Jiang’s mother’s birthday was held in the old house of the Jiang family.

There are not many people invited, that is, some relatives and friends who often walk around.

Wei Yiming was riding in Jiang Cenran's car.

She wore a tender green strapless long skirt today, revealing her slender swan neck and charming right-angled shoulders, and wearing a very simple petal necklace on her delicate collarbone.

She is both energetic and perfectly outlines her graceful figure.

Jiang Cenran's eyes were thick, but the overflowing sound was a little light: "Why don't you wear the clothes I have someone prepared for you?"

Wei Yiming was slightly stunned by the unpredictable question, but he quickly replied dissatisfiedly: "I really don't agree with your aesthetics."

"What about yours?" Jiang Cenran's gaze intentionally or unintentionally swept over Wei Yiming's fair skin exposed to the air.

"This is the most normal style. Are you wearing tinted glasses?"

Jiang Cenran denied: "No. I just don't like it."

"It's not that you wear it, what does it matter whether you like it or not?"

Jiang Cenran: “…”

Seeing Jiang Cenran's breath-taking appearance being blocked by speech, Wei Yiming couldn't help but curl her lips, and pulled his fingertips, "Old and old."

Pei Chuyan in the front row almost couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Cenran wanted to pull out his fingers. Wei Yiming realized his intention and immediately blocked his way out. "It's very rude to shake off the little princess's hand. Think clearly about the consequences."

"What are the consequences?" Jiang Cenran's tone was a bit careless.

"You think about it yourself."

Jiang Cenran seemed to be coaxed by her obvious begging behavior, and her fingertips gently rubbed her, "Okay, I'm a little scared."

Pei Chuyan: "..." Good guy, I have to say that the little princess is so powerful, so she can grasp his wise and wise boss so simply.

Jiang Cenran's fingers were slightly cool, and he was very helpful for Wei Yiming's body that feared heat. After a while, she took the initiative to put her fair hand into his palm, and her tone was innocent: "Here I cool it down, I'm a little hot."

In this formal occasion, Jiang Cenran is wearing a shirt and suit. Although the material is thin, it is also two pieces of clothes. Why aren't you afraid of heat? Wei Yiming was inexplicably a little jealous.

On the other hand, even though she sat in a luxury car with air conditioning, she still felt the heat was wrapped around her.

Jiang Cenran has only heard of warming hands for people, but has never heard of them that can cool people down.

But the palm feels very comfortable and soft, just like her nickname.

Jiang Cenran's fingertips first slipped on her palm, then slowly stroked her slender fingers, and spoke with the flow: "I will meet my mother later, and I will urge you to get married."

"No problem, I will cooperate well."

Jiang Cenran was slightly stunned. He wanted to say no to worry, he would deal with it.

But Wei Yiming's suggestion seemed to be better, so he responded in a deep voice: "Yes."

Wei Yiming smiled at him, his eyebrows and eyes curled.

She knew very well how to make herself look innocent and beautiful.

As soon as Wei Yiming and Jiang Cenran stepped into the old house, they heard Jiang's mother's joyful voice: "Here's here."

What surprised Wei Yiming was that not only Jiang’s mother herself, but also her group of noble ladies.

Seeing Wei Yiming's face flashing with surprise, Jiang's mother was like a child who did something wrong, explaining in a muffled voice: "It was them who showed off their daughter-in-law and grandchildren to me, and I was so angry..."

Jiang Cenran rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, "Mom, can you be more mature?"

When Jiang's mother saw Jiang Cenran speak, she immediately became confident and taught him a lesson with her face: "Who made me unable to raise my head? Everyone here is qualified to say that I don't have any. You culprit, I'm worried that I won't have the chance to settle the score with you, you've delivered it to your door."

"Didn't you raise your head well?" Jiang Cenran said calmly.

"You little brat, you argue with the birthday boy in front of so many people-"

"Auntie." Wei Yiming interrupted softly, handed her the bracelet bidding at the auction to her, and pointed to Jiang Cenran beside her and spoke for him: "Brother Cenran is very considerate and goes to the auction to come and give it to you."

"Really?" Jiang's mother obviously didn't believe that Jiang Cenran could be so thoughtful.

"This is a real thing. I am also present at the auction. The couple are together. It seems that they are careful and are preparing to give you a gift for the two of them." A lady next to him joked.

Jiang's mother was overjoyed when she heard this and looked at Wei Yiming's hand again. It was just this gift.

Jiang Cenran: "Well, I gave it together. Do you like this gift? Mrs. Jiang."

"You have a little conscience." Jiang's mother said disgusted, but immediately took the gift happily, and then showed the gift to the sister group as if showing off. "My son and his future daughter-in-law gave it. This gift really won my heart."

It is said that the gift itself is the gift giver, you will know it at first.

"They have such a good relationship, it seems that we will have a wedding banquet soon." Another lady spoke.

Hearing this, Jiang's mother's smile became a little stiff, and her resentful gaze swept straight to Jiang Cenran.

Wei Yiming's fair hand reached into Jiang Cenran's arms, revealing the intimacy between the two invisibly. She smiled and said: "It's actually my problem. I've been delayed in studying abroad before. Now I'm back, and the marriage will be slowly put on the agenda. Brother Cenran is right?"

Jiang Cenran, who has always been serious in front of outsiders, rarely showed some emotions, "Well, I'm planning."

Jiang's mother was very dissatisfied with Jiang Cenran's attitude before. She said that he was not satisfied with the marriage, but she had never opposed it. Based on her understanding of him, she knew very well that no one could force him.

But if you want to say that he is satisfied, that indifferent attitude is simply annoying.

Although she wanted to try her best to promote them, she was not sweet in her forced melon. If she became a resentful person in the future, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

So if you have plans and be prepared to talk to them openly, if it really doesn't work, you will give up the engagement so as not to delay each other.

But judging from the current situation, her endless spark of stars began to burn again.

Jiang's mother grabbed Wei Yiming's fair hand and even comforted her tone: "We are not only beautiful, but also very sensible and considerate."

"Not that, I look like a porcelain doll. What I wear today is even more icing on the cake."

Wei Yiming raised an eyebrow at Jiang Cenran, as if saying, "Did you see it? Are you praising my clothes?"

Jiang Cenran sneered, but he didn't think the clothes looked good.

Jiang's mother suddenly asked a wife: "Will your husband's resort be trial operation next week?"

"yes."

"Send me the information and I'll let them go."

In front of Jiang Cenran and Wei Yiming, Jiang's mother did not avoid it at all, "It is the most sweet thing to mix before marriage. After marriage, it is not easy to enjoy the world of two people?"

Hearing this too in-depth topic, Wei Yiming's face turned slightly red, and his fingertips quietly pulled Jiang Cenran's hem, signaling him to find an opportunity to leave.

Jiang Cenran looked leisurely: "Listen to the birthday boy."

Jiang's mother was very satisfied with Jiang Cenran's attitude: "Then I will make the decision for you. Make time for me. If I put my pigeons, I will have some good fruits to eat."

"Know."

Wei Yiming turned his face, his big eyes, and he was confused.

Jiang Cenran pinched her tender face affectionately, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Let the birthday boy be happy."

*

During the banquet, Wei Yiming called Jiang Cenran to the back garden and handed him the information that Jiang's mother gave her, and her voice was a little dull: "I've seen it, I'll see the honeymoon package, you can find a way to refuse."

The back garden is much quieter and darker than the front hall. Jiang Cenran took advantage of the faint light and browsed the information, as Wei Yiming said, the honeymoon package.

Jiang Cenran: "You heard her say something just now. If I put pigeons, she will not spare me."

"Then you can just shirk it off and you shouldn't agree so easily." Wei Yiming was a little resentful.

"You want to make her unhappy on her birthday? You just didn't expect her to move so quickly."

"What should I do now?"

"I said I couldn't go, she would definitely be angry, if it were you-"

"I won't be a sarcastic person."

Jiang Cenran collected the information and summarized it lightly: "There is nothing to do, I can only go."

"Ah?" Wei Yiming was a little stunned.

"Do you have a more comprehensive approach?"

Wei Yiming shook his head, "I have a way, so I won't ask you to come out."

"Just travel together."

"Have you read the content? It's not an ordinary trip." Wei Yiming's tone was a little anxious.

When Jiang Cenran heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little joking. He lowered his body slightly, his thin lips approached Wei Yiming's auricles, and his voice was filled with a hint of silence: "What are you worried about?"

Wei Yiming subconsciously dodged, her curled eyelashes were like flapping wings, and she felt obviously at a loss. The overflowing sound was a little trembling: "I don't have one."

"My mother is so crazy. If she doesn't go on this trip, she will definitely doubt us, just pretending it is to dispel her doubts, huh?"

"Oh well."

"I'm listening to you, why don't you?"

Wei Yiming raised his face and blushed and explained: "No."
To be continued...