Outright Favoritism Chapter 1239: : Xia Xia’s wedding is scheduled for July

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The Xi family’s parents are actually very open-minded, even if their father guessed that Zong Zhan had a background, they did not flatter them.

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

For a while, everyone's eyes were on Silo's body.

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 was also nervous.

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

In this way, Shi Luo married herself personally.

Married to a man of her own choosing, to a love she had never believed in.

Si Luo and Zong Zhan stayed in Imperial Capital for half a month. In addition to staying with their parents, they also prepared materials related to the transfer of nationality.

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

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

……

Emperor Capital, Zong Family.

Zong Hesong slapped 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 away."

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

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

Not long after, Siluo went to the bathroom, and Zong Hesong quickly told Liang Wanhua, "You give Xiaoyue a call, it will be the weekend tomorrow, let her and Li Jun take time to come back, and our family will have a meal."

"Okay, Dad."

Afterwards, 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.

From this day on in the huge old house of the Zong family, you can hear the hearty and happy laugh of the old man Zong anytime and anywhere.

At ten o'clock in the night, Silo lay on the bed lazily, with a look of fatigue between her eyebrows and eyes.

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

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

Zong Zhan sat down sideways and pinched the back of her neck, "If I am tired, I can do it, and I will suffer for myself."

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

"I would like to hear the details."

Siluo tilted her head, "When not talking."

Zong Zhan gave a short laugh, broke her shoulders and hugged her into his arms, "So disgusting with me?"

Si Luo's head rests on the man's strong arms, looking up at the handsome face under the light, "Zong Zhan, do you really want to marry me?"

"Why? I'm afraid I regret the marriage or do you want to escape the marriage?"

Siluo poked his cheeks, "I have many shortcomings, and I am not as gentle as your niece. If you suddenly find that I am not a qualified wife after marriage, don't hide it and tell me directly. The two can get together and get together."

Zong Zhan: "..."

He licked his cheeks, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "I'm thinking about getting together before getting married?"

"Just in case." Silo sat up lazily from his arms, "Everyone does not get married for divorce, but the divorce rate has generally increased, and we have not really been together for a long time. It’s better to make some things clear."

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

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

Zong Zhan replied in silence. Although he didn't speak, his cold outline already revealed a bit of unpleasantness.

After a while, he clamped the woman's jaw and asked solemnly: "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. "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. I treat my family equally, and I can’t give up my career for the sake of my family."

She is not short of money and can be self-sufficient 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-faced woman who pays silently.

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

Because the end of love is the affection 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 licked his thin lips, and his voice strongly dispelled her worries: "Silo, I know what kind of woman you are better than you. If I want a good wife and a mother, I will get married eight hundred years ago. I 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? "

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

Zong Zhan 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."

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

Zong Zhan squinted at her and smiled maliciously: "If it's not troublesome, I like to do physical work."

Siluo: "???"

The atmosphere is a bit wrong.

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

When Silo was so sleepy, the man dimmed the light in the bedroom and leaned over her body, "Baby, it's time for you to take care of my feelings."

Siluo narrowed his fox's eyes, and her red lips were blocked 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 slim and has no sign of her belly.

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

Because everything has long been traced.

At midday, the men were sitting in the tea room and chatting. Zong Yue, his mother Liang Wanhua and Shi Luo were discussing the wedding.

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

Liang Wanhua and Siluo are not too familiar, but they are about to become concubines, and she also helps make suggestions as much as possible.

Hearing the sound, Zong Yue nodded in agreement, "I want it, I have gotten married with Brother Jun twice."

Siluo twitched her lips, "Just one time, 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, eight and 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 in the wedding."

"What conflict?" Liang Wanhua and Siluo said in unison.

Zong Yue scratched his head, "I heard Qiao Qiao mentioned a while ago that Xia Xia and Mr. Yun's wedding seems to be scheduled for July."