Of course he understood what his father meant.

    As long as he can regain Miss Shen''s favor tomorrow, maybe the marriage can be postponed for a period of time.

    Zhao Qinlian tapped the table with his fingertips.

    He''s thinking about it.

    Even Zhao Qinlian didn''t expect that he would really seriously consider what his father said.

    It is reasonable to say that he should be happy that the marriage can go back, and he should go out and take Tong Chu and them to celebrate.

    But when he heard that his marriage had been dismissed, he felt a little reluctant and regretful, trying to recover something.

    Zhao''s father on one side was happy.

    He guessed right.

    This boy is really interested in that Miss Shen family!

    After such a long wave, it''s time to stop.

    Zhao Qinlian suddenly saw the smile on Zhao''s father''s face before he could take it back. They looked at each other unprepared.

    Zhao Fu stopped.

    Zhao Qinlian slowly pulled the corners of his mouth. He got up and left a sentence faintly.

    "Call me for dinner tomorrow."

    Looking at Zhao Qinlian''s back without looking back, Zhao Fu smiled.

    "This boy! I was going to take you with me!"

    …

    …

    Commander''s house.

    Cold garden.

    "Buckle -"

    The bedroom door was knocked gently.

    Jingyanxiu''s fingertips gathered his collar. He looked indifferent.

    After finishing the collar, Jing Yanxiu said in a flat voice, "what''s the matter?"

    "Yanxiu, it''s me." Jing Wenbin''s voice came from outside the door.

    Jing Yanxiu pursed his lips slightly and said faintly, "come in."

    The door was pushed open and Jing Wenbin came in from the outside.

    Over the past ten years, Jing Wenbin''s temperament has become more refined and elegant. Under his clear glasses, there are a pair of businessmen''s sharp smiling eyes.

    Jing Yanxiu lightly poured a cup of tea for Jing Wenbin and put it on the table.

    He said, "brother, sit down."

    Jing Wenbin nodded and sat beside Jing Yanxiu.

    Jing Yanxiu hung his eyes slightly, and the snow-white long finger picked up the white jade tea cup. The hot air of the tea was light in the air.

    He took a sip, and the light crimson lips were very moist.

    "What can I do for you, brother?"

    Jing Wenbin took a sip of tea, nodded and said, "I''m here for two things."

    He paused and said, "first of all, the day before yesterday was the death day of his sister-in-law. Xuemei and I went to see her. Yanxiu, my sister-in-law has been gone for ten years. Haven''t you put it down?"

    “……”

    Jing Yan''s refreshing and indifferent light sipped tea without talking.

    Jing Wenbin secretly looked at Jing Yanxiu''s expression and said, "it''s been ten years. Yanxiu, you''re almost thirty-two years old. You really don''t want to find someone to start a family?"

    The youth around him remained silent.

    "Grandma is old now, and her body is getting worse and worse than before. She always thinks about having a great grandson. Although she hasn''t told you, she always thinks that she can catch a glimpse of her great grandson..." Jing Wenbin tries hard to incite Jing Yanxiu, "I heard that the young lady of the Liao family is good, why don''t you..."

    Suddenly, the young man nearby came to his eyes.

    The slender eyelashes half covered his eyes, and his eyes were very dark. Jing Wenbin suddenly choked.

    Jing Yan is indifferent and has no wave. After taking a calm look at Jing Wenbin, he faintly takes back his sight.

    The snow-white long finger rubbed the trigger coldly, and he hung his eyes slightly.

    His voice is flat and calm.

    "I heard that my sister-in-law is pregnant again?"