Chapter 842 Qingchen and His Wife, Sweet New Year’s Eve

On New Year's Eve, thousands of houses are lit with lights.

Bright lanterns were hung in the garden of Ye's mansion. Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Ye Yuchen led Mu Wanqing home. The whole family gathered together and enjoyed the New Year's Eve dinner happily...

"Qingqing, you will be nineteen in the spring. Even if you don't think about getting married and having children for the time being, you should get engaged first."

Ye Shengkun smiled heartily, and then poured a glass of wine, "Here, let's toast to this young couple first."

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing immediately stood up with the wine glass in hand.

"How can this be done? Uncle Ye is the elder." She handed over the wine glass before Ye Shengkun toasted, "Uncle, aunt, grandma, I respect you."

Ye Shengkun and Shen Jingshu met and smiled.

Shen Jingshu looked at Mu Wanqing with a smile and couldn't help but joke, "It seems that Qingqing has agreed to the engagement."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

This doesn't seem to be the same thing, right?

She glanced sideways, casting a look for help at Ye Yuchen, quietly moved to his side, and kicked him.

"Qingqing is shy."

Ye Yuchen's thin lips curled up slightly, and he immediately raised his glass and stood up, "Let her drink less, I respect you."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

She didn't ask him to get up and toast!

Damn it, things are completely unexplainable now.

So Ye Yuchen toasted to the three elders, and Mu Wanqing clinked glasses with them, preparing to drink them all in one gulp.

But the man stretched out his hand to stop her, "You drink juice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yuchen took Mu Wanqing's wine glass, replaced her wine, and ordered the servant to bring her juice.

Seeing Ye Yuchen's doting on Mu Wanqing, the three elders looked at each other and smiled, "Okay...okay!"

At the family dinner, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

The New Year is approaching, and the fireworks in the night sky are blooming brilliantly, like golden chrysanthemums, releasing the beauty that disappears in an instant...

The leftovers from the New Year's Eve dinner were removed.

Shen Jingshu asked all the servants to go home for the New Year, so they and Butler Pan were the only ones left in the night house.

"Qingqing, come here."

Han Qiushui smiled kindly, spread the dough in the palm of his hand and handed it to her, "Can you make dumplings?"

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, "I know a little bit."

Although I am not particularly good at it, I can use the Angel Eyes and let it teach me how to learn now...

It shouldn't be too difficult.

"Come and help grandma make dumplings." Han Qiu Shui smiled kindly, "That brat Ye Yuchen doesn't like dumplings the most. I don't believe he dares not to eat them even if you can make them yourself."

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's eyes drifted towards him.

Ye Yuchen, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up. His thin lips curled slightly, "Qingqing wrapped it with her own hands, so of course I don't dare."

He walked behind Mu Wanqing, pressing his hot and tight chest against her back, "I'll teach you."

As he spoke, he held the girl's hands and taught her step by step how to make dumplings, adding silver coins to them.

"Don't be like this, I'm so embarrassed..."

Mu Wanqing poked her back with her elbow, trying to push him away with some embarrassment, "I can handle it myself."

"It's okay." Ye Yuchen leaned against her ear, "The dumplings made at our house are quite special. Look here...you have to pinch them again, and here..."

Seeing how sweet the dumplings made by the two of them were, Han Qiushui couldn't bear to get involved in them, so he went to mix the fillings nearby.

The New Year's bell is about to ring, and the dumplings are being cooked.

Mu Wanqing and Ye Yuchen were sitting side by side on the sofa, but their cell phones suddenly rang, "Ring——"