When the Yan family's betrothal gift team arrived at the Rong Mansion, Mrs. Rong had already taken Rong Qian and worked with her servants to wait at the door, looking like a rich and powerful family.

When someone who is unaware of the situation sees it, he must be envious, and the person who is familiar with it can't help but sigh, why is there no grandfather in his family?

Then he sighed again about the Yan family's heavy promises and keeping their promises. However, because the engagement made by elders who had been dead for many years on both sides, he really had the heart to force his only son to marry a lady from such a family.

Without further ado, Yan Lang and the others met, they naturally greeted each other with a smile and held hands to make a lot of intimacy. Yan Lang and Rong Qian were praised by each other's elders and let them go out for a walk.

Rong Qian didn't know how to get along with Yan Lang, so she could only remain silent and walked quietly beside her with her head down.

Just as he felt embarrassed, Rong Qian remembered that there was a water pavilion in front of her, and thought that she might as well take Yan Lang over there to sit there.

Thinking of this, Rong Qian turned her head and wanted to ask Xiaolan to prepare some hot tea and snacks to bring them over. Unexpectedly, when Rong Qian turned her head, she suddenly felt a pain in her hair.

Looking back with the force, he saw a strand of his hair scattered behind him being pulled in his hand by Yan Lang.

Yan Lang originally wanted to sneak around while Rong Qian was not paying attention, because Rong Qian's hair seemed to glow in the sun, like a piece of silk. He walked along the way and made Yan Lang feel itchy.

Unexpectedly, Rong Qian suddenly turned his head in the other direction. Yan Lang didn't have time to let go of his hand and found that Rong Qian was caught. Yan Lang was stunned for a moment, then his lips curled up, and his eyes were filled with a warm smile, "You have a petal stuck to your hair. I'm sorry, it hurts you?"

As he spoke, his fingers holding his hair naturally loosened and put his hands in his pockets. His expression was very realistic, and the guilt and shyness that should be contained were no more or less.

Rong Qian lowered her eyes suspiciously and looked at her hair, thanked her in a low voice, turned around and called Xiaolan to prepare for instructions, but found that Xiaolan's face was red.

"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xiaolan is young and has followed Rong Qian at her teenage years old. Rong Qian is usually quite tolerant to Xiaolan. If she feels uncomfortable, it will be fine if she takes a leave and takes a day or two.

Xiaolan bit her lips tightly and shook her head, her eyes couldn't help but float. She looked at the lady, the future son-in-law, and finally looked at Desheng, who was following her masters like her.

Seeing Desheng standing there calmly and calmly, Xiaolan wondered if she was too fussy, "It's okay, Miss, I'm just a little hot. Miss, what instructions do you have? I'll do it now!"

If she didn't leave for a moment, she would really not be able to help but show a strange expression!

As soon as May began to enter the past two days, the weather had already started to rise. Rong Qian did not doubt that he had him and ordered Xiaolan to ask the housekeeper to send some things. Finally, she also told Xiaolan, "You can also prepare some herbal tea and snacks and bring them to Desheng for use."

Three of the four people present knew a secret, and both of them were as if nothing had happened, Xiaolan began to doubt life.

Is it really not the problem of the future son-in-law, but that I have a shallow understanding as a maid?

Xiaolan left for the time being. When he arrived at Shui Xie, Desheng immediately wiped the stools and patted the cushions with his sleeves, and waited for the two of them to sit down. Then he ran to Shui Xie outside and waited outside.

Because the housekeeper was paying attention to the whereabouts of Young Master Yan and his lady, Xiaolan met the servant who was following him after walking for a while.

After conveying the lady’s instructions, a maid brought all the things over soon, and in addition to them, there were specially prepared fruits and other items.

Xiaolan and Desheng got a herbal tea and snack, and went to a corner outside the water pavilion to find a flat place to drink tea and eat. While stretching their necks, they focused on the needs of their young masters and ladies not far away.

When there were no one else in the pavilion, before Rong Qian was worried about how to entertain Yan Lang so that the guests would not feel bored, Yan Lang had already taken out a small box from his pocket, smiled and handed it to Rong Qian, and raised his hand, "This is the betrothal gift I gave you, can you give me your hand?"

Seeing that the box was small, the other party wanted her to reach out again. Rong Qian guessed something, and her cheeks, which were already rosy because of walking, suddenly became more and more red.

After hesitating for a moment, thinking that this person was here to give the betrothal gift today, Rong Qian still stretched out her left hand and put it in Yan Lang's palm.

The body temperature of another opposite sex was instantly transmitted, and Rong Qian's hand shook and her fingertips curled up at a loss.

Yan Lang held her palm and gently pressed her thumb on the back of her hand, making her curled fingers slightly straighten, and then pressed the bullet lock of the small box with one hand to reveal a ring inside.

The ring shape is very ordinary, but it is a platinum-shaped bottom of blooming petals, with a pure and shiny diamond inlaid on it.

The box was placed on the stone table. Yan Lang picked up the ring and put it on Rong Qian's middle finger while whispering, "This was bought in France the last day before I came back. When I saw it, I fell in love with it for no reason. Even though I didn't have a sweetheart at that time, I bought it according to my will. After returning to China, I realized that maybe I had the will of heaven. I bought it so that I could put it on your fingers today."

Rong Qian's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and then she jumped randomly, as if she suddenly gained freedom and was wandering around.

Rong Qian never knew that men could say such things to women. She wanted to reject such inappropriate behavior, but she couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

Perhaps the ladies who are always deceived by love lovers in the playbook meet people like Yan Lang?

In a short moment, Rong Qian's head, which was already in a mess, suddenly realized the feeling of enlightenment.

Yan Lang didn't know that he was trying to flirt with such an inappropriate idea in his head. At this time, he had successfully put the ring on Rong Qian's middle finger, but he was reluctant to let go of his hand. He only held Rong Qian's hand to admire it, and exuded a sense of satisfaction all over his body. He raised his eyes and looked at Rong Qian with a smile, "Yarong, I will treat you well in the future and protect you for the rest of my life. Are you marrying me?"

It doesn't matter if you don't want to. Anyway, there is a marriage contract, and now I feel a little unwilling. According to Yarong's personality, he will definitely marry him and he will not be able to escape no matter how hard he is.

Rong Qian had just recovered from the sudden enlightenment. When she heard Yan Lang's last words, she shyly lowered her head and struggled to pull her back.

But even though she was covered by her other hand, the chill on her fingers still reminded her at all times.

Yan Lang thought Rong Qian would remain silent and embarrassed to answer. After waiting for a while, Yan Lang was about to change the topic, but he heard the girl with classical charm beside him whisper "um" a little, and nodded slightly invisibly.

Yan Lang couldn't help but smile.

Giving betrothal gifts is not suitable for staying with the woman for food. Fortunately, it is no longer like before. It is important to see young men and women before getting married. Otherwise, Yan Lang will not be able to meet Rong Qian from the time of the betrothal gifts to the Rong Mansion.

Now it is the opposite. Because the betrothal gift has been given, even if Yan Lang and Rong Qian go out alone on a date, they will not be said to be disrespectful of ethics.

Old Mrs. Rong was very satisfied with Yan Lang. After seeing the eldest wife and Yan Lang away, she saw the ring on her granddaughter's fingers. When she learned that Yan Lang bought it abroad, she specially gave it to Rong Qian. Old Mrs. Rong held her granddaughter's hand and smiled happily.

It seems that Yan Jiamingxuan not only does not dislike his granddaughter, but also likes his granddaughter very much. In this way, after his granddaughter gets married, he will always have the opportunity to manage his future life well.

Even if this relationship is very large, it will disappear, and at least the granddaughter can give birth to a child from the beginning and gain a foothold in the Yan family.

Of course, the old lady Rong would not say much about these words now, and she would just wait until her granddaughter married and returned home in the future to give her some tactful mentions.

Because Yan Lang had saved the idea that he liked his granddaughter more, when Yan Lang sent a post on the third day and wanted to invite Rong Qian to visit the lake to see lotus flowers, Old Mrs. Rong did not stop him. Instead, she attracted a tailor and spent some money to make a suitable dress overnight.

Because I was thinking about my granddaughter's wedding date, I had already prepared many things in less than a month, but the styles were not enough and I still needed to add some fresh and fashionable ones.

Old Mrs. Rong prepared more summer clothes for her granddaughter in one go, and also booked a few sets of spring, summer, autumn and winter clothes.

Finally, Old Mrs. Rong hesitated for a moment and asked Xiaolan to pick up the dress that Mrs. Yan sent to iron it and hang it.

Although Mrs. Rong still couldn't stand such foreign clothes after watching it several times, what if she could accept it after watching it a few more times?

Mingxuan has been abroad, and it is not suitable for his granddaughter to wear only old clothes all day long. Men like fresh ones the most. When they occasionally wear dresses together, Mingxuan's eyes will definitely illuminate.

Rong Qian didn't know that her grandmother had such a bold idea of ​​"discord" and was only invited to visit the lake and was nervous and expectant the night before, but she couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night.

Yan Lang is not at ease, but after returning from the recruitment afternoon, he received an invitation from his old friend.

Yan Lang always feels unreal about his past memories, and naturally he doesn't have much feelings for these old friends. However, as a businessman, the most unfair thing is to refuse socializing and socializing. Thinking that he has not been walking in the social scene outside after returning to China, Yan Lang agreed, that is, to go to the lake in a few days.

It is absolutely stupid to finally take the time to go out for a walk and not take the person you like to enjoy the date "using public for personal gain". Yan Lang is a smart person, so he naturally posted a post and invited Rong Qian as soon as possible.

Of course, Yan Lang invited him to send Desheng to Old Lady Rong with a scheming attitude because he knew that Old Lady Rong would not refuse.

Of course, his well-behaved and gentle fiancée would not refuse what Grandmother Yung agreed to.

It is said that it is Youhu, these young masters and ladies from rich families can naturally turn Youhu into an event that is as elegant as a party.

In order to take care of Rong Qian's old-style outfit, Yan Lang also chose to wear a long gown this day.

To be honest, Yan Lang is not very picky about clothes, nor is he like some young people who have returned from studying abroad who have to wear foreign clothes and use foreign goods to claim that he is a foreigner.

Even if you are willing to spend money, you can be particularly elegant and elegant. Yan Lang is wearing a noble and elegant long gown, an elegant white and blue long gown with auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the corners.

There are cranes on their bodies, either standing, spreading their wings or hanging their heads to peck at the water. The embroidery work is different in different expressions. Even the fine feathers and patterns are handled very carefully, and their eyes are also vivid. You can tell at a glance that this must be the most amazing work of Xu Hu, an embroiderer in Rongcheng.

It is said that Xu everyone made clothes for the empress dowager in the palace, and later returned to Rongcheng.

Due to his early years, although he was only in his forties, he was already considered old among the embroiderers. Xu took his apprentice to open a show shop, and he has basically not done much in the past two years.

If it weren't for the Yan family's kindness to everyone, Yan Lang would come to visit him in person, Xu wouldn't have done it myself.

The clothes that Mrs. Rong specially prepared for her granddaughter were not given the chance to wear, because the day before, Desheng, who was on the Yan house, drove two large vine boxes with two servants, and there was a set of clothes inside. Yan Lang specially asked Desheng to pass on a note hoping that Rong Qian would wear them on the day she visited the lake.

At first, Rong Qian didn't understand why, but when Rong Qian saw Yan Lang who came to pick her up in the morning, she realized it. Her face suddenly turned red and she felt uncomfortable all over.

The reason is that the clothes that Yan Lang sent a note to ask her to change into, except for the women's old cheongsam, all the embroidered patterns on them are exactly the same as those of Yan Lang's long cheongsam.

If you wear such clothes, when others see them, who else can’t understand what the relationship between this young man and woman is.

Rong Qian is not used to Yan Lang's unrestrained and bold emotional declarations, but she has to admit that she is thrilled by it.

Yan Lang looked up and down, but he felt his heart and eyes full of surprise.

Old Mrs. Rong stood aside and looked clearly, nodded with a smile, and became more and more satisfied, "Girl, Mingxuan finally has a free time. Please accompany Mingxuan to walk around Xinhu for more, bring some lotus flowers to your grandmother to make snacks."

Rong Qian responded naturally. After such interruptions, Rong Qian was able to walk normally.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will take good care of Yarong."

As if he wanted to marry someone home today, Rong Qian glanced at Yan Lang with a grudge, asking him not to be so inappropriate in front of his grandmother.

Yan Lang was not depressed when he was slanted, but instead he felt bubbles of sugar water in his heart.

The author has something to say: I went to have a big meal tonight, and I felt that I hadn't had a good meal for a long time [Satisfied]

Now take your time to update. In recent days, I have to stay up late because of some things, so I always go to bed at around five o'clock. I feel that my work and rest are already messy and I can't sleep at night. I have to try my best to adjust.

Thanks to Shen Liu for throwing a mine. The sugar is very sweet, thank you~
Chapter completed!