Quick Wear: The second male lead is a top love brain

Chapter 312 Married to the Villain's Son, Enemy 41

Looking at the two people talking in front of him, Qi Yu seemed to grasp the reality.

Tightening his grip, Hua Yan was pulled into his arms, "Sister, is it really you?"

"It's me, it's me. Don't get so excited when you feel better."

Qi Yu got a positive answer and hugged closer and closer. Zhou Jingning saw this, frowned tightly, and reached out to pull Qi Yu's hand.

"Qi Yu, who told you to touch my mom? Let go, I'm still here!"

The ward was noisy.

Hua Yan and Qi Yu are together.

After Qi Yu was discharged from the hospital, he became very emotionally sensitive and was always worried about gains and losses.

When he couldn’t see Hua Yan, he would hide himself in a corner and couldn’t help but think about random things.

Hua Yan has always been by his side, and the two of them are together almost 24 hours a day.

Gradually, three months passed, and with Hua Yan's company, Qi Yu returned to normal.

That night, Hua Yan was taken back to the villa by Zhou Jingning.

"Mom, you haven't spent enough time with me for three months."

Hua Yan thought about it and it was true. For the past three months, her heart and soul had been completely devoted to Qi Yu, and she hadn't spent much time with Bian Lie Zai for a long time.

Feeling guilty, she said nothing and just stayed with him.

After saying goodbye to Qi Yu, she stayed in the villa overnight. Unable to bear the insomnia, Qi Yu sneaked in late at night and even climbed into her room and got under the quilt.

Hua Yan was startled: "You climbed up the stairs, are you trying to kill yourself?"

Qi Yu leaned into her arms and smiled brightly and freely, completely losing the gloom and sensitivity he had three months ago, as if he had turned back into the boy he was ten years ago.

"This is the second floor. You won't die from the fall."

"That won't work either. It's too dangerous."

Qi Yu hugged her waist and said, "Sister, I missed you."

"I can't sleep without you at night."

Hua Yan saw the dark circles under his eyes and said nothing more. He held him in his arms. The man closed his eyes, his eyelashes were long and black, and he was quiet, as if he had fallen asleep.

Her heart softened, and she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Qi Yu, let's get married."

The man in his arms suddenly opened his eyes, with dazzling stars in his eyes, "Really?!"

Hua Yan's lips gently touched his nose and smiled, "Of course it's true. I'd be lying to you like a puppy."

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Zhou Jingning still wanted to struggle a bit to make Qi Yu give up.

"If you want to enter my Zhou family, the only option is to marry into my family."

When he said this, his eyes were full of pride. As long as Qi Yu gave up, he would turn around and tell his mother that Qi Yu didn't love her that much and was unwilling to lower his status.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yu nodded and agreed without even thinking about it, and seemed very excited.

"Then I will be your stepfather from now on."

Depend on!

This guy Qi Yu!

Still the same as before, talking in a sneaky way.

The news that Qi Yu was going to marry into the Zhou family caused a sensation in the imperial capital, and everyone was surprised. After all, the Zhou Group and the Qi Group had been fighting fiercely for years, and it was a life-and-death battle.

A typical sworn enemy, they would never have imagined that the president of the Qi Group would one day marry into the Zhou family.

The written expression is very niche, and it actually happens in real life. Even fan fiction doesn’t dare to write like this.

Qi Yu's father found out about this while he was in his mistress' bed, and was so angry that he almost had a stroke.

He strongly opposed his son's marriage into the Zhou family.

Qi Yu has been the president of Qi Group for many years, and his position has long been unshakable.

No matter how hard Qi's father tried, he couldn't make any progress. The card that Xiaosha used was also frozen, so he could only rely on Qi Niaoniao to give him some money to save.

Qi Yu and Hua Yan's wedding was a grand wedding and was on the hot search list on Weibo for several days.

Zhou Group CEO's mother

The stepfather of the president of Zhou Group

……

Major trending searches occupy the top ten of the Weibo list.

On the wedding night, Qi Yu was forced to drink a lot by Zhou Jingning. He was still drunk when he returned to the bridal chamber and was so obedient that he allowed himself to be manipulated.

He stared at Hua Yan with a dazed look in his eyes without moving, and suddenly began to smile foolishly.

"Sister, mine!"

"Sister, mine!"

"I belong to my sister!"

"Finally I married my sister..."

The drunk Qi Yu hugged Hua Yan and cried for a long time in the middle of the night, sobbing and talking about many things that Hua Yan didn't know.

"Sister, will you disappear again in a few months or years?"

"Will it take another ten years before I can come back?"

Then he sat up and began to count on his fingers, crying and laughing as he counted.

"If I live longer, I can see it six or seven times."

"If I don't live long... I won't see you as often..."

She only told Zhou Jingning the story she had made up, but never told Qi Yu. He didn't know, and naively and anxiously thought that she would "disappear" again like last time.

"Qi Yu, last time was the last time, this time I won't--"

The man suddenly put his forehead against her shoulder, his hand fell to her waist and abdomen, and interrupted her in a muffled voice: "Sister, does it hurt?"

Hua Yan was stunned. Qi Yu didn't get a reply and continued to murmur: "It must be painful. So much blood has been lost..."

"I was in so much pain, I fainted."

The hot tears fell silently into her palm, burning hot.

Hua Yan's eyes were moist and she hugged him silently.

In the quiet night, the two embraced each other.

She whispered, "Qi Yu, I will never leave again. We will live in peace and happiness together for the rest of our lives."

——Qi Yu: Sister, what were you thinking when you saw me for the first time?

——Hua Yan: Well, I think this is my future husband, a little boy who has to say sorry even when crying, small, cute and beautiful.

It is also very thick and long.

2024.11.5

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