Shao Lanlan quickly kicked Nie Yuting\'s foot, and Nie Yuting smiled slightly, "Mom, brother is drunk today."

"That\'s right, he drank too much, it was Yu Ting who called me to take him home." Shao Lanlan agreed.

Only then did Mrs. Nie give Nie Qinghao an angry look, "I mean, he\'s not usually so enthusiastic about people, nor is he attentive and enthusiastic to help his brother. That\'s enough, Haozi, you can go home and sleep."

As she spoke, she dragged Shao Lanlan\'s hand towards the courtyard again.

Nie Qinghao stopped again, "Mom, I promised her mother to send her home, and let her go back immediately."

"Haozi! You\'re done, your brother didn\'t say anything, you babbled on and on, I think you should quit drinking!" Mrs. Nie pushed him away who was in the way displeased.

"Brother! If you don\'t speak again, you\'ll be exposed... Ugh!"

Nie Yuting walked over and covered his mouth, and smiled at his mother, "Mom, I\'ll take my brother back to the house, let Lan Lan go back, it\'s too late today, let Lan Lan come over next time."

"Yes, auntie, I\'ll come over next time." Shao Lanlan hurried away.

Mrs. Nie looked at this and that. Seeing that Shao Lanlan had really gotten into the car, she hurried over, "Lanlan, remember to come next time. Mom has someone cook delicious food for you."

"Ah, I see!"

Shao Lanlan stepped on the accelerator and fled quickly...

When she arrived at Shao\'s compound, she stopped the car, leaned on the seat and let out a long breath.

This night, the nerves in her whole body have not been relaxed. Now that she has obtained a fake marriage certificate, she doesn\'t have to face her relatives so tensely.

"Lan Lan." Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window.

Shao Lanlan turned her head, and when she saw it was her father, she smiled faintly, opened the car door and walked out.

"Go back to your room and have a look, your mother seems to be in your room." Shao Qiang was both surprised and worried, "I don\'t know what happened to your mother, she was happy at first, but when you left, she became depressed. "

"Dad, it\'s okay. This should be a normal psychological state of a pregnant woman, and her mood fluctuates easily." Shao Lanlan comforted him.

"Oh, it\'s all because of my father\'s bad behavior. For so many years, I can\'t even understand why your mother is unhappy." Shao Qiang blamed himself.

Shao Lanlan found that her father had really changed a lot than before, at least he cared about his wife.

Not without joy, she said, "Dad, it\'s still too late, you two still have half of your life to live, so love your mother well."

"Well, Dad knows, you can go upstairs to see your mother."

"Okay, good night, Dad."

Shao Lanlan beckoned to him, and quickly climbed up the stairs with much easier steps.

Walking into her room, she really saw her mother sitting at her desk, probably too tired, dozing off with her head down.

Seeing her mother like this, Shao Lanlan felt a little guilty, walked over and gently supported her shoulder, "Mom."

Yu Hui trembled and looked up at her, "Where\'s the marriage certificate?"

Shao Lanlan immediately took out the marriage certificate from her bag and handed it to her, "Mom, look, the man is Yu Ting."

Yu Hui looked at it seriously, and turned it over a few times, even the Arabic letters in the marriage certificate.

After she was sure that the name of the person and the photo were correct, she breathed a sigh of relief, "It almost scared me to death."

Shao Lanlan\'s heart tightened. If the man was not Nie Yuting, would the consequences really be so serious?

"Mom, why are you so sensitive? Actually, the Nie family...the two young masters of the Nie family are all good."

In any case, she had to slowly brainwash her mother.

"Mom didn\'t say that the second young master of the Nie family was bad, but this time she said that the young master appointed by her was Nie Yuting. That second young master Nie talked nonsense after drinking, which would inevitably lead to misunderstanding, so mother was worried, afraid of making a joke. "

"Hehe... I think he\'s quite interesting, and he\'s not as cold and arrogant as Yu Ting, and he\'s pretty easy to get close to. He can tolerate any kind of fight with him."

Shao Lanlan smiled all over her face as she spoke, her eyes lit up, and she praised her "brother-in-law" to the sky.

Yu Hui was dazed when she heard that, "Lan Lan, you don\'t want to empathize with someone else, do you?"

"Ah?" Shao Lanlan stopped her unrestrained thoughts, blushed, and shook her hand in embarrassment, "How can this be, mom, are you joking, I\'m just... just telling the truth."

"But why don\'t you say something about your husband? You two just registered." Yu Hui cast a glance at her,

"Yes." Shao Lanlan waved her hands in motion, concealing her guilty conscience, "Yu Ting is naturally the best, better than a dead mouse... no, more stable than his younger brother."

"Of course, otherwise, why would he be in charge of the Nie Group? Although the second young master of the Nie family is not bad, he is young and exaggerated, speaks without thinking, and likes to flatter. Mom, I like steady boys. , I don\'t like frivolous boys."

"Mom, why is Nie Qinghao so frivolous?"

After all, it was her husband, Shao Lanlan began to defend her shortcomings.

"I... said him?" Yu Hui stared at her, "Why are you so sensitive tonight?"

Shao Lanlan pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "Mom, it\'s because of your influence. Let\'s go, I\'ll take you back to your room. You should have a good rest. I want to sleep too. I have to go to the art troupe to practice dancing tomorrow."

"Okay, let\'s all go to rest."

It was already twelve o\'clock in the evening when Shao Lanlan lay on the bed, she was so tired that she fell asleep in a daze as soon as she touched the pillow...

But in the dream, she was always woken up by Nie Qinghao, who either dragged her to dance, or hugged and kissed her. When she woke up, it was already seven o\'clock in the morning.

Zhou Zixuan knocked on the door outside, with an urgent tone: "Hey, Lan Lan, you are not going to the art troupe? Hurry up, I have to go."

Shao Lanlan turned over and got out of bed, smoothed her hair indiscriminately, and shouted: "Brother, wait for me, bring me a breakfast, and I will come down after I change my clothes!"

When Shao Lanlan went downstairs, Zhou Zixuan had already got into the car.

She hurriedly ran out the door, but was stopped by Yu Hui again, "Lan Lan, wait a minute, wait a minute."

"Mom, what are you doing?" Shao Lanlan turned and looked at her mother helplessly.

Yu Hui handed over a beautiful little bag, and said with a smile, "You\'re not registered for marriage, you can take this bag of candy to the art troupe and distribute it, so that your leaders and colleagues can taste it."

Shao Lanlan rolled her eyelids, "Mom, I want a secret marriage!"

"What? Hidden marriage?" Yu Hui laughed, "There was a banquet last night. Who in this capital doesn\'t know that Miss Shao\'s second lady has a husband now, hehe... You still want to have a hidden marriage, don\'t be stupid Stay still, let\'s go."

Shao Lanlan got into the car with a bitter face, Zhou Zixuan glanced at the bag in her hand, "What? You brought another breakfast?"

Shao Lanlan didn\'t know whether to laugh or cry, "This is the wedding candy my mother asked me to give out at work."

Zhou Zixuan was taken aback after hearing this, and then he opened his mouth and laughed "haha"...

"All right, all right, I think the matter between you and Haozi will be revealed sooner or later."

...

Shao Lanlan didn\'t make a high-profile candy when she came to the art troupe. Although several female soldiers surrounded her with smiles and congratulations, she tried her best to avoid it, saying that she was just impulsive and impulsive.

Everyone saw that she was not very excited, so they lost interest and stopped teasing her.

One morning, Shao Lanlan practiced dancing and her waist was sore and her back ached. After lunch, she wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while, and she didn\'t want someone to tell her to go to the gate to get something.