Before he said anything, Sheng Yang had already guessed it.
Yi Juncheng smiled. “How smart.”
“…” Sheng Yang paused. “Fang Duo will be back soon. You can leave first.”
“Don’t worry.” Yi Juncheng smiled lazily. “She won’t come back.”
“…Your words sound scary.”
He knelt down and cupped her little face in his hands. “You should pay more attention to me now.”
Her skin was good to begin with, like a mixture of white porcelain and jade. It emitted a lustrous glow, and her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be filled with water. Her lips were red, and her teeth were white. She was indescribably beautiful.
“I can’t help it.” He begged her like a child. Sheng Yang rubbed his nose. She finally knew why the elders couldn’t resist him.
“Be good…” She tried to coax him.
Mr. Yi squatted down and looked up at her. His long legs were wrapped in a pair of trousers, and he had nowhere to put them. He corrected her meticulously, “Call me ‘Hubby’.”
“Be good…” Sheng Yang’s face turned red. “…Hubby.”
Yi Juncheng curved his lips. “Yangyang, you’re omnipotent, but it turns out that there are things you’re slow to learn.”
Sheng Yang’s expression instantly changed. Chinese women were competitive. “Good Hubby.”
“This is a little too emotionless.”
Sheng Yang’s cheeks puffed up. “Good Hubby.”
“It’s still lacking emotions just a little.” Yi Juncheng made a gesture.
“Good Hubby.”
“Yes.” When the man replied, he seemed to enjoy it very much. There was pleasure in his low voice.
“…” Sheng Yang knew that she had been tricked by him for nothing, but she still called out willingly. Anyway, she wouldn’t lose anything, but if she admitted defeat, she would lose a lot.
She lowered her head. “Yi Juncheng, I think getting married is like a scam.”
Yi Juncheng panicked and quickly reached out to hold her hand. “Yangyang, are you regretting it?”
“No.” Sheng Yang saw his surprise and smiled.
Wasn’t he amused by her just now?
She was just returning the favor.
Yi Juncheng instantly understood, but his heart hadn’t calmed. He even looked a little serious. “Yangyang, it’s okay if you want to escape from marriage. Just let me know and we’ll escape together.”
Sheng Yang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She glanced at the clock on the wall, lowered her head, and kissed Mr. Yi’s cheek. “Alright, my Mr. Yi, it’s about time. Wait obediently.”
“It’s not enough.” Yi Juncheng was still unsatisfied. He couldn’t help it. Of course, he couldn’t take things too far, but he could still give her a little sweetness, right?
Sheng Yang’s fingers caressed her lips. Her makeup artist said that her lips were beautiful, so it took her a long time to paint them.
Doing that kind of stuff wouldn’t be appropriate, right? It would increase the makeup artist’s workload.
Hence, she coaxed Yi Juncheng. “But you’ll end up smearing my lipstick—”
**
Fang Duo came back and immediately saw Sheng Yang’s lips. “Excuse me, did you put too much lipstick on Yangyang?”
Sheng Yang: “…”
She subconsciously touched her lips. ‘Yi Juncheng, what have you done?’
The makeup artist came back and stared at Sheng Yang suspiciously.
Although this was different from what she had done just now, why did her lips look even more beautiful than before? It was as if she had been bullied. She looked especially beautiful.
Before the wedding march was played, Ming Qi was crying. “Why is she getting married? She’s snatched away just like that.”
He had always treated Sheng Yang like his daughter. How could he feel good now?
“It’s natural for their relationship to develop.” Feng Yan finished his glass of wine in one gulp and advised.
“It’s easier said than done. How can you not feel sorry for Little Yangyang?” Ming Qi whined.
Only the soft and cute Dennis still shook his head in a mature manner. Feng Yan was clearly the most uncomfortable person here, okay?
Ming Qi was still as stupid as ever.
The moment the march was played, everyone looked in the same direction…
