Wei yang

A month into the marriage, Yan Zao was labeled a mistress and faced online attacks and verbal abuse in reality, she calmly walked up to Lan Mu, "Whether you love me or not doesn't matter, what matters is that I care about my reputation. You have a confidante, then I'll find myself ten dark knights."

The next day, all the news about Lan Mu having another love disappeared.

Two months after the wedding, when her in-laws pushed for a divorce, Yan Zao pulled out the prenuptial agreement in front of Lan Mu, "I'm fine with divorce, but I won't give back a single cent of the money."

Lan Mu, "Then we can't get a divorce."

Several months after the wedding, when the agreement expired, Yan Zao packed up to leave and was blocked by the man at the door, "I've been receiving your love letters since the ninth grade, how come I haven't gotten one up till now?"

#The happiest thing in life is to find out the person you have a crush on has also been silently watching over you#

Marry Me, Now！

Fu Qinwen's lively figure gradually became a distant silhouette, and Wen Jing retracted her gaze, smiling as she asked Yan Zao, "Should we replace the best man with Xiaojing?"


She smiled, already having made plans in her heart.


Wen Jing, however, failed to notice what Yan Zao was thinking and made a tentative guess, "I feel like Wenwen might like Xiaojing?"


A smile like that of a proud aunt spread across her face.


Wasn't such an obvious thing discernible without needing to feel it for so long?


The first snow of the year in Suzhou came neither early nor late, with the heater in the house set to a particularly comfortable temperature. Wen Jing sat on a fluffy rug, leaning on Zhou Sicheng's arm, and watched the falling snow outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.


There were only two days left until their wedding.


Chapter 775 Uncle, Please Let Me Go_1