Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 1239 Xia Xia's wedding is scheduled for July

  Xi’s parents are actually very open-minded. Even if his father guessed that Zong Zhan had a background, he did not greet them flatly.

  He looked at Shi Luo, and spoke solemnly, “Xiao Luo, marriage is a big deal. Your mother and I respect your opinion.”

  For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on Shi Luo.

  She didn't answer in a hurry, but lowered her eyes to look at Zong Zhan's suddenly tight fingers.

  He was waiting for her, and he was also nervous.

  Siluo smirked and scratched the back of Xia Zong Zhan’s hand with her nails, and said neatly, "I agree."

  In this way, Shi Luo married herself.

   Married to a man she chose herself, to a love she had never believed in.

  Si Luo and Zong Zhan stayed in the British Emperor for half a month. In addition to staying with their parents, they also prepared relevant materials for changing their nationality.

  In mid-May, the two embarked on a plane returning home.

  Xi’s parents reluctantly bid farewell and told them to finalize the details of the wedding as soon as possible.

  ……

  Dijing, Zongjia.

  Zong Hesong clapped his thighs and laughed from ear to ear, "Xiao Xi, are you tired from flying? Go to rest when you are tired, don’t look out."

   "Not tired, I can play mahjong eight times with you."

  Zong Hesong smiled unabated, not satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

  Not long after, Shi Luo went to the bathroom, and Zong Hesong quickly told Liang Wanhua, “You call Xiaoyue, and tomorrow is just the weekend, so that she and Li Jun will come back. Let’s have a meal with the whole family.”

   "Okay, Dad."

  After that, Zong Hesong asked the housekeeper Lao Chen to choose a good day for marriage.

  I was afraid that the daughter-in-law who got it ran away.

  The big old house of the Zong family, from this day on, you can hear the hearty and happy laugh of the old man Zong anytime and anywhere.

  At ten o'clock in the night, Shi Luo lay on the bed lazily, a bit tired between her eyebrows.

  Zong Zhan opened the bathroom door, walked to the woman gradually, stroked her head and asked, "Tired?"

   Silo didn't say a word, her eyelids drooping unconsciously.

  Zong Zhan sat down sideways and pinched the back of her neck.

   "Do you know when you were the most charming?" Silo buried her face in her arms, her voice dull.

"Appreciate further details."

   Shi Luo tilted her head, "When not talking."

  Zong Zhan gave a short laugh, and took her shoulders to his arms, "So disgusting with me?"

  Siluo’s head rested on the man’s strong arms, looking up at the handsome face under the light, “Zong Zhan, you really want to marry me?”

   "Why? Afraid that I regret the marriage or do you want to escape?"

Shi Luo poked his cheeks, "I have many shortcomings, and I am not as gentle as your niece. After marriage, if you suddenly find that I am not a qualified wife, don't hide it and tell me directly so that we can be better off. Get together."

  Zong Zhan: "..."

  He licked his cheeks, and a cold light appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

"Just in case." Xi Luo sat up lazily from his arms, "Everyone does not get married for divorce, but the divorce rate is generally increasing. We have not been together for a long time. Some things are still It’s better to speak clearly."

  "Are you planning to sign a prenuptial agreement next?"

   Silo raised her eyebrows, "Can you guess this?"

  Zong Zhan replied in silence, although he did not speak, but the cold outline already revealed a bit of unpleasantness.

  After a while, he clamped the woman's jaw and solemnly asked: "You can marry me with peace of mind after signing the agreement?"

"You can marry you without signing." Silo rubbed his finger with his chin. "The agreement is not the point. I just want you to know that I can't be the kind of good wife and mother that men like. My career and family are in my mind. The treatment here is the same, I cannot give up my career for the sake of my family."

  She is not short of money and can support herself even as a housewife.

  But she will lose value.

  Working hard for the family day after day, in the end she can only become a yellow face woman who silently pays.

  Siluo is very sensible. She clearly knows that the sweet words of a man before marriage cannot withstand the waste of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

  Because the end of love is the family relationship of mutual dependence.

  At this time, Zong Zhan carefully examined Shi Luo's expression, and did not see the regret or hesitation he thought.

The man curled his thin lips, and his voice cleared her concerns: "Silo, I know what kind of woman you are better than you. If I want a good wife and mother, I will get married 800 years ago. Can't wait for you to meet me.

  As for career, whether we are married or in love, you can do whatever you want. I want to marry you when I get married, not to restrain you. Don't worry? "

   Silo fixedly stared at the man, and after three seconds, he fell into his arms contentedly, "Well, then go to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

  Zongzhan smiled and rubbed her head, "Don't take a shower?"

  The woman acted like a baby in his arms, "Tired and sleepy, unable to walk."

   "Lie down, I'll take a towel and wipe it for you."

   Shi Luo turned over and lay on the bed, and deliberately asked: "Is it right? Will it trouble you too much?"

  Zong Zhan looked at her slantingly, and smiled maliciously: "No trouble, I like to do physical work."

   Silo: "???"

  The atmosphere is a bit wrong.

  Later, Zong Zhan did rub her body with a hot towel. Not only that, but he also massaged her whole body very thoughtfully.

  So that when Silo was drowsy, the man dimmed the lights in the bedroom, leaned over and pressed on her, "Baby, it's time for you to take care of my feelings."

   Xi Luo narrowed his fox's eyes and blocked her red lips before she could refuse.

  Perhaps Zong Zhan has many shortcomings, but he has a fatal advantage, that is, he pampers her with infinite tolerance.

  If you can live like this for a lifetime, it’s actually not bad.

  ……

  The next day, Zong Yue and Li Jun arrived in the Imperial Capital.

  Zong Yue, who has been pregnant for more than three months, is still slender and has no sign of her belly.

  Zong Yue calmly accepted the fact that Shi Luo was about to become her third aunt.

  Because everything has long been traced.

   Near noon, the men are sitting in the tea room and chatting, Zong Yue and his mother Liang Wanhua and Xi Luo are discussing the wedding.

   "Should I return to the British Emperor to hold a show then?"

  Liang Wanhua and Siluo are not too familiar, but they are about to become wives. She also helps out as much as possible.

  Hearing the sound, Zong Yue nodded in agreement, "I want it, I have two marriages with Brother Jun."

   Shi Luo pulled her lips, "One time will do, two times are too troublesome."

  Zong Yue and Liang Wanhua looked at each other vaguely, and did not dare to say too much. Zong Yue asked, "Is the wedding date set?"

   "Lao Chen chose a few days yesterday, six, seven or three months, depending on what the old man meant."

  Zong Yue didn’t know what he thought of, and muttered, “In July, there may be conflicts at the wedding.”

   "What conflict?" Liang Wanhua and Siluo looked sideways at the same time.

  Zong Yue scratched her head, “I heard Qiaoqiao mentioned a while ago that the wedding of Xia Xia and Mr. Yun seems to be set for July.”

  6000, ask for a ticket~

  (End of this chapter)