Prison Marriage

Fengchao Group, President's Office.

"Hey——" the LCD computer suddenly sent a reminder that there was a new email. He Qingzhao signed the document, turned his head to look at it, and moved the mouse to click.

A photo suddenly jumped out and occupied the screen, He Qingmao's complexion changed, and a chill gradually appeared in his eyes.

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Tan Jin went to the company in the afternoon to re-determine the next season's series design, and when the time came, she got off work and returned to the first courtyard on time.

After the car was parked, when I got out of the car, I saw He Qingmao's usual car parked in the garage.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, but didn't pay much attention.

"Young Madam, you are back." The servant took her bag at the door, hesitant to speak.

It was only now that Tan Jin noticed something strange, her heart jumped inexplicably, and her brows frowned: "Did something happen?"

"This... sir is in the dining room." The servant didn't say much, took the bag and stepped aside.

Tan Jin maintained an inexplicable mood, and walked quickly to the dining room.

The dining room is only a decorative wall away from the living room. As soon as Tan Jin stepped into the dining room, she immediately felt a chill, and almost subconsciously raised her head to see the person sitting at the table.

He Qingzhao sat in front of the table expressionlessly, took off his coat, and only wore a white shirt with the top two buttons open, revealing the looming muscle lines inside, sexy and charming.

When Tan Jin saw He Qingzhao like this, his heart tightened.After hesitating for a moment, he resumed his normal pace, walked to the dining table and sat down, and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "I came back earlier than usual today."

"Yeah." He Qingzhao hummed from his nose, picked up the chopsticks and started eating without saying a word.Just now, the expressionless expression on his face seemed to be waiting for her to come over for dinner.

Tan Jin was puzzled.

They have been married for two years. Unless grandpa comes over, with He Qingmao's character, he will never wait for her to come back before serving meals. He wished that he would not have to see Tan Jin sitting at the same table with him for three meals a day. .Have dinner with her when she comes back?Dream it!
But today, He Qingmao really waited for her.

Tan Jin was on guard, while eating casually.

"Without a lover by your side, it's not good to eat?" She was eating when the person opposite suddenly called out.

Tan Jin froze for a moment, then frowned, "What do you want to say?"

"You don't understand what I'm talking about?" He Qingzhao twitched the corner of his mouth, full of sarcasm: "Didn't you eat deliciously at noon today? You can't eat the same dish at night?"

the same dish?

Tan Jin looked at the table subconsciously: Spicy tofu, fish head with chopped pepper, fish-flavored shredded pork... It was indeed the dishes when I ate with Mo Xiangbei at noon today, and even the taste... seemed to be the same.

Her complexion gradually changed, and she fixed her eyes on the person opposite, "You send someone to follow me."

"Following you? Oh, your face is big enough, it's worth sending someone to follow you!"

"Then what do you want to say? Mo Xiangbei and I haven't seen each other for so many years, is it too much to have a meal together?" Tan Jin smiled, but his tone remained calm.

"You still tell me that it's just eating?!" He Qingzhao showed signs of anger, the veins on his forehead were slightly swollen, he turned around, took out a stack of photos from the chair behind him, and threw them at Tan Jin.

Tan Jin subconsciously tilted her head, and the photos flew around, and some of them hit her on the face, falling on the ground, on the table, and in the vegetable bowl.