The Substitute Bride

Ye Wenlan and Gu Qishan didn't come to dinner. They looked at each other and said, "Qichen, you and Yanfei have been married for some time, then..."

"Mom Ye Zhiqiu suddenly raised his head and interrupted Ye Wenlan's words, "try this sweet and sour fish. It's your favorite."

"I..." Ye Wenlan frowns, obviously very dissatisfied with Ye Zhiqiu's interruption. Ye Zhiqiu doesn't care what ye Wenlan thinks.

"I should have gone back to my mother's house with Qi Chen today, but my grandfather just came back today. I'm very tired. I'd like to tell you about it first..." Ye Zhiqiu took the responsibility to himself, and described the visit of Ye Wenlan and Gu Qishan as "Miss daughter".

Father Lu suddenly realized, "look at my memory, I forget that today is the day to return home. It's my fault that my in laws have to go there in person."

"In law, it's not like this. We're here to..." Ye Zhiqiu's three words make ye Wenlan disorderly, and Gu Qishan on one side frowns and opens his mouth.

Ye Zhiqiu put a piece of spareribs in his bowl. "Dad, didn't you say you want to eat my cooking? Eat more. "

Ye Zhiqiu knows that she can't stop them, but at least she wants to make them not speak in front of the old man.

Lu Qichen is acutely aware that the purpose of the two people's coming is not so simple as "to see my daughter." Dad and mom, it's my thoughtlessness. Well, tomorrow I'll go back home with Yanfei and I'll talk to dad about the company

"That's settled." Ye Wenlan was smiling, "tomorrow I'll let my family prepare meals, you come to eat."

"Good." She tried so hard for so long that they could not shut up, but Lu Qichen's words made them willingly shut up.

After lunch, they are ready to leave. Ye Zhiqiu is ready to clean up the table. Ye Wenlan stands at the door and shouts, "Yan Fei, my parents are leaving. You come to see us off. It happens that I have something to tell you."

"Go, sister-in-law." Lu Liao took the initiative to collect the work, said to Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu this just put down the towel in his hand, walked to Ye Wenlan's side, she affectionately took Ye Zhiqiu's hand, "let's go."

As soon as he went out, there was no one around. Ye Zhiqiu shook off Ye Wenlan's hand, "Ye Wenlan, what you want will be answered tomorrow. Is there anything else?"

"Why, you are my daughter, can't I talk to you?" Ye asked LAN with a sneer. As soon as his voice fell, he heard the opposite Ye Zhiqiu sneer, "there is no one else here, you don't have to act any more. Say it, what's the matter?"

"I think Lu Qichen is very kind to you. You don't really like him, do you?" Ye Wenlan asked sourly, "I warn you, that's Gu Yanfei's husband. I advise you not to move any crooked mind..."

"Don't worry!" Ye Zhiqiu impatiently interrupted her, "I don't have any feelings for him. I wish Gu Yanfei would come back earlier, so as to return this position to her."

Gu Yanfei came back, so what? Lu Qichen's heart is Bai Rongrong.

"You know yourself a little bit." Ye Wenlan nodded with satisfaction. "Tomorrow, you two will go back. When your uncle Gu mentions Gu's affairs, you will be there to help. Do you hear me?"

Ye Zhiqiu pondered, "I can help you, but I want to see grandma

When ye Zhiqiu mentioned the old lady, a flurry flashed through Ye Wenlan's eyes, and soon recovered as usual. He said to Ye Zhiqiu in front of him, "don't worry, as long as you help Gu get through this difficult time, I'll return my grandmother to you, so that your grandparents and grandchildren can get together as soon as possible."

"That's what you said."

Ye Wenlan left Lu's home with a sneer. On the way home, he thought more and more angry. He couldn't help but face the Gu Qishan in front of him and said, "Qishan, do you think Lu Qichen is not the same as the one from outside?"

"You found it too?" Gu Qishan sneered, "I have already let you keep an eye on Gu Yanfei. How can I let my daughter jump into the fire pit? But you'd better let her go when you know she's going to run. I think Yanfei will be spoiled by you sooner or later. "

"What?" Ye Wenlan exclaimed, pointing at Gu Qishan in front of him. "You knew Lu Qichen was not that kind of person. Why didn't you explain it to me?"

"I reminded you." Gu Qishan slightly frowned, "let you must see good Yan Fei, can this blame me?"

"Why not blame you?" Ye asked LAN with a face of course, "if you tell me straight, how can I connive Yan Fei to run away with that poor boy and get rid of that ye Zhiqiu in vain."

At the thought of Lu Qichen's appearance of talent and caring for ye Zhiqiu, ye Wenlan's heart is very uncomfortable. Gu Yanfei calls back and asks for money. "Mom, I don't have any money. You should call me quickly."

"Why don't you have money again? Didn't I just call you? "

"Then where is a little money enough?" Gu Yan Fei was discontented and muttered, "I'm out there now. Don't spend money. Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and give me money.""Wait..." Ye Wenlan's heart suddenly gives birth to an idea. Since Lu Qichen is completely different from the rumor, the reason why Gu Yanfei does not want to marry Lu Qichen doesn't exist. She doesn't want to watch such a good man fall into Ye Zhiqiu's hands. "I can give you money. You can go home for dinner tomorrow."

"I'm not going back." Gu Yanfei has been touring mountains and rivers with her boyfriend during this period of time. Although she spends her own money, she is much more free than her family. She doesn't want to go back, "Mom, you'd better give me some money."

"I said, I'll give you the money when you come back, or you won't think about it." Ye Wenlan said and then hung up the phone, she is confident, even for money, Gu Yan Fei will certainly come back.

"What are you doing?" Gu Qishan, who was driving on one side, frowned. "Tomorrow, Lu Qichen is coming. You call Yan Fei back. What if you're going to help?"

"Don't worry about it. I have my reason." Ye Wenlan smiles mysteriously.

The next morning, Gu Yan Fei knocked on the door of Ye Wenlan's room and asked for money. "Mom, I'm back. Get me the money."

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