"Miss Song, what do you think?" Ji Xing had a smile on his lips, and the curve of his thin lips was coquettish and charming: "Otherwise, how about we give it a try?"
"Okay!" Song Yiyan hooked his tie and pulled him forward, not to be outdone.
The two of them were in the car, or in the car going home, and there was a driver in front of them. Naturally, they didn't dare to do anything excessive, and they just stopped.
Song Yiyan looked at him: "Aren't you going to explain? The top young master?"
Ji Xing coughed lowly and only regarded those comments as a joke. He would not be as knowledgeable as that kind of person: "Except for this, what they said is correct. I am the pretty boy you kept."
"When did you become so generous?" Song Yiyan curled her lips.
He is not that easy to talk to. On the contrary, he is very petty and can kill anyone who says a bad word about him.
"I've always been generous." Ji Xing confiscated her mobile phone and immediately looked at her all the time. Her eyes couldn't bear it.
Song Yiyan finally had enough troubles and was a little tired. She rested her head on his lap and still played with his hand dishonestly. Thinking of the upcoming wedding, she still had an unreal feeling: "We really want to Married?"
Ji Xing patted her belly gently: "Mother, what else do you want? Go to grandpa to protest again? See if grandpa will agree."
The date has been set, the invitations have been sent out, and all her relatives and friends know it. She can't escape now even if she wants to, and he won't allow her to escape.
"But I don't even remember it now." Song Yiyan sighed and looked at him seriously: "You haven't recovered your memory either. I think we are incomplete like this."
"The memory will come back." Ji Xing possessed him and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Your memory is yours, and you will remember it sooner or later. Maybe you will remember it when you get married."
Song Yiyan never doubted her feelings for Ji Xing. She never questioned it. But as her love deepened and she cared more, she wanted to know what happened between her and him in the past.
This bastard, she had every reason to suspect that he had recovered his memory a long time ago, but he was stubborn and refused to admit that he had recovered. No matter what methods she tried, she could not get out of him.
"Tell me with your conscience." Song Yiyan put his hand on her heart: "You definitely have not recovered your memory."
Ji Xing did not hesitate: "I have not recovered."
He has already thought about it, even if she regains her memory, he will pretend to have amnesia, otherwise she will still have a fight with him about the things he did in the past.
"You must have done something sorry for me before." Song Yiyan was sure, pinching his hand and grinding her teeth viciously: "Just pretend, I'll see how long you can pretend."
If he hadn't been guilty, would he have concealed his recovery of memory
Ji Xing raised his hand and swore: "I swear on my character here that I have never done anything to regret you, whether before, now, or in the future."
"Your personality is worthless." Song Yiyan glanced at him contemptuously: "Even if you haven't done anything to regret me, you must have done something that you are afraid of me knowing about. Just wait until I recover my memory!"
He didn't need to say it, and he probably didn't want to say it. When her own memory recovered, she would naturally know what he had done that needed to be hidden from her.
Here, the car has entered the compound.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the courtyard was very quiet. When we arrived at the door of the Song family's courtyard, we could vaguely hear conversations and laughter in the courtyard.
Song Yiyan was so sleepy that she had fallen asleep in Ji Xing's arms a long time ago. She woke up when he was carrying her out of the car. When she saw the decorated door, her sleepiness disappeared immediately.
At the gate of the Song family, there are two big red lanterns with big Chinese characters written on them. There are also slightly smaller red lanterns next to the courtyard wall.
The trees on both sides of the road at the entrance of the yard, all the way to the end, are also covered with red lanterns, which look very happy and special.
Song Yiyan muttered softly: "This is too exaggerated."
Song Chen, Song Heng and their brothers were waiting in the yard for Song Yiyan and his wife to come home, playing chess.
The voice just now belonged to Song Chen. He regretted playing chess again. Seeing that he was about to lose, when he heard the sound of the car stopping at the door, he immediately destroyed the chessboard and said he would go out to pick up someone.
"This is no exaggeration!" Song Heng heard her words and said with a smile: "Grandpa originally wanted to decorate the entire compound with lights and colorful decorations. My dad persuaded me for a long time."
Among the grandchildren, he was the first to get married. Grandpa took it very seriously and wished that the whole country would decorate with lights and set off firecrackers to celebrate.
He also didn't expect that Yanyan would be the first to get married.
"What's wrong with the lanterns and colorful decorations? It doesn't cost them any money." Song Chen was still a little worried about this matter.
The trees in the courtyard are all decorated with colored lights. They look so beautiful and festive!
"Grandpa is right." Song Yiyan was lazy and had no image burden in front of her family, and Wo Jixing didn't even leave her arms.
Song Chen's smiling face turned into a flower, and he looked at her carefully: "You must be exhausted from filming during this period!"
When he first started filming, he would visit her every now and then and give her some delicious supplements. Later, the girl was unwilling to let him go, saying that it would delay her filming progress.
He hasn't seen a real person in more than two months. What can he watch on video? You can't see anything, it's best to be face to face.
"I'm not tired." To prove her words, Song Yiyan jumped out of Ji Xing's arms and pinched her chin: "Look, I have a double chin."
Song Chen nodded with satisfaction and glanced at Ji Xing approvingly. It was good to ask him to follow Yanyan and look at her. It was indeed the right thing to do.
Qiao Yuan and the others were all at home. After all, the wedding was less than a week away. They all moved here and came out soon.
Song Yiyan was helpless and looked at the whole family coming out to greet them: "Mom, what are you doing here? Are we still guests?"
"What can I do?" Qiao Yuan glared at her, stepped forward to hold her hand, and looked her over: "I just want to see you."
Song Yiyan said that, her heart bubbled with warmth, and she said with a smile: "I'm fine, can I still run away? I've gained ten pounds recently, don't look at me."
Qiao Yuan looked very satisfied. She had not lost weight and her face looked good.
Song Shu's wife Ye Lingyu also said: "It's cold outside. Go back to the house quickly and stop talking here."
The whole family was cheering and hugging each other, making it very lively.
(End of chapter)