Yu Qingyang really didn't understand. How could that little boy who was so beautiful that people would drool over him and was often bullied became the head of the Tang family?
The Tang family is a century-old and prestigious family. If she had known that his background was so powerful, would she have protected him like this in the first place?
No, there's no need, absolutely no need. Now it's good. Now that the debtor has come, she will never be able to escape for the rest of her life...
Tang Ye was pleasantly surprised to find that the cute baby had finally grown into a graceful and beautiful girl. If that's the case, what are you waiting for?
It is wise to abduct the person home quickly and pamper her well. However, when so many love rivals suddenly appear, what kind of fuss is going on?
You dare to rob someone from him, right?
You're impatient to live, aren't you?
Okay, let them die no matter how ugly they look.
Small Theater 1:
On this day, Yu Qingyang returned home angrily and asked someone to bring her a sandbag. She walked to the sandbag, picked up her little pink fist, and smashed it hard. Yu's mother came over and exclaimed: "Qingyang, what are you doing?"
The little kid said while beating: "Practice Sanda."
Mama Yu asked in confusion: "Why do you suddenly want to practice Sanda?"
"Protect Tang Ye." Little Milkman said matter-of-factly.
Mother Yu was speechless immediately. In her impression, the boy was half taller than her. Does he need her protection?
Small Theater 2:
"Yangyang, are you sure you want to wait until you are twenty-four to get married? Do you really have the heart to make me wait for that long?" Mr. Tang looked sad.
Yu Qingyang nodded: "Of course, I am in my prime now, and I don't want to enter the grave of marriage so early."
Mr. Tang gritted his teeth: "Tell me, what do you need to do before you are willing to marry me now?"
Yu Qingyang glanced at him sideways, deliberately saying, "Unless it rains red."
Mr. Tang twitched the corner of his mouth and said harshly: "Okay, just wait."
The next day, Yu Qingyang was walking on the school road. Suddenly, the sound of planes rumbled from the sky. Then, countless red petals fell one after another. It was raining fiery red petals, and the entire campus was covered in fiery red petals.
Yu Qingyang looked up in shock. The extremely handsome man was standing in the distance, looking at her with a smile.
He approached her and asked gently: "Yangyang, is this red?"
She nodded blankly.
"Is this a rain of petals?"
She continued to nod blankly.
"In that case, let's get the marriage certificate quickly." As he said that, he took her hand and put the ring on her hand when she wasn't prepared.
"Hey, you scoundrel, I'm talking about the red rain falling from the sky, not the falling petals." She reacted and shouted loudly.
"The rain of red petals is called Red Rain for short." He raised his eyebrows proudly, pulled the person and walked towards the Civil Affairs Bureau...
This article is, as always, one-on-one, clean physically and mentally, dear friends are welcome to jump in, okay?
