Song Qianti smiled and kissed him on his handsome face: "If you are too busy and have no time to prepare for the wedding, I'll prepare."

Wen Linyan brushed her hair away from her temples, perhaps because of the lights above her head, and her bright black eyes were very gentle.

"No matter how busy I can take time, you just need to be your bride with peace of mind."

Song Qianti bent her lips and acted softly: "I'm afraid I'm tired?"

Wen Lin said, "I'm afraid you will mess up the wedding."

Song Qianti: “…”

The touch just now disappeared in an instant.

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"He got married just after he was proposing. Lawyer Wen is too anxious, right?"

In the office, Zhong Qiuyao's eyes widened in surprise after hearing what Song Qianti said.

Song Qianti held the water cup and sat leisurely on the chair: "I want to get married."

Zhong Qiuyao's eyes fell on her belly: "You are not pregnant, so you are so anxious, are you?"

"No." She knew that Zhong Qiuyao would have this reaction. She put down the water cup, supported her arms on the table, and smiled with a lazy and charming look on her face, and told her what Wen Yongchao asked her.

They heard everything about Wen Juchao.

They don’t know what kind of person Wen Yongchao is.

Even Song Qianti, who had seen him several times, thought he was a mystery in his behavior.

So Zhong Qiuyao didn't understand him even more. After hearing what Song Qianti said, she did not make any comments.

But I feel that as a father, it is normal for him to see his son get married before he dies.

"I just saw you start planning a wedding dress last night. Today I told me that I'm going to get married next month. Is it time to go?"

Speaking of this, Song Qianti was a little regretful.

She had thought about it when she was in college that she would wear her own wedding dress when she got married in the future, but now this wish is about to fail.

She has a passion for designing clothes, but she has never designed a wedding dress. She has thought about it for a day yesterday but has no inspiration, so even if there is still one month, it may not be enough time.

"It's too late, so I can only buy it at a wedding dress shop."

In the evening, she went to the He family again and told Old Lady Ruan about their marriage.

Old Mrs. Ruan was naturally happy and looked forward to their days, next month's sixteen.

As soon as the days were settled, Wen Linyan began to prepare for the wedding. He was busy for a week and even spent lunch on work. After dealing with the things at hand, he took Song Qianti to Sanya to take wedding photos.

Because time was tight, the two of them didn't stay in Sanya, so they came back after taking wedding photos.

It only takes three or four days.

After getting off the plane, Fang Yang came to pick them up. Wen Linyan took Song Qianti home and went to the company without even getting off the car.

Song Qianti took a shower and slept comfortably.

These days she has been so tired that she fell asleep as soon as her head was touched by her pillow. When she woke up, it was already dark.

She was so hungry that she squeaked her messy hair, but she didn't clean up her, so she went out of the room to find food.

Aunt Cao was cooking dinner and it was ready soon, so she peeled an apple and put it on her stomach.

As soon as she put down the fruit knife, she took a bite of the apple, the doorbell rang.

She thought it was Wen Linyan who had returned, so she went to open the door while gnawing on the apple.

The person outside the door was Secretary Zhang, who was holding a briefcase in his hand.

"Ms. Song, I am Mr. Wen's secretary. My surname is Zhang. We have seen him before. I wonder if you still have an impression of him?"

How could I not have an impression!

The first time she attended a banquet at the Wen family was when the man in front of her was invited to the second floor. She said that Wen Yongchao wanted to see her, but she locked her up.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Although he was unhappy, he was Wen Yongchao's man, and Song Qianti didn't show him his face.

Secretary Zhang said with a gentle face: "Is it convenient to go in and talk?"

She turned sideways and asked to the side: "Please come in."

Secretary Zhang entered the house, she gave him Song Jinghan's slippers and then went to make tea for him.

After she had made tea, Secretary Zhang opened the briefcase in his hand, took out a red notebook from it and handed it to her.

"Ms. Song, this is what the Chairman asked me to hand it over to you."

She glanced at the property certificate and didn't answer it. She looked at Secretary Zhang and asked, "What do you mean?"

Secretary Zhang said: "The Chairman will give you this villa under his name to serve as your wedding room with the young master."

"Thank you for this trip, but this one is not needed."

She agreed to get married, but didn't say she had a baby right away, so the room was temporarily enough for her to live in.

When the house there is renovated, they will move over.

She didn't dare to answer the villa given by Wen Yongchao, nor did she want to answer it.

Secretary Zhang said: "Don't rush to refuse first. Let's see where the house is. After reading it, you might change your mind."

Song Qianti frowned and said, "No matter where it is, I won't want it."

Her resolute attitude surprised Secretary Zhang.

You know, this villa is worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and if it were another girl, she would definitely be eager to accept it.

"You really don't think about it anymore?"

She simply replied: "No need to consider it."

Secretary Zhang looked at her with a little more appreciation, and he deserved to be the woman the young master liked.

"The chairman said, please accept it no matter what." Seeing that Song Qianti was about to refuse again, he continued, "The relationship between the chairman and the young master has always been not very good, but which child is not responsible for getting married? With the young master's temper, I am afraid that the chairman will be annoyed when he asks him. This is the chairman's wish, just treat it as a bride gift he gave to the young master. You can accept it and let him fulfill his father's responsibilities. This wish is gone."

Song Qianti was silent, pursing her lips without saying a word.

Seeing that she was a little shaken, Secretary Zhang put the property certificate on the table and stood up and left.

The property certificate was kept on the table, but Song Qianti confiscated it, and Wen Linyan saw it at a glance when he came back from get off work.

He picked it up and opened it and glanced at it, gently curling the corner of his lips: "You are moving faster than me."

"Hmm?" She lowered her head and pressed it on her phone. She replied to the message and asked.

Wen Linyan pulled the buttons of his shirt, leaned back tiredly, put one hand on the back of the sofa, and hugged her half circle and half: "I bought a renovated villa for a wedding house. I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to buy it too."

Song Qianti's hand was typing slightly, raised her eyes and looked at him, hesitated for a moment to tell him the truth.

"I didn't buy this house, it was given by your dad."

Wen Linyan subconsciously frowned, but he quickly stretched out, and said in a low voice without any emotion: "If he wants to give it, let him give it. If someone takes his girlfriend home for the first time, his elders will give it red envelopes. He didn't give you anything a few days ago, just think it was his supply to you."
Chapter completed!