"Don't worry, you just came, let grandma take a good look at you, and let's talk about other things after dinner." Seeing her nervousness, Yang Muya brought her to dinner when the topic changed.

Xia Hua has been sitting quietly beside her, just looking at her tenderly.

There is obviously no interaction between the two people, but there is a kind of warmth silently that permeates the entire restaurant.

Yi Xiaoling looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but glance at Yan Chengchi who was feeding Xia Changyue soup, the envy in his eyes became more obvious.

"Xiaoling, what are you trying to do, sit down first, and we will eat and talk."

Yang Muya's words fell, and before Yi Xiaoling had time to respond, Yan Shuhan led her to the reserved position.

They were sitting next to Bai Chenya and Yan Shumo.

Yan Shumo, who couldn't find a chance to speak just now, saw her sitting down and immediately passed by her.

"Sister-in-law, my brother has chased you back. I have been discussing with Bai Chenya before. If you don't reconcile anymore, he will tie you back to the Yan family manor and pack it to my brother's bed."

Yi Xiaoling: "..."! !

She glanced at Yan Shumo who was smiling like a little fox, turned her head in shock, and looked at Bai Chenya.

Bai Chenya was dressed in a white suit, and on his handsome face, his expression was calm, without obvious emotions.

But his eyes never left Yan Shumo, who was around him, as if he was watching a child, always taking care of her.

Feed her a piece of meat from time to time...

Yi Xiaoling couldn't imagine that such a thing was said from his mouth.

Isn't he a messenger of justice?

"My dad said, as long as my brother doesn't get married, we are not allowed to get married." Yan Shumo met her stunned gaze, and added a sentence slowly.

"..." Yi Xiaoling was completely speechless.

Looking at Bai Chenya's eyes again, he changed from anger to sympathy.

He is also very miserable to stand such a father-in-law...

"Sister-in-law, the happiness of Bai Chenya and I are pinned on you!" Yan Shumo suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Yi Xiaoling's arm, and looked at her with eyesight.

"..." Can she say, is she stressed?

Yi Xiaoling subconsciously raised her head and looked at Yan Shuhan. Yan Shuhan's mouth was lightly raised, and she didn't deceive her any guilt.

A meal was very peaceful.

Yi Xiaoling sat in a chair, thinking of discussing her marriage with Yan Shuhan for a while, like sitting on pins and needles.

She is responsible for what Yan Shuhan puts in her bowl. She can't even tell the taste of the food she eats.

After finally waiting for the meal, she held up the water glass with her nervous hands, took a sip of water and was shocked. She was about to find a chance to sneak off. She saw Yan Chengchi put down the tableware and took the napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth.

The eyebrows were raised slightly, showing majesty.

"The time for the engagement is set for next month. Have you two discussed whether you like a Chinese engagement party or a Western engagement party?"

"We listen to the opinions of the elders." Before Yi Xiaoling could speak, Yan Shuhan put down the tableware and raised his head.

His gaze looked at Yi Xiaoling who was anxious on his side, but he held her hand to prevent her from speaking.

"What about the Yi family? Did you consult Yi Haiyin and Yan Ling for their opinions, or did I come forward?" Yan Chengchi picked up the red wine glass, took a sip, and opened his lips lightly.