Chapter 4
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Yan Qingchi had always been a person who didn't like to drag things out. Since he had decided to marry Jiang Mochen, he didn't want to delay this matter any further. After dinner, Yan Qingchi went to find Mrs. Yan and asked her for Jiang Mochen's contact information.
Mrs. Yan still couldn't accept it, so she asked tentatively, "Xiao Chi, why don't you think about it again?"
Yan Qingchi replied to her with a beautiful smile and said, "No, I've thought about it."
He asked for the phone number, took the phone, and went back to his room.
When the call was made, Yan Qingchi finally felt a little nervous. He had not been in a relationship for more than twenty years. Now that he had transmigrated, he had skipped the relationship stage and was about to get married. Yan Qingchi felt that his mood was a little strange. He comforted himself, "Anyway, I have to find someone to settle down with. Jiang Mochen is the best choice in every aspect, so it's not too bad. Let's just leave it at that."
While he was thinking, the phone was connected. A cold and magnetic voice came from the other side of the phone. "Hello."
Yan Qingchi was stunned for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and said calmly, "It's me, Yan Qingchi."
The person on the other side didn't seem to expect it to be him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Oh, it's you. What's the matter?"
"About what you said at my house today, I agree. We'll talk about it in person tomorrow. Is that okay?"
"Okay."
"Okay then, you decide the time and place. Once you've decided, send it to my phone."
"If you want, you can decide according to your preferences," the person on the other side said thoughtfully.
"No need." Yan Qingchi smiled. "I don't care about these things. I don't have much work these days, so I can arrange it however you want. You can check your time and work schedule and choose a time and place that's convenient for you."
"Okay." The person on the other side said calmly, "I'll send it to you later."
"Okay," Yan Qingchi responded. "Then I won't disturb you. We'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Okay."
Yan Qingchi hung up the phone and sat on the bed. She heaved a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, he's an easy person to talk to."
On the other side of the phone, Jiang Mochen was looking at the photo on the computer. His eyes were cold, and no one could tell whether he was happy or angry. After a long time, he moved the mouse and closed the photo. He leaned against the back of the chair and slowly lowered his eyes, hiding the complicated emotions in his dark eyes.
When he woke up and washed up the next day, Yan Qingchi looked at his face, which was a foregone conclusion but still made him feel dizzy. He clicked his tongue and sighed with emotion. He was indeed a star. He was really good-looking. He had picturesque eyebrows, red lips, white teeth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised. He looked a little arrogant but also a little charming. Yan Qingchi felt that such a face was a little too feminine and delicate. It was not handsome enough. However, she also felt that such a face was already very advantageous. There was no need for a bicycle.
He quickly finished washing up and made lunch for everyone under Yan Qingxi's disbelieving gaze. Only then did he go out to prepare for the appointment.
"Are you going to see Jiang Mochen?" Yan Qingxi asked him.
"Yes."
"You're going to marry him?" Yan Qingxi's eyes were full of disbelief.
"Yes."
"Are you okay? The other party is a man. "
Yan Qingchi knocked her forehead. "Now that same-sex marriage is legal, why are you still discriminating against people based on their sexual orientation?"
"That's not what I meant," Yan Qingxi explained. "I'm just afraid that you'll regret it in the future."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Yan Qingxi looked worried.
Yan Qingchi waved at her. "Alright, go and eat."
"Speaking of which, when did you learn how to cook?"
"I went on a variety show two days ago, so I learned a few dishes."
"Brother, you went on a variety show? What's the name? I'll go and search. "
"It hasn't been broadcasted yet." Yan Qingchi smiled and said, "I'm leaving." He turned and walked out of the door.
He and Jiang Mochen agreed to meet at a place not far away. Jiang Mochen purposely chose a private restaurant that was very close to their house, probably to take care of him. When Yan Qingchi pushed open the door of the private room and entered, he saw that Jiang Mochen had already arrived. He was sitting upright and flipping through the menu. He seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening and raised his head to look in Yan Qingchi's direction.
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