Chapter 15
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The Second Wife of a Rich Old Man
Meng Yang and Luo Xiu walked in front of Luo Sheng and Yu Junchen. Meng Yang introduced them to Luo Xiu, "Honey, this is Luo Sheng's current girlfriend, Yu Junchen."
"Luo, Uncle Luo, nice to meet you. I'm Yu Junchen." Yu Junchen greeted Luo Xiu nervously.
Luo Xiu just nodded and didn't say anything.
"Luo Sheng, I know that it's hard for you to accept my marriage with your father. I also know that you won't be willing to call me Little Dad now." Meng Yang smiled and said, "But I can understand your feelings. Although your father and I just got married, I already hope that you can marry the most suitable person. Among the people who came to the wedding today, there must be someone more suitable for you. Your father and I will help you choose. "
"You …" Luo Sheng almost scolded him, but under Luo Xiu's cold gaze, he didn't curse. He could only clench his fists tightly and glare at Meng Yang fiercely. Then he turned around and walked away with Yu Junchen.
Yu Junchen looked back and happened to meet Meng Yang's eyes. Meng Yang looked at him and deliberately showed a proud smile. Yu Junchen couldn't help but be more worried. He felt that with Meng Yang's interference, it would be more difficult for him to be with Luo Sheng.
In fact, Meng Yang had no intention of stopping them from being together. He wanted to see if the two of them would still be as loving as they were in his previous life after he changed the direction of the development of the situation.
Lu Yunjing, his grandfather and father all came. Meng Yang went to greet them. Luo Xiu was also talking to his friends.
Luo Xiu's friend teased him, "Your marriage is too sudden. After knowing you for so many years, how come I didn't know that you liked this kind of young girl?"
"That's right. After so many years, I haven't seen you particularly like anyone. Your marriage is really confusing."
"Also, also, you have someone you want to marry. How could you hide it from us? That's too much, isn't it?"
"I also need to know in advance so that I can tell you in advance. I suddenly decided to get married. I myself only knew a few days earlier than you." Luo Xiu said.
"Are you serious? This doesn't fit your personality. Is there a reason? "
Luo Xiu shook his head, motioning them not to ask.
"But that child is indeed quite beautiful."
"That's right. His appearance is impeccable. But you have seen many good-looking people. It seems that there is something special about him that attracts you."
"Anyway, you finally have a companion by your side. Enjoy tonight's wedding night."
Luo Xiu's friends raised their glasses to congratulate him. Only Luo Xiu sighed helplessly in his heart.
Many of the guests who came today were thinking that if they had known that Luo Xiu liked this kind of young and beautiful boy, they would have made preparations earlier. However, it wasn't too late to find out now. Anyway, the person they were sending wasn't a marriage partner. And those who had already sent Luo Xiu young and beautiful boys were even more confused. They thought that Luo Xiu suddenly changed his preferences.
Although Yu Junchen did not know most of the people who came to the wedding banquet, he knew that these people were either rich or respectable. Almost all of them were well-known figures in the upper class. Only then could they be invited to the wedding of the chairman of Locke Group. Thinking back to when he was ten years old, his life was worse than ordinary people. But now, he was able to stand in the crowd of the upper class. For him, this was a huge change.
"When we get engaged, can we also hold the engagement banquet here?" Yu Junchen asked in a low voice.
"You can hold it anywhere you want." Luo Sheng looked at Yu Junchen and said.
"Then let's hold it here too, okay?" Yu Junchen wanted to become a member of the Family Luo as soon as possible. Although it was only an engagement and not a marriage, if they could hold the engagement banquet in the main house, then he would have more confidence.
"Okay." Luo Sheng immediately agreed.
After the wedding banquet, Meng Yang and Luo Xiu returned to their room to rest.
Meng Yang walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. After sitting down on the bed, he looked at Luo Xiu who was leaning against the headboard and resting with his eyes closed and said, "You've been so busy recently. Your headaches must be getting worse, right?"
Just two days ago, Luo Xiu finally told Meng Yang in person that he felt uncomfortable because of his headaches.
"I'm used to this kind of pain." Luo Xiu had been very busy recently. During this period of time after returning to China, he had not been able to truly relax and rest.
"Can't you rest for a while before you start working?" Meng Yang looked at him and said.
"I'll be fine after this period of work." Luo Xiu opened his eyes and saw Meng Yang's skin that was so white that it was almost transparent. Meng Yang's face was even redder because he had just taken a hot bath. He looked like a juicy peach that had just been cleaned. It was fresh, tender, delicious, and moist, with an alluring fragrance.
"Let me give you a massage to relax." Recently, Meng Yang had spent most of his time studying and studying the contents of aromatherapy in the books left by the ancestors of the Meng Family. Although he was very clear that Luo Xiu's symptoms, which had accumulated over many years, could not be cured in a short period of time, he still hoped to help Luo Xiu reduce his headaches while studying.
"No need," Luo Xiu refused, "You've been busy all day. You're tired. Go to sleep."
"I'm not tired. I didn't worry about the wedding at all. It's still early now. If I go to sleep now, I won't be able to fall asleep." Meng Yang took out the essential oil he had extracted two days ago from the bedside table and prepared to give Luo Xiu a massage.
"Hurry up and lie down. It'll be done soon." Meng Yang urged.
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