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Chapter 82: I Can't Get a Job Once I Marry

Song Yan didn't take his words to heart, and she slashed the rice in the bowl in two or three strokes.

Ye Jue suddenly remembered that Song Yan had been in foster care for five years in someone else's name. He had just arrived at Li Meina's house before. Seeing that Li Meina treated Song Yan so well, he thought that Song Yan lived in that family and would never consider them the other side.

Isn’t it all her hard work she has done in the past five years?

Ye Jue suddenly felt distressed. Seeing Song Yan packing the dishes, he quickly got up to help: "I'll pack up, you go to the hall to chat with my mother. After she gets home, she talks to you every day."

"Me?" Song Yan pointed to herself, then pointed to the bowls and chopsticks on the table: "You can do it?"

"I can do it."

"You are sure, if this bowl is broken, I should feel sorry for a grandma. " She raised her hand and continued to clean up.

Ye Jue grabbed her arm strongly, took away the bowl in her hand, stacked it onto another pile of bowls, and cleaned it up in an orderly manner.

"What can I do not know how to deal with it? When I was a child, my family was not rich. They were all from poor families. I was not a soldier who thought I was a great man after being a soldier for a few years. Go and rest. You are always busy in the kitchen in the morning." Ye Jue's voice was mellow and low. He was obviously very light and soft when he spoke, but he said slowly, but it made people feel very powerful and full of energy.

A big boy who looks cold and arrogant on the outside but doesn't like to laugh, has an indescribable tenderness in his bones.

What does he look like in the army?

Very curious.

"Okay, I'll go with Aunt Ye." Song Yan left the dining table.

Zhao Ranying went for lunch, and Song Jiang stayed to drink a little wine with Ye Minglang and talked about the events of the 1970s and 1980s.

Song Yan and Su Ying were chatting in the room, talking about Ye Jue’s naughty things when he was a child.

At about three o'clock, Ye Jue drove Ye Minglang and his wife home.

Before five o'clock, Ye Jue returned to Zhaixi.

He said he wanted to cook, so Song Yan helped him out next to him.

After dinner, Song Yan and Ye Jue walked around the road hand in hand.

Neither of them mentioned anything about Song Yimin, and they didn't want their beautiful mood to be ruined by this woman.

The sky gradually darkened, the hot day was blown away by the evening wind, and the air was not so boring.

Song Yan pulled his finger and walked slowly on the road. She lowered her head while walking, keeping her eyes on Ye Jue's steps.

Ye Jue suddenly stopped and pulled Song Yan into his arms, put his big palm on her head and asked, "Yan'er, are you still satisfied with what I arranged today?"

Song Yan grabbed the clothes on his waist, looked up at him, thought for a while, and asked, "Are you talking about setting up a wine venue, or did I get into Hudong Middle School?"

"All of them." Ye Jue cared about her feelings and thoughts the most.

If she had her own ideas, he would be willing to cooperate.

Song Yan lowered her head and pressed her head against his chest and said, "No, I'm very satisfied. There are not many days when you have recovered from the injury. After getting married, I'll just sign up by myself."

The prestigious school she longed for, she only attended one semester in her last life, but was persuaded to leave by Song Yimin for various reasons, and later left Songjia Village.

"I still have time to send you to school. I can't go to work as soon as I get married. I also have to arrange a place for you to live, not on campus."

"Then where will I live?" Song Yan glared and her face turned red...

Song Yan suddenly realized that after getting married, the two of them had to do something unspeakable together!

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