Ye Gushen's deep eyes swept a glance at the complacently smiling Tang Suiyu,
"Uncle Ye, I'm not interested in intergenerational romance, I'll go talk to my god-grandpa about it myself!" She absolutely didn't want to marry!
Getting married at eighteen, her youthful and vibrant life had just started, and now it was supposed to be over!
"Do you think he will listen to you or me?" Ye Gushen leisurely sat down on the chair in front of her desk, legs crossed, "You just shouted so loudly,
"Uncle Ye, you're not exactly young yourself, and also! Uncle Ye, did you forget I'm pregnant..." Her slender fingers pointed at her flat belly, her brow raised with a proud gleam in her brown eyes.
After she finished speaking, she walked towards the closet, this old bull was really trying to infuriate her!
She had just opened the closet, and a shadow swept past behind her, the man's breath drew near, she instinctively closed her legs tightly. To be honest, Ye Gushen, regardless of appearance, family background, or ability, he was one in a million, heavenly beauty.
She was just eighteen, and it was all arranged by her family, she really didn't want to get married!
She imagined herself married, the scene of her family raising a baby, felt like her whole world was collapsing.
So, rebellion, rebellion to the end!
"I..." Tang Suiyu's entire body tensed up, she can't beat him, now she had to find a way down,
Blame her foul mouth, actually screamed something that ended up leading Ye Gushen on.
"Uncle Ye, could you please go out first, let me get dressed and then we can talk in detail?" She meekly said.
Ye Gushen loosened his grip, released her waist, "I'll go out and wait for you."
She curved her lips into a smile, glimpsed him leaving from the corner of her eye, his tall figure disappeared, she let out a long breath.
Quickly dressed, she sat in front of the computer and opened the chat software.
Three-Year-Old Not Just Three Years Old: Girls, I'm being forced into marriage, what should I do? SOS! Waiting now!
Shedding Garments: Name, gender, coordinates, send over.
Kill: Sister Yi Shan is about to go on a rampage, but that seems to be my job...
Three-Year-Old Not Just Three Years Old: Can you guys be a little more reliable?
With Ye Gushen's status, she couldn't reveal any information, plus she didn't want Ye Gushen dead.
Little Bai with Three-Year-Old Face: Damn, TNND, someone dares to snatch my woman! Send the photo, I'll blow up his lair!
Three-Year-Old Not Just Three Years Old: Not to brag, but if we all got together, we probably couldn't blow up his lair, might even die more miserably.
Tang Suiyu's little face scrunched up, thinking of her dad currently conspiring with her mom to sell her out, she felt utterly forlorn.
Shedding Garments: You say nothing, how can we help you?
Three-Year-Old Not Just Three Years Old: Forget it, I'll go kill myself! Girls, if I'm not online within 24 hours, it means I'm dead. Please hang white flags for mourning and give me three minutes of silence.
After she finished speaking, she shut down the software and resignedly went downstairs.
On the elegant spiral staircase, she held onto the handrail, listening to her father's cheerful voice, he seemed so happy selling his daughter, why didn't he have more daughters, then his happiness would double!
"Dad, Uncle Ye..." She smiled and walked down.