. I thought you were young and beautiful, but I didn't expect you to be nothing more than that." Mu Yun was sneered and ridiculed by a woman at the dinner table.
Mu Yun raised her head and looked at her. She was a mixed-race beauty, tall and charming. She was at the opposite end of the spectrum, one was stunningly beautiful, the other was quiet and beautiful.
"Are you questioning me, or questioning Nangong Yao's vision? If it's against me, I'll stand in front of you. I can tell the beauty and ugliness at a glance. If it's against Nangong Yao, you can go tell him, tell me it's purely It's a waste of time." Mu Yun didn't get angry or annoyed, and calmly retorted.
"You...don't you have any self-awareness? Are you worthy of him? All you care about is his money." The mixed-race beauty's face turned pale with anger. She thought Mu Yun would be ashamed of herself and not dare to talk to her. Looking at each other, this is how aggressive they are.
"Not only do I like him for being rich, I also like him for being good-looking, good-natured, well-educated, gentle and tolerant... By the way, my husband has many other advantages. If you want to hear it, let's sit down and let's talk about it. I'll count them slowly." Mu Yun remained unmoved, her voice carrying a hint of laziness, as if she was chatting about whether today's food was to her taste.
"You are sick." The mixed-race beauty finally lost her temper. She had never seen a woman like Mu Yun, and she was unable to anger her and make her lose her temper.
"You definitely don't know whether I am sick or not, but you are very sick. You must be a bad character to spy on other people's husbands." Mu Yun raised her lips in disapproval and mocked.
The woman finally got angry and left cursing.
Mu Yun sighed, couldn't help but take a spoon, and took a photo of her face: "Are you really not worthy of him?"
Nangong Yao saw her being pestered by a woman from a distance. He quickly took the time to come to the rescue, but found that the woman had already left wisely.
"Are you okay? What did she tell you?" Nangong Yao came over and handed her a glass of juice.
Mu Yun brought it over and took a few sips: "That's your suitor. Do you know her?"
"Well, she has confessed her love to me several times." Nangong Yao came over to help her so nervously because he recognized that woman as his suitor.
"She is very beautiful and feminine." Mu Yun praised with a smile.
"Everyone thinks she is beautiful, but she is not my type." Nangong Yao immediately answered evasively. This was a question. Once he answered poorly, it would be bad.
"Really? She just said that I am not worthy of you. Maybe I really am not worthy of you. I have to know myself." Mu Yun laughed at herself.
"Whether she is worthy of her, hasn't it been proven?" The man suddenly possessed her ear and said in a low voice, "How about we go home and try again tonight to see how worthy she is."
"Boring." Mu Yun's pretty face blushed instantly: "I don't want to try it with you."
"Why? Are you angry?" Nangong Yaojun had a sad face.
Of course Mu Yun was not angry anymore. On the contrary, she found that Nangong Yao became more and more handsome as she looked at him. He was an attractive man. She would feel better if she looked at him more often.
"Nangong Yao, since you chose me to be your wife, you have to adjust your mentality. I don't want to fight with mistresses." Mu Yun still had to remind him seriously.
"Xiaoyun, do you know? I overheard a few men talking just now. They all said that you have a very unique temperament, cool and charming. They also said that they wanted to come and chat with you. You are reminding me At the same time, you must also do it yourself and not let me get jealous." Nangong Yao reminded her with a sad handsome face.
Mu Yun was stunned and flipped up her long hair: "Really? You're right. If a woman wants to find someone, it's a hundred times easier than it is for your countrymen. Forget it, I'd better not blame others and just be myself."
When Nangong Yao saw the confidence returning to her face, he chuckled lightly, and then he realized it.