He had inexplicably alienated her.

She was afraid that the time would come suddenly again, and she could not deal with it.

Song Yan didn't dare to look at Li Beiting. She lowered her eyes and stirred the spoon unconsciously in the bowl.

Waiting for his answer.

But there is only silence in the air, which is long-term silence.

Song Yanxin suddenly became nervous. She looked up at him, but saw that he had left at some point and was standing next to her now.

"Bei Ting..."

Li Beiting suddenly noticed that Song Yan mostly called him by his name at home and often called him Mr. Li outside.

He squatted down, level with her gaze, and said something loud and loud.

"Song Yan, if you want, I will take you to get your certificate now."

Song Yan looked at him in a daze. His eyes were like darkness in the deep sea, as if they were about to suck people in, making Song Yan forget about his words for a moment.

"but……"

But...but what?

Song Yan's eyebrows were frowning unconsciously, and there was indeed a small ball between her and Li Beiting.

Some words gradually became a grudge in my heart, such as Gu Yan's questioning.

In front of Gu Yan, she was able to refute firmly, but her heart was shaken when facing Li Beiting.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself first. She was just a bodyguard from an ordinary family. He was the president of a top group that dominated the business world. Almost everyone was not optimistic about them.

Li Beiting liked her, maybe just because she was the only woman who would not cause him allergies.

Her mind turned seven or eight turns, but in fact it was only a few seconds.

"But, I want to give you an unforgettable wedding first and take our baby with you."

Li Beiting looked at her eyes and held her face with both hands, which was even hotter than before.

Song Yan's face turned red all of a sudden. Thinking of that scene, she whispered: "That would be ugly."

Li Beiting pondered for a moment and called the butler: "Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

The butler's expression froze for a moment, and then responded: "Okay."

Song Yan grabbed Li Beiting and his face became even more embarrassed: "Don't worry, the Civil Affairs Bureau has gotten off work, so there is no saying that wind is rain."

She seemed to have completely forgotten who was full of random thoughts and mentioned the marriage.

Li Beiting asked: "Then tomorrow?"

The housekeeper next to him: "The Civil Affairs Bureau will not go to work tomorrow weekend."

"Drink porridge first, I'm almost starving to death."

Song Yan broke away from Li Beiting and drank it directly with the bowl. Fortunately, there were bowls covering her, otherwise she would have wanted to get under the table.

Li Beiting's eyebrows and eyes were even more smiling: "I'm very happy."

"Hmm?" Song Yan swallowed the porridge and responded vaguely.

"You just urged you to get married, and I'm very happy."

Li Beiting was satisfied.

The porridge in Song Yan's mouth almost spurted out.

Is urging her to get married? Where did she urge her to get married? She just asks, asks!

She no longer dared to look at Li Beiting, and the hot temperature on her face was probably enough to boil eggs!

Li Beiting: "Next Monday, we will get the certificate."

If Song Yan hadn't urged her to get a marriage, he would have forgotten to get a marriage certificate. He had been preparing for a grand and unforgettable century wedding for Song Yan, and regarding this as the most important thing.

It was him who ignored Song Yan's thoughts, and fortunately Song Yan asked him.

If Gu Yan knew that his sow discord had become their urge to be, he would probably be so angry that he would jump.

"Um."

Song Yan's mind was no longer clear. She never expected to get this answer. She had made the worst plan.

That night passed by in a daze, and it seemed that the fireworks were always on the way in Song Yan's mind. This directly led to Song Yan's yawning and listless look when she woke up the next morning.

She almost half-closed her eyes, groped downstairs, ate a few bites of breakfast, and sat in the living room waiting for Li Beiting to go to work.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see Li Beiting coming down.

Song Yan asked the butler: "Where is Li Beiting?"

"The young master left early in the morning, so you can sleep for a while." The butler looked at her panda eyes and shook his head.

"good."

Mrs. Li looked at her and couldn't help scolding her: "When did you sleep last night? Don't you know how to take good care of yourself when you are pregnant? Staying up late is not good for your child. How can you teach your child by example in the future?"

"Yes, aunt."

Song Yan was so sleepy that Mrs. Li said that she really went into her left ear and came out of her right ear. Not to mention remembering what she was saying, she didn't even hear clearly, and she felt that someone was buzzing next to her.

However, she could tell at least that the person was Mrs. Li.

"You might as well go up and make up for your sleep, don't sit here stupidly."

Mrs. Li couldn't stand it and frowned.

"Yes, aunt."

Song Yan nodded and bowed in the direction of the air as if she was drunk.

Mrs. Li couldn't bear to bear it anymore and asked the servant to carry Song Yan on her back.

Song Yan lay on the bed and sighed: "Ah, the fireworks are finally set off."

After saying that, she fell asleep.

At noon, Mrs. Li wanted to ask her to get up for lunch, but seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, she didn't disturb her.

A knife-like mouth, a tofu heart. Mrs. Li is also a typical example.

Song Cheng came twice in the middle to see if his sister woke up. Later, he simply stayed in Song Yan's room and did not return to his room.

It happened that Qiao Muchen came to find him.

"You are so old, and you are still lying to your sister." Qiao Muchen said with disgust as soon as he pushed open the door.

"You can keep quiet! It made my sister go to bed."

Song Cheng glared at him.

Qiao Muchen was stunned and felt inexplicably familiar.

Tsk, this look was exactly the same as the day when he woke up by Song Cheng when he was drunk and was taken back to the hotel by Song Cheng. Song Yan made him "slightly" and even said something.

"It's time now, your sister has been possessed by the Sleeping God."

Qiao Muchen immediately turned into a very small voice, changed his mouth in an exaggerated manner, and said to Song Cheng.

"What does it have to do with you? You haven't been here for a week."

"Do you miss me?"

Qiao Muchen smiled ambiguously.

Song Cheng: "I miss your sister."

"Well... I do have a sister who looks pretty good. Say, when did you see me secretly on my back?"

"What are you doing?"

Song Cheng was too lazy to have a verbal fight with him. Before, he always thought that Qiao Muchen was mature and liked his maturity and stability. As a result, this guy was younger than him and often so naive.

"I miss you. I want to see you. I really want to."

Qiao Muchen has a serious expression and is affectionate.

“…I don’t miss you.”

Song Cheng was about to get goosebumps.

"Song Cheng, when will you change your problem of being right or wrong?" Qiao Muchen glanced at Song Cheng sideways and tempted Song Cheng very sincerely, "Didn't I tell you that you don't suppress your nature."

Song Cheng was unmoved at all and said leisurely: "My nature is to speak and behave in a wrong way."

Qiao Muchen glanced at Song Yan who was sleeping well and raised his voice a little bit: "I received an invitation letter, an interview invitation from the Knights Group, do you want to go?"

As he said that, Qiao Muchen handed him a very exquisite file bag.

At first glance, this Knight Group is very well-known, and a small invitation file bag contains four classic designs.

"My?" Song Cheng was a little unbelievable.

"Of course, do you think I can receive a letter from the Knight's invitation?"

Qiao Muchen looked arrogant.

"It's really not like it." Song Cheng affirmed mercilessly.

"I don't like it, okay? The best design kingdom in my heart is the Li Group."

Qiao Muchen said sincerely.
Chapter completed!