This sentence is definitely not the saying of Zhan Nanye to please Si Lian.

In his concept, either if you don’t get married, you must be kind to your wife when you get married. Of course, you must like your wife and only like your wife.

Si Lian saw these words in his eyes and warmed them in his heart. His fingertips quickly ticked them back to the words Hangchuan, [I will only like my husband!]

She didn't think about why Hang Chuan made girls so happy, nor did she think about whether he was coaxing girls outside every day. She thought that Hang Chuan had given her that she had to respond to him, and this should be the way for couples to get along.

These words similar to confession were sent out. Si Lian always felt that someone was staring at her, and that gaze made people feel particularly oppressive. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he would hit Zhan Nanye's gaze.

He looked at her steadily, and the two eyes under the silver-rimmed glasses frame were as deep as the bottomless abyss, as if she would be sucked in by him after she looked at her for a few more times.

Si Lian wanted to look away, but for some reason he couldn't take it away. The eyes of the two of them were just entangled in the air.

She saw Zhan Nanye open his mouth, as if she wanted to say something, and finally she only said two words in a hoarse voice, "Si Lian"

She had heard him call these two words many times, but this time it still sounded nice when he said it from his mouth, and it seemed that there was a little more distinction.

Si Lian guessed that he must be his wife's name, but he heard him say quietly, "Si Lian, thank you!"

Thanks for believing him!

Thanks for her response!

Si Lian was confused, "Mr. Zhan, what did you suddenly thank me for?"

He didn't speak anymore, but his eyes became more aggressive when he looked at her, as if she was the prey he liked and would never escape from his palm.

Such aggressive eyes made Si Lian feel scared. She looked away in panic and looked at the chat box with Hang Chuan on her phone again.

A new message from Hangchuan was lying on the screen of the mobile phone, [Si Lian, let's celebrate New Year's Eve together next year.]

Si Lian,【Okay.】

The word "good" is not only a character returned to Hangchuan.

She also spoke, her voice soft and glutinous, just like a nice note, and turned to Zhan Nanye's ears, hitting his heart, causing the heart in his chest to beat rapidly without control.

In a trance, he remembered the scene of his grandmother pretending to be sick and forcing him to get married two years ago.

Grandma lay on the hospital bed, covering her chest and said weakly, "Aye, Grandma is old and can't live for a few years. Her biggest wish before leaving this world was to watch you get married and have children. Cough cough cough."

He knew that the old man pretended to be sick, but he couldn't bear to expose her, "Grandma, do you have the right person?"

The old lady nodded repeatedly, "Yeyouyouyou, her name is Si Lian, and she is the granddaughter of an old friend of mine. Xiaolian is a smart child and looks good."
Chapter completed!