Chapter 113: Broken sleeve addiction

It was rare for someone to talk with her, and Mother Lu was overjoyed, and chatted with Zhang Ruyi, "Ruyi, who else is there in your family?"

When two families got married, they had to inquire about each other's family circumstances. Mother Lu didn't know Zhang Ruyi at all.

"My mother died long ago. I am the only daughter in the family now. However, my father married a stepmother again."

Zhang Ruyi didn't hide anything, what she said was all the truth, but her identity was a little concealed.

"In the future, we will come to visit often, and our family's father, A Yuan, is not so early."

Lu's mother worked hard to raise Lu Yuanqing alone, and only she knew the bitterness of it. She also considered remarrying when she was young, but she was not a real father, so how could she treat her son well.

She sympathized with Zhang Ruyi very much, thinking about coming to the door to propose marriage as soon as possible, and she would definitely treat her daughter-in-law well when she married her in the future.

During the chat, there was movement in the courtyard. Seeing that Zhang Ruyi was being dragged and unable to get away, Li Haitang volunteered to peep.

On the courtyard wall, Lan Yi froze, looking like a ghost, motionless, and his posture was ridiculous.

"Shh, I'll go up and have a look."

Li Haitang stepped on a stool and leaned against the wall. In the next courtyard, a farewell play was being staged.

Zeng Yan is a martial artist, logically speaking, he would definitely be able to find out if someone was peeping, but just after drinking, he was dizzy and depressed, so he just ignored it.

"Zeng Yan, you said that you would not marry a wife, but only stay with me for the rest of your life!"

Behind Zeng Yan, stood a...man in pure white underwear?

Li Haitang rubbed her eyes, her chest was flat, and the shape of her bones made sure she wasn't disguised as a man. As a doctor, she still has this vision.

Lan Yi kept his jaw dislocated, looking straight down.

The man in the white shirt was thin and shivering, his hair was disheveled, his underwear was open, revealing Ruyu's skin with suspicious red marks on it.

Plant strawberries, plant strawberries! Could it be that Zeng Yan's delay in getting married is because he has a habit of breaking his sleeves? I don't know how they play, who gets on and who gets off.

"Frost, you know what I mean!"

Zeng Yan came back to his senses, and hugged the man named Hanshuang into his arms, one tall and one short, one black and one white, embracing each other in the small yard surrounded by snow, surprisingly harmonious.

"What's the use of knowing, you still want to marry a wife and have children after all."

Frost's brows and eyes were weeping, heartbroken. Zeng Yan is the son of the Lucheng defender, the son of a high family, but what is he? A low-level actor who doesn't even have a name of his own.

Frost is his stage name, which was what the class master used to call him, and it continues to this day.

Five years ago, at a banquet in Zeng's mansion, Hanshuang followed the troupe on stage, and hit it off with Zeng Yan at first sight.

At that time, he was still young and didn't understand the special emotions between men, so he didn't think about anything.

Slowly, as the two of them got in touch, they discovered that each other was someone they couldn't let go of. In this way, he was hired by Zeng Yan, and in order to keep it secret, he changed places for more than half a year.

For him, Zeng Yan has always refused to marry a wife, but he was the only one in the Zeng family, and Mrs. Zeng refused. After discovering the secret of the two, she threatened to beat Hanshuang to death and throw her into a random grave.

"You know I only have you in my heart, and getting married is just a display."

Zeng Yan's eyes turned cold, he was naturally indifferent to women, like that Zhang Ruyi, like the bandits, he knew how to rob people at such a young age, it can be seen how the Zhang family's family education is.

Anyway, it's impossible for his wife to get rid of her body, so let's stay alone in the vacant room for all the days to come!

The wedding night examination failed, and he was going to find someone else to replace him. In short, he would not betray Frost.

"But…"

But in this way, wouldn't Zeng Yan's wife be harmed? Frost is kind, can't bear it, and hates that she is not a woman, so she can enter the gate of Zeng Mansion, even if she is a concubine or a housemaid, she is willing to be anonymous, as long as she can be with him!

"What kind of wife do you want to marry?"

Frost was silent, Zeng Yan got married, and the right family was the first priority, so he didn't know which daughter in Lucheng to marry as his wife.

Here, when the two talked about the critical moment, Zhang Ruyi was finally relieved, changed into blue clothes and went into the house to enjoy the fire. She leaned on the wall and watched the excitement with relish.

"Zhang Ruyi, I will marry her."

Zeng Yan squinted his eyes, he knew that whoever married him would be unlucky, so he naturally wanted to find someone with a good personality, that Ruyi Zhang was ugly, it was her luck to enter Zeng's mansion.

"Han Shuang, don't worry, Zhang Ruyi is a two hundred and five, you don't have to treat her like a dish!"

In the courtyard, the two hugged each other again, you and me, Zeng Yan originally wanted to leave, but when he saw Hanshuang's bright red mouth, he hesitated to speak, so he bowed his head and closed it.

Li Haitang was not in the mood to watch the kiss between the two as if no one was around. She glanced at Zhang Ruyi who was following up.

"So that's how it is."

Being ridiculed by Zeng Yan, Zhang Ruyi was not angry, her eyes were deep and she could not see any emotion.

"Ruyi, what are you going to do?"

Fortunately, I ran into this scene when I went out today, otherwise Zeng's family proposed marriage, Zhang Ruyi was overjoyed, without any precautions, and the marriage would be a tragedy.

No matter how bad her life is, she has to swallow her anger for the sake of the Zhang family and the Zeng family's face.

Li Haitang suddenly felt that ordinary people are also good. In terms of marriage, she can choose by herself.

"What a Zeng Yan, the idea is on my aunt's head!"

Zhang Ruyi smiled instead of anger. It's kind of interesting. She has always been strong when she encounters the strong. Ever since she met Li Haitang, she was taught to be black-bellied.

Since Zeng Yan plotted against her, then she is not a persimmon, and she must teach that guy a profound lesson!

"Hmph, let's go in and drink chicken soup, and we'll leave after Zeng Yan leaves."

Zhang Ruyi snorted coldly, and then let Zeng Yan bear her anger, she wanted him to know that offending Aunt Zhang would end worse than marrying her!

"What kind of metaphor are you talking about!"

Li Haitang had black lines on his face. Zeng Yan said that women are domineering, so he doesn't like women, and even strongly dislikes them. She suspects that Zhang Ruyi's incident of grabbing the windmill left a shadow on the unlucky Mr. Zeng's young mind.

"Miss, shall we still buy gifts?"

It took a long time for Lan Yi to react as if struck by lightning. She didn't dare to look into her young lady's eyes, and asked tremblingly.

"Congratulatory gift? What do you give me, how about the **** pictures of men and women?"

Zhang Ruyi patted the dust off her body and spent a copper coin for the Zeng family. She would have been heartbroken for a long time, and she really owed them! Family scum!

After accepting Lu's mother's warm hospitality, the three of them patted their buttocks and left. Lu Yuanqing sent them to the door, looking at the package in Lanyi's hand, his eyelids twitched.

It was a red bean paste bun specially made by his mother. There was only a little white flour in the house, and all of them were robbed, and none of them were left for him!

That's fine, the sad thing is, ever since he entered the door, he watched the bean paste wrapped in Zhang Ruyi's stomach, and he didn't even eat a scum! Seeing that the food was getting farther and farther away from him, Lu Yuanqing's face was black, and he hoped that these people would disappear from his sight and never see each other again, then he would be thankful!