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20,20(1/2)

The Civil Affairs Bureau's random jokes about drama queens were brought here, which is really a very inappropriate place.

This man has no interest at all.

While Lin Chuying was cursing, she looked at Lu Yanlin and reminded: "Don't drive casually in broad daylight. I'm still underage."

Lu Yanlin remained unmoved.

Lin Chuying's voice softened a little: "What do you want to be called?"

Lu Yanlin said: "It is what it is."

Lin Chuying really wanted a "second uncle" to hit him in the face. It was not right for his seniority, so he had to change it now.

Of course, showing weakness is not an option in her dictionary.

Lin Chuying hummed: "Mr. Lu Yanlin? Yan Lin?"

Lu Yanlin's brows furrowed even more with each call.

Lin Chuying bent her crescent-moon eyes, her mood suddenly soared, and asked: "Which one do you like?"

Lu Yanlin's tone was calm: "As long as you like it."

"...?"

Why didn't you just say that she liked it?

Lin Chuying had a complicated look on her face. She looked at the man next to her seriously and loosened his collar, as if he was preparing to close his eyes and rest.

She stared at it for a few seconds, then suddenly approached him, climbed on his shoulder, and blew gently into his ear——

"husband."

The melodious and confusing voice drifted into the man's ears along with his breath.

Lu Yanlin raised his eyes, tilted his head, and his eyes fell on her smiling face. If he looked carefully, he could see a hint of cunning.

Lin Chuying blinked: "Does it sound good?"

Lu Yanlin smiled and her expression moved slightly: "Okay."

Lin Chuying snorted and pushed his shoulders away. After teasing for so long, she got such an answer, what a bitch.

She began to think about what would happen at night: "Everyone in your family is here tonight? And Lu Yao is also there? It seems that there is going to be a quarrel in your family."

Lu Yao had been so excited when he knew Lu Yanlin was getting engaged. If he knew that the little goblin was her, wouldn't he want to break the news?

But it’s quite fun to think about.

Lu Yanlin said: "It won't make any noise."

Lin Chuying had the feeling that he was like a patriarch, and she lit candles for Lu Yao: "Hey, after all, who knows that his sister has become an aunt, and she won't be able to accept it."

Although my aunt's voice doesn't sound pleasant.

Only then did Lin Chuying think of it. If Lu Yao kept calling her Second Aunt, she would feel as if she had been called several years older in vain.

"I don't want to hear him call me second aunt." She frowned.

"Why?" Lu Yanlin asked.

"Second Aunt suddenly sounds many years older." Lin Chuying was particularly stubborn about such things: "Is there a better title?"

Lu Yanlin drank wine with Lin Cun today, so the lingering scent of wine was still lingering around him, mixed with the original coolness of mint, which made people confused and fascinated.

His clothes were very formal. There were a few wrinkles when he just loosened the collar, but it didn't make him feel unsteady at all.

The wrist watch is exposed, covering the delicate wrist bones. The fingers are slender and the joints are clear. It is probably a pair of hands that all wristwatchers will fall in love with.

Lin Chuying lost her mind just looking at it.

"Chu Ying." Lu Yanlin called out.

"Ah?" Lin Chuying was confused.

She rarely heard Lu Yanlin call her name, but his voice was very pleasant, and she was a little distracted every time he called her.

"looks good?"

"..."

Lin Chuying looked at his hands and then at his face. His dark eyes fell on her face, as if he was asking a very ordinary question.

"looks good."

Lin Chuying admitted it readily.

She stretched out her hand to touch it and covered it in comparison. No matter how beautiful and long the white and slender hand was, it could not be bigger than a man's palm.

But they complement each other.

Lu Yanlin's hands were a little cold, and Lin Chuying turned them over and over as if she had a new toy, and he let her do whatever she wanted.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became calm.

Assistant Chen couldn't help but glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Miss Lin lowering her head and playing with her husband's hand happily, while his husband looked at her like this.

It's so harmonious.

"Mrs. Lu." Lu Yanlin suddenly called out.

"Call me that again?" Lin Chuying took a few seconds to get used to the new title and looked at him warily.

What else do you want to point out?

Lu Yanlin saw the look in her eyes, moved his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly: "You are very young."

He moved the hand held by Lin Chuying, and easily grasped the hand that was much smaller than his own in his palm.

Soft and boneless.

Lu Yanlin continued: "Don't worry."

The soft sound seemed to be heard only from the back seat.

Lin Chuying's heart trembled.

She had always known that he talked little and might ask dozens of words and get a few-word answer, but she didn't expect that he would comfort her like this.

It's barely a comfort.

Although she was thinking this, the corners of her lips curved up and she smiled at Lu Yanlin: "Thank you, husband."

Lu Yanlin said: "You're welcome."

His lip line was slightly raised.

Lu family.

Lu Yan called Lu Yao.

The other end of the phone was still noisy. Needless to say, there were a few dudes playing together again. He said with a sullen face: "Lu Yao! Come back for dinner tonight!"

Lu Yao groaned: "Why do you suddenly want me to go back?"

Lu Yan said: "Your second uncle is getting married today."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for half a minute, and then there was the sound of various bottles clashing, and then Lu Yao spoke: "Second uncle is getting married today?!"

Didn't you just get engaged?

Just got married?

Don't people usually get married after one or two years after getting engaged? Why did the second uncle act so fast? It's only been a month or two, right?

Lu Yao felt that his brain was not enough.

"Remember not to be late tonight. Your second uncle and the others will have dinner at home. If I don't see you, don't blame me for being cruel."

Lu Yan's method towards her son was very simple and rude, that is, to cut off his pocket money directly. How could this son not take over the company by himself?

"I'll come back!"

Lu Yao quickly shouted that he must go back to see who his second aunt was.

After hanging up the phone, he stood there and shouted for a long time, startling the other people in the box.

Lu Yao took his mobile phone and walked out of the door in a hurry. He only had time to say: "You can play as you like. I'm going home now. I'll play again when I have time."

The Lu family's old house has existed in Shengcheng for a long time. There is a big difference between a century-old family and a new star. There are countless people who want to join it.

Lin Chuying hasn't been here in the old house for a while.

She went there once when she returned to China two months ago and had a meal. Later, she was too busy at the company and didn't go.

She used to go there often when she was little.

After entering the door, the car followed the road next to it, passing by the complicated gardens and elegant fountains, and then entered the inside.

After getting off the car, Lu Yanlin whispered: "Go back to the company."

Assistant Chen nodded and left.

His and Qiao Guo's jobs are somewhat similar, but there are differences. In general, both of them work for the Lin family.

Lin Chuying and Lu Yanlin went in together.

Today, the Lu family is all here, unlike the Lin family, where there are not many people, and Lin Chuying's mother's natal family and the Lin family have not been in contact with each other for a long time, so lunch is very simple.

Lu Kexin sat there, still feeling puzzled: "I don't know how Yan Lin and Chu Ying were destined to come together."

Mainly because it's too weird.

Lin Chuying came to the Lu family quite often and met Lu Yanlin a few times here and there, but she never felt familiar at all before.

The marriage was a bit sudden.
To be continued...
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