Yuan Han nodded faintly and explained in a low voice: "me too. My stomach is suddenly uncomfortable..."

"So it's a coincidence." Xiang Yunchao smiled and guessed some of everyone's meaning in his heart. He took a serious look at Yuanhan's dress today, nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Xiaohan, you are so beautiful today."

Hearing Xiang Yunchao's words, Yuan Han lowered his head in shame.

As they had entered the lobby, they stopped talking in order to avoid other guests finding them chatting. The little flower children are pulling the mulberry wedding dress skirt, sprinkling flowers and jumping forward. This naturally includes yuan Tianle, the son of Yuan Han.

Tianle remembers his mother's instructions before going out and has been obedient at the wedding. However, his handsome face and the sweet smile on his face are still surrounded by a lot of powder. Yuan Han walked in front and heard the praise from the audience from time to time.

"Whose child is that boy? He's so cute!"

"Yes, it's so cute!"

While feeling gratified, Yuan Han also felt very proud. This son is now her only one. She was glad that her son was so sensible and clever that he would always know how to think of her. However, Tianle and Gu Mohan look so much alike. Every time he sees Tianle, Yuanhan will think of Gu Mohan

How long has she not seen him? Tianle is now three and a half years old. They haven't seen each other for more than four years, have they? Her life is very plain now, and she is very comfortable every day. What about him? How has he been these years? How's he doing? Have you forgotten him? He and he Shiya should both have a good time, right?

Yuan Han's thoughts floated far away. Unconsciously, he heard people behind him booing around her. Yuan Han slowly recovered and saw that the big guys were smiling at her, and in her arms was the bride's Bouquet!

Yuan Han was suddenly stunned again. She was just a trance. How did the bride's bouquet fall into her arms? However, before Yuanhan could shake his God's son, Tianle had run to his mother's side, took his mother's hand and turned around happily. While running, he shouted excitedly: "Oh ~ oh ~ mom has received the bride's bouquet, mom and dad are finally getting married. Oh ~ oh ~ mom and dad are getting married."

Yuan Han was startled by Tianle's words. He glanced at the people around him, and then quickly stabilized Tianle's body to prevent him from turning again. "Lele, don't make trouble."

"Mom, I didn't make trouble. Aunt pastoral told me that as long as she received the bride's bouquet, it means luck has come to her and she can get married immediately. Now that her mother received the bouquet, it means that her mother is about to get married." Tianle looked up at Yuanhan and said seriously.

"Lele, stop it." Yuan Han stopped repeatedly.

Tianle pouted. He heard aunt Tianyuan say that as long as her mother received a bouquet of flowers, she could get married soon. But now, looking at my mother, why doesn't it seem like it?

Suddenly, Tianle saw Xiang Yunchao not far from him, so he quickly dragged him over. "To my father, aunt pastoral told me that if my mother received a bouquet of flowers, you would marry her. Is this true?"

After hearing Tianle's words, Xiang Yunchao first looked at Yuanhan, then squatted down and said to him, "Lele, we have to ask Mom about this! Also, today is the wedding of aunt mulberry and our uncle Langzha. Shouldn't Lele make such a noise? Come on, take you to eat with your uncle?"

Tianle looked up at his serious mother. Seeing Yuanhan's serious look, he had to nod wrongly and let Xiang Yunchao hold himself down.

The bridegroom hurried out to make things better, and the atmosphere at the scene became lively again. Accompany the bride and groom to toast to each table. When people don't pay much attention, Yuan Han also slipped away.

"I'm really sorry today, director Xiang. Lele knew that he was fooling around..." when Yuan Han found Xiang Yunchao and Tianle, Tianle had had enough to eat and drink. At the moment, he was lying in Xiang Yunchao's arms and dozing off.

"Xiaohan, there's nothing to be ashamed of. Lele is a clever child!" Xiang Yun smiled gently at Yuan Han. In his heart, what Tianle said today was exactly what he wanted to say to her. Over the past few years, he has been with her. No one around him can't see his thoughts on her. Yuan Han is always unwilling to accept him... Every time he mentions emotional problems, Yuan Han takes care of him. He really has no way to get Yuanhan, but at the same time, he loves her very much. Because he knew that although Yuanhan was very happy on the surface, it was always difficult for her to be happy in her heart. Every time he looks at Yuan Han's forced smile, his heart is uncomfortable

Yuan Han looked at Tianle in his sleep and couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking his smooth little face. For Tianle, she is still guilty. Even if she gave him the best, she couldn't make up for her father. He is so dependent on Xiang Yunchao that he is eager to have a father like other children! "I'm sorry, Lele..."

"Xiao Han, don't say that. Lele is well taken care of by you!" Xiang Yunchao couldn't bear to see that Yuan Han pushed all his mistakes on himself and hurriedly comforted him.

"Thanks to you too, to the director. Lele, he likes you very much!" Yuan Han said and looked at Xiang Yunchao with gratitude.

"I like Lele very much, too." Xiang Yunchao also smiled and said.

They smiled and talked for a while, but Lele still didn't wake up. Yuan Han looked at Tianle's sleeping face and sighed helplessly. Then he turned his eyes to Xiang Yunchao again and said leisurely, "to the director, I can see that you like children very much... You are not young and should get married earlier. In this way, the children of our two families can play together in the future!" Through what happened at today's wedding, Yuan Han felt that she could not delay him any more

"Xiaohan, you know..." Xiang Yunchao looked at Xiang Yuanhan in disbelief. Does she mean to make him give up her? Isn't she willing to guard her side so simply?