1566: C1566 No One

C1566 No One

Matriarch of Cheng Family and the others soon left the Wan Family.

"Grandpa, they came in a hurry and left in a hurry. It can't be that they just wanted to say something about losing something, right?" Wan Xingke leaned his head on Zhang Ya's shoulder and asked.

"Not only that. " Patriarch Wan looked at Wan Xingke and frowned. "Are you standing, sitting, and not sitting? Sit properly! "

"Oh. . . " Wan Xingke pouted and sat up straight.

"Cheng Family is here to discuss marriage. " Patriarch Wan said.

"Marriage?" Wan Xingke and Zhang Ya's faces lit up at the same time.

"What marriage?" Zhang Ya was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Doesn't the Cheng Family have a bad relationship with the Wan Family?" Yi Lanyou asked, "This is asking for peace?"

"More or less. " Patriarch Wan did not want to explain the matter in detail. "Anyway, Matriarch of Cheng Family and I have already agreed on this matter verbally. Of course, you still need to get used to it. "

"Grandpa, Zhang. . . No. " Wan Xingke changed his words and said, "Little aunt just came back. Are you going to marry her now? No way! "

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Patriarch Wan rolled his eyes at Wan Xingke. "It's not Xiao Ya. "

"Zhang Ya heard him and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at Wan Xinghao.

"Huh?" Wan Xingke pointed at himself. "It can't be me, right?"

"Marry you there?" Patriarch Wan snorted. "Do you think the relationship between Cheng Wan and his family is not tense enough?"

"Wan Xingke pursed his lips. This was a roundabout way to hurt her. She did not investigate so much.

"Hao. " Patriarch Wan looked at Wan Xinghao and said, "What do you think about the daughter of Cheng Family?"

The words "culture" stunned everyone on the sofa.

"Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xinghao in disbelief. Her mind was blank. What did this mean?

[Not interested] Wan Xinghao gestured with his hand, [I don't want to get married].

"Nonsense, getting married is a big thing in life. It's not like you can't get married just because you say so!" Patriarch Wan said coldly, "You are the heir of the Wan family. How can you say such willful words!? You must put the Wan Family's interests in the most important position! "

Wan Xinghao looked at Zhang Ya and then looked at Patriarch Wan. "Then I will not be the successor of patriarch!"

"Bastard!" Patriarch Wan picked up the cup of hot tea that had just been poured and threw it at Wan Xinghao.

The teacup smashed on Wan Xinghao's body and the hot tea splashed out. His chin to the side of his ear instantly turned red.

"Brother!" Wan Xingke screamed and hurriedly got up from the tissue box to take out a few pieces of paper to wipe him.

Zhang Ya also wanted to get up, but she was stopped by Yi Lanyou, who was beside her. What was she worried about at this time?

If Patriarch Wan could see the relationship between Zhang Ya and Wan Xinghao, then this so-called marriage would not have any chance of turning the situation around.

"Don't let me hear these words again!" Patriarch Wan looked at Wan Xinghao with a cold face. "There should be a limit to your willfulness!"

Wan Xinghao did not say anything. He did not want to marry anyone except Zhang Ya. He could not marry the person he loved. He would rather not marry her for the rest of his life.

"Butler. Go back to the room. " Patriarch Wan said coldly.

"Yes. " The butler answered and pushed Patriarch Wan's wheelchair away.

After Patriarch Wan left, Zhang Yacai looked at Wan Xinghao and said, "You are burned. Follow me back to the room. I will give you some medicine. "

Wan Xinghao nodded and followed Zhang Ya up the stairs.

As soon as they went up to the second floor, they saw Wan Xingzong leaning against the wall next to the stairs. He held a cup of coffee in his hand and looked at them with a smile that was not a smile.

Zhang Ya glanced at Wan Xingzong and knew that Wan Xingzong had seen what had happened downstairs.

Wan Xinghao had angered Patriarch Wan. This should be the scene Wan Xingzong wanted to see the most.

The two of them ignored Wan Xingzong and went straight to Zhang Ya's room.

After entering the room, the door closed and Zhang Ya went to the bed to rummage through her self-made ointment. The effect of the ointment was not bad.

"Where did it go?" Zhang Ya searched a few times but could not find anything. The more she could not find anything, the more confused her heart became. The more confused she was, the more she could not find anything.

Sometimes, disobedience was a vicious cycle. If one's mood was not good, it would not be good. Everything was a mess. It was a mess.

Wan Xinghao grabbed Zhang Ya's arm and pressed her on the bed. He also leaned over and kissed Zhang Ya's lips.

Zhang Ya's arms wrapped around his neck. All the uneasiness and grievances in her heart were vented between their lips and teeth at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them finally stopped and lay side by side on the bed.

Zhang Ya felt that her heart was very conflicted right now.

Logically speaking, wasn't this what she hoped for the most?

Wan Xinghao was getting married. He could live his own life and inherit the position of patriarch. His future would be bright.

She would cure his illness, and let him have his own life like a normal person.

Wasn't this what she wanted?

But why was her chest so painful when the day was about to come? It was so painful that even breathing was difficult. It was so painful that even thinking was strenuous.

She didn't know when her tears had slipped onto her cheeks.

Wan Xinghao turned around and faced her. He reached out his hand and wiped away the tears on her face.

He would never marry anyone else, definitely not.

Zhang Ya closed her eyes and turned her face away, not letting him look at her face. She tried her best to make her tone more relaxed. "This. . . Is also quite good. Zhuang Ya. . . Zhuang Ya is a good girl, you treat her well. Yes, yes, yes. . . " She could no longer say the following words.

. . . "" She could not believe that Zhang Ya would say such words at this time.

He was not afraid that Patriarch Wan would force him. He was not afraid that he would lose the position of the heir to the Wan Family. He wasn't afraid that the whole world would become his enemy. He was afraid that she would admit defeat first, and that she, who was supposed to be by his side, would leave.

With a trace of sadness and anger, Wan Xinghao kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and slowly put his hands on her back. His lips moved from her neck to her shoulder, and he bit down hard on her.

The force of his punishment was not light. It caused "pain. . . " Zhang Ya murmured in pain.

Zhang Ya quietly bit her lower lip and endured the pain on her shoulder without making a sound. It made her frown and pretend that she did not push Wan Xinghao away.

Both of their hearts were very bitter. It was normal for him to want to vent at this time.

Wan Xinghao only let out a sigh of relief when he heard Zhang Ya cry out in pain.

It was only when she felt that Wan Xinghao was taking a step forward to undo the buckle on her back that Zhang Ya panicked and shook her head to push Wan Xinghao. "No! No. . . No. . . !"

Wan Xinghao kissed Zhang Ya's lips. He did not want to lose her.2

No matter who he was, no matter who she was!

No one could separate them. No one!

Zhang Ya patted Wan Xinghao's shoulder and pushed him. Gradually, her strength became weaker and weaker.

It was like two helpless people used the most primitive and direct method when they did not want to lose each other.

The two of them imprinted a unique and unique brand on each other's bodies.

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