Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

He did not look at Zhan Yan at all. After cleaning up the kitchen, he carried her onto the living room's sofa.

"Wei …" He did not speak the entire time, and Zhan Yan's voice was stuck in his throat.

Ji Weiyang changed into a suit and stood at the entrance to change his shoes. Zhan Yan nestled on the sofa, looking at him anxiously, but she still couldn't help but say, "Weiyang, I'm going to the maternity exam today, could, can you accompany me there?"

Ji Weiyang's movements slightly paused, his expression still silent and cold. "I have two important meetings today, let mother and Du Xiaomo accompany you."

"Oh." Zhan Yan responded with a muffled voice, unavoidably disappointed. However, she still had to learn to be obedient and not interfere with his work.

She only wanted her little yan back