Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 249: Wen Yan, who took the initiative, was rejected by Lu Zicheng; Lu Xicheng learned about

Lu Zicheng frowned slightly: "Wen Ming..."

Wen Yan: "Zicheng, don't blame my brother. He really treats you as a good friend and brother. He's thinking about you. Plus, my brother has always had some misunderstandings about me. I can understand his feelings, and... and my brother is actually right. I know better than anyone how unworthy I am of you. If it weren't for your encouragement and guidance, if I wasn't unable to let go and unwilling to give up, I wouldn't have the courage to be with you."

Wen Yan said this, caressing Lu Zicheng's face, her eyes full of reluctance, as if she would be forced to leave in the next second and would never see her beloved again, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"What are you talking about?" Lu Zicheng was a little annoyed, not sure if he was angry at Wen Yan or Wen Ming. He held Wen Yan's thin shoulders, feeling angry and helpless. "Why should we care about what others say about our affairs? You are an adult, Wen Yan, not a three-year-old child. You understand Wen Ming, and you are considerate. But what about me? Have you ever considered my feelings? Today it's Wen Ming, tomorrow it's someone else. Do you know how hurtful it is to not be firmly chosen by the person you like? You have the courage to like me for so many years, why don't you have the courage to be with me? Is it that as long as you encounter setbacks, even a few gossips, I will be easily given up by you?"

"No, Zicheng." Wen Yan shook her head. Seeing Lu Zicheng's distress, she blamed herself and felt guilty. "I've loved you for so many years. For you, I would do anything and give up anything. How could I bear to do that... But I will drag you down." She lowered her head and said with regret, "I shouldn't have said that in the hospital that day. I was too greedy and selfish. I hurt you. I'm sorry, Zicheng. I don't know what to do. No one can help me..."

Lu Zicheng gripped her shoulders with a little force. "Wen Yan, look at me. I like you. It has nothing to do with your identity, cognition, work, appearance, or education. I like you as a person, Wen Yan. Even if you are disabled, lame, deaf, or dumb, even if everyone says you are bad, even if the whole world does not support us being together, it will not shake me. As long as you don't give up on me, I will never leave first."

He looked into Wen Yan's eyes and added, "I won't give you the chance to give up on me. No matter what happens or what you think, I won't allow you to leave me."

Faced with Lu Zicheng's true confession, Wen Yan was quiet for a moment and could no longer control her inner feelings. She boldly put her arms around Lu Zicheng's neck and kissed him.

Lu Zicheng immediately kissed her back, and the hands that were holding her shoulders turned into a tight hug and quickly took back the initiative.

The two kissed passionately for a while, as if they were using this most primitive way of expressing their feelings to let each other know their love.

Before this, Lu Zicheng and Wen Yan had only had intimate interactions such as hugging, holding hands and kissing each other. Because he was young and energetic, the young Lu Zicheng felt a little dizzy and didn't notice that he was being led to the bed intentionally or unintentionally.

It was not known who lost their balance first, but both of them fell onto the soft big bed, and Lu Zicheng came to his senses.

The two did not separate until they clearly noticed that Wen Yan was about to take further action. Lu Zicheng, who was still rational, immediately stopped her, pulled his head back, separated his lips from Wen Yan, and grabbed Wen Yan's hand on his waist.

"Wen Yan..." His voice was hoarse and he was panting, but he held on.

"You... don't want me?" Wen Yan was a little hurt and even felt a little humiliated after being rejected, "Is it..."

"No, don't let your imagination run wild." Lu Zicheng kissed Wen Yan's forehead soothingly, and said half-jokingly, "I'm a normal man, not Liu Xiahui. You think too highly of me. I just don't want you to be driven by emotion and act impulsively, regretting it tomorrow and coming to me for revenge."

Wen Yan: "In the past thousand days and nights without any response, I have not regretted a single day."

Lu Zicheng hugged the person tightly in his arms.

"I know. Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Zicheng's eyes were full of tenderness and heartache.

However, Wen Yan in his arms had a cold expression.

She had done so much, but Lu Zicheng could still bear it. Seeing that she couldn't go on, Wen Yan became anxious because her plan had failed, and she immediately came up with another one.

"Zicheng, shall we go get the marriage certificate?"

"Get the certificate?"

"Zicheng, I feel so insecure."

"But..." Lu Zicheng felt surprised.

Wen Yan withdrew from his arms and looked at him anxiously: "You don't want to, right? What you just said..."

Lu Zicheng interrupted: "No, I just think this is too unfair to you."

Wen Yan: "I don't care about those rituals, as long as I have you, it's enough."

Looking at Wen Yan, who was tensely waiting for his reply in his arms, Lu Zicheng, who was hesitant, slowly became firm: "Okay."

Wen Yan was delighted: "Then we'll go early tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

Wen Yan snuggled into Lu Zicheng's arms with a happy look on her face.

After a while, she said, "Zicheng, my brother... I don't want you two to have any unpleasantness because of me. Don't go to him to ask anything. After we get the marriage certificate, I believe my brother won't be able to stop us anymore."

"Ah."

Wen Ming returned home after a busy day and was about to go back to his room when he remembered what happened between Lu Zicheng and Wen Yan, so he turned around and went to find Wen Yan.

I knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.

He took out his cell phone and prepared to call Wen Yan to confirm whether she had done so. After thinking about it, he simply called Lu Zicheng.

However, no one answered the phone calls.

Is he in a bad mood because of a breakup? Or is he busy?

Lu Zicheng stood at the door of the hotel, watching Wen Ming's calls coming one after another. He thought about it and continued to choose to ignore them.

Early the next morning.

"Household registration book? What do you want it for?"

"Get a marriage certificate and get married."

"With whom?"

"..."

Lu Xicheng suppressed his temper: "Are you dumb? Don't you know who you got married to? Have you counted how many days you've been in love? You can count them with your ten fingers and ten toes, right? Are you kidding me, you won't get scammed for marriage, money, sex, or organs?"

"dad."

Knowing that his father always spoke like this, Lu Zicheng was helpless.

The more Lu Xicheng thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right with the girl Lu Zicheng was dating. He was about to say something when his wife glared at him unhappily: "There are so many young people getting married quickly these days, so be careful with your words. But Dabao, since you're getting the marriage certificate, you should at least let us know whose daughter it is, right? It's such a big deal, and Mom and Dad still don't know anything."

Lu Zicheng thought about it and finally decided to tell his parents: "Wen Yan, the eldest daughter of Wen Baixiang, chairman of Wen Group, I will tell you the details of her situation later."

Lu Xicheng said dangerously: "Say it again, who?"

With a stern face, he asked, "Are you talking about the adopted daughter of the Wen family who plagiarized Miss Wen's work and damaged the reputation of our company?"

"Dad, that's not the case. She didn't mean to plagiarize. She just picked up the design."

"Shut up!" Lu Xicheng was furious and ordered the servant sternly, "Go get me the stick."