In the next hour, Ai Wen and Chen Yanzi discussed many details about their marriage in the bargaining tone of a small businessman. For example, how to distribute the property, arrange the wedding hotel, and when to meet the parents...

These days, some people get married based on their parents' orders and the matchmaker's advice, while others get married like Ivan, with the two of them sitting and chatting about the details. Anyway, Ivan has been the kind of person who doesn't follow the usual path since he was a child, and he seldom follows the rules.

Do it.

Marriage is not so solemn and sacred in Aiwen's heart. So what if you get married? Are there too few people who exchange their red books for green ones? If you can, get married, and if you can't, divorce! Don't be afraid of divorce. As long as you are good enough, you are still afraid of not being able to find one.

The other half?

Chen Yanzi suddenly asked emotionally: "After you get married, will you still be as wild as you are now?"

Ivan thought about it: "Probably not...Although I don't like getting married, marriage is protected by law after all. Before getting married, I could have as much fun as I wanted. This is my personal problem. But after getting married,

We are two people...I will ask for your permission before going out, or I will take you to go out together..."

"Where are your ex-girlfriends?" Chen Yanzi asked.

Alvin said seriously: "Did I tell you that I have many ex-girlfriends?"

"Xiaolin told me..." Chen Yanzi said.

Alvin scratched his head: "Okay... I wouldn't have bragged to the children if I had known it. You don't have to worry about my ex-girlfriend. After we broke up, I either never contact her again, or we forget about her and we are just ordinary friends."

By the way, you don’t have an ex-boyfriend or anything?”

"If I were to tell you, would you believe me?" Chen Yanzi asked.

"It's not your first time that day..." Ai Wen asked quietly.

Chen Xiaolin was speechless: "Actually, that was the first time... It's just that I'm a dance student, so my legs are extremely stretched... It's normal for it to break."

Alvin was shocked: "Sisters, don't make trouble...you haven't had a relationship in four years of college?"

"I graduated from the Imperial Dance Academy - have you ever seen men who study dance? For example, Latin dance? They are weaker than us girls... I am not a cheerleader, why should I find a sister to fall in love with?"

Chen Yanzi explained.

"What about after graduation? No one chases a beautiful woman like you?" Ivan continued to express shock. How normal is it for girls to have an ex-boyfriend these days?

Chen Yanzi said softly: "Of course there are, and there are many - but I didn't like them. I like people who can bring me a sense of security...such as...you..."

Ai Wen scratched his head: "Then it won't be the first time we meet..."

"For you, this is the first time that you and I have met. But I started paying attention to you very early...Teacher Ai Wen..." Chen Yanzi said mysteriously: "Q City says it's not big, it's not small.

.I actually know your gym owner, and she shows you off in various places every week - I think it's hard not to see you."

"So you have had plans for me for a long time?" Aiwen asked dryly. He always felt like he was the sheep that fell into the tiger's mouth.

Chen Yanzi smiled: "Why do you say it so harshly? I just have a good impression... But I only believed in fate when I knew Xiaolin's class teacher was you."

"Fate..." Alvin was embarrassed: "What about the dance teacher?"

"I volunteered to let my eldest brother and sister-in-law recommend me to you - and the price is low, two hundred per hour. After discussion, we can get a half discount." Chen Xiaolin said with a smile: "You can't even hire a dance student from the normal university for this price.

Believe it or not, someone is talking to you? If you want to hire a dance teacher of my level, you can’t get in for less than a thousand dollars an hour."

"Since ancient times, true love cannot be retained, only routines can move people's hearts..." Ai Wen sighed. He thought he was the one taking the initiative, but he never expected that he would be the fish that was caught!

Ivan asked helplessly: "You don't understand me, what if you trust someone else?"

"It's not easy to meet someone I like after so many years. I must catch it! Do you think I have such low expectations?" Chen Yanzi asked.

Ai Wen nodded: "You must have very good vision. You have discovered such a high-quality sportsman like me."

"So you come home with me tomorrow... My family is also crazy about getting married. And you also know my eldest brother and sister-in-law. The profession of teacher will definitely be a plus in my family." Chen Yanzi said.

Ai Wen smiled bitterly: "Cheng... Anyway, this is not the first time to meet my parents..."

"Have you ever had the experience of meeting your parents before?" Chen Yanzi asked curiously.

Alvin affirmed: "Several times..."

"Then why did they break up in the end?" Chen Yanzi asked.

"The personalities are inconsistent, the living habits are in conflict, the three views are inconsistent..." Aiwen Bara pointed his finger.

"What if we have different personalities, conflicting habits, and inconsistent views?" Chen Yanzi asked.

Alvin chuckled: "No...no..."

"Why are you so scared when I hear your laughter?" Chen Yanzi could hear the unknown meaning in Alvin's laughter through the phone.

"If these problems arise after you get married, I will try my best to help you adjust your personality, manage your habits, and change your outlook. Don't forget, I am a teacher!" Ai Wen threatened in a sinister tone.

Chen Yanzi curled her lips: "I believe you! You bad old man is so bad! No wonder Xiaolin always calls you Alvin, old thief, you are a real thief!"

"If Xiaolin learns that her head teacher has become her uncle, how many MMPs will she have in her heart?" Ai Wen thought divergently.

Chen Yanzi burst into laughter, her miserable niece - the next three years will not be easy!

"It's getting late, let's rest... I'll pick you up tomorrow and then go to Yida to buy some gifts for you." Aiwen was about to close the line. If we continue chatting like this, it will be daybreak. And he vaguely saw his parents.

It was a good opportunity to open the bedroom door - the old couple must be lying by the door and eavesdropping!

After putting down the phone, Ivan took off his vest. At this time, Lao Ai walked out of the bedroom with a yawn on his head and asked: "Is the deal settled?"

"Oh no...why are you so gossipy?" Ivan asked helplessly.

Lao Ai kicked Alvin in the butt: "How can you call it gossip if you care about your son's life-long affairs? Who is the girl? How old? How tall? What education? What job? What do you do at home? When did we meet? When

marry?"

Ai Wen's head was buzzing and he was confused: "Dad! Let's talk about it later. My son is low in energy, weak in energy, and in a daze... You should ask Yan Zi yourself these questions of yours! By the way, give me some tomorrow.

Money...you can’t go empty-handed when my uncle comes to visit, right?”

"Where's your monthly rent of 200,000 yuan? Did you spend all of it?" Lao Ai was shocked: "You loser!"

"Let me do the math for you...Being a teacher requires spending money to buy various prizes, right? I lent tens of thousands of yuan to my friends to buy a house as a down payment...I also bought a car for more than 200,000 yuan...

I invested nearly 1 million in a few buddies' business ventures." Aiwen Bala pointed his finger and said: "More than 200,000 per month is a lot, but you have to see how you spend it! The money spent on myself is not the same.

Not much... Look at my vest, I got it from wholesale in the Clothing World when I just graduated! If I were a rich second generation, I would have changed it to CK pants and Armani vest..." Ivan looked serious.

The ground weeps in despair.

Lao Ai waved his hand as if to shoo away flies: "I'll give you up to two million! This money can be regarded as your wedding expenses! Anyway, you have already bought the car and I have given you the house. Two million is enough for anything.

What a beautiful wedding.”

Ai Wenheheyile: "Thank you, dad!"

It’s not easy to get two million! This is a few tenths of Lao Ai’s monthly income! Huh? Isn’t this on the same level as ordinary people’s pocket money? Working-class people earn several thousand a month, each

Give your children more than 100 yuan of pocket money every month... Lao Ai's family earns tens of millions a month, so giving your children 1 million a month is not too much, right?
Chapter completed!