Divorce contract: President please sign

Shen Boyan opened the chair for her to sit down. His good education since he was a child made these demeanors already integrated into his habits. It didn't seem so deliberate, it seemed natural, but it was more of a gentleman's demeanor.

Although candlelight dinners and such are indeed too old to be old, for a man like Shen Boyan who has a rigorous and meticulous attitude in life and work, he can't expect any overnight breakthrough. After all, Rome is not Built in a day.

What's more, Mo Changan felt that being able to feel Shen Boyan's serious concentration from Shen Boyan was already a kind of happiness for her to be thankful for.

Then Shen Boyan took down a bouquet of flowers from the cabinet next to her and handed it to her.

"Here, White Rose."

There were no sweet words of love, he just said a few words, and handed a bouquet of roses to her in a daze.

Forget it, can't ask for too much.

When Mo Changan took the bouquet, he muttered a sentence in his heart. He looked down at the bouquet, and saw white roses with purple bellflowers, and some tiny gypsophila stars. It was a very beautiful bouquet. The flowers, and the packaging...

At first glance, it is produced by Hibiscus Sang Flower House.She raised her brows slightly, "You went to the Jinsang Flower House?"

Shen Boyan nodded lightly. He had never done such a thing before. Now that she was looking straight at her with such a smile, there was nothing wrong with him...

He simply walked across to her and sat down at the other end of the dining table.Mo Changan didn't intend to make him more awkward, so he just sniffed the scent of the flowers lightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Shen Boyan raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Next to him came up a chef wearing a tall white hat, blond and blue-eyed, when was he in this room?Mo Changan really didn't notice it.

The chef came up to uncover the appetizers, very authentic French appetizers and aperitifs, God knows how Shen Boyan invited a foreign chef to cook at home, the kitchen at home can’t cook such authentic French dishes Meals, how many kitchen tools do you have to bring here in big and small bags?

Mo Changan couldn't drink, so he could only look helplessly at the crimson and fragrant liquid in Shen Boyan's goblet.

Then he resigned to his fate and looked at the goblet filled with orange juice in front of him...

"Appetizers, please." The foreign chef wearing a white chef's hat spoke a sentence of French, which sounded like singing.

Mo Chang'an took a look at his first dish, French snails... yes, she likes to eat it, and she felt a little happy. It's been a long time since she had eaten anything delicious.

She turned her head and opened her mouth to speak to the cook in standard French, "Thank you."

She is proficient in Chinese, English, French and German, and her language talent is evident. If she is no longer a boss, she would be a good tour guide or translator.

The blond cook even had a golden beard, so he smiled at Mo Changan and politely praised, "Madam, you are the most beautiful oriental woman I have ever seen."

Mo Changan was taken aback when he heard this, only thinking that this is also Shen Boyan's meaning?Just looking up at Shen Boyan, I saw a little displeasure in his eyes when he looked at the cook.

Obviously, it wasn't what he meant, the cook was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Changan could only thank him again.

The cook went to Shen Boyan's side and took off the appetizer cover for him as well.

The two ate quietly. To be honest, it always felt a little strange for a couple to have a candlelight dinner with someone standing next to them.

Mo Chang'an frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say, "It's weird to have someone standing by, and it's inconvenient to talk."

Shen Boyan was originally lowering his eyes, holding a knife and fork in an elegant posture, eating quietly, after hearing what she said, he raised his eyes and looked at her, his lips were slightly curved, with an evil spirit, "What do you want to tell me, others will listen to you." Is it inconvenient?"

She didn't mean that, but was misinterpreted by him, Mo Changan simply didn't say anything.

Shen Boyan put down the knife and fork in his hand, held the wine glass, took a sip, and then said leisurely, "You can say whatever you want. This cook is French. He came to China to exchange cooking skills. In Zeyu's hotel, He was staying in China for a month, and he specially invited him over for a meal, because he couldn’t understand Chinese.”

Mo Chang'an's hands froze, she's been pregnant for three years, she's a fool... That's right, he's a foreigner, who can't understand Chinese...

After a meal, the two chatted a lot casually, mostly about the endorsement, and then they talked about today's Bai Yanjun and Mi Ke.

"So you thought on the phone that I came to Xingshi to inquire about crimes?" Now that this was mentioned, Shen Boyan couldn't help but think of her nonsensical words on the phone, and now that he thinks about it, "Who is she to me?" ? Why should I stand up for her?"

"I thought..." Mo Changan opened his mouth, spit out three words but didn't continue. Indeed, she was thinking too much.

"Why? You are my Shen Boyan's wife. No matter what, I haven't reached the point where I stand up for an insignificant person." Shen Boyan said, the fork pricked the last piece of foie gras on the plate, and the table manners were instant. lost...

Mo Changan laughed when he heard this, "It's rare that you still remember this."

The fact that I am your wife.

"I've never forgotten it." Shen Boyan put the foie gras into his mouth, chewed it for a while and swallowed it, then raised his eyes to look at her, "No matter what happened before, no matter what will happen in the future, but now listen carefully Now, my attitude towards marriage is serious. I won't run away or die halfway. So, you don't have to worry about anything."

Mo Changan's hand, which was holding the glass to drink orange juice, paused.

Suddenly, he understood what he meant. Her father, Mo Jiangyuan, was the one who ran away halfway, and he worked hand in hand with Zhou Yichun, leaving her to bear everything alone.And his father, Shen Xun, was the one who died halfway, leaving him and Yin Qingmu orphaned and widowed...

What he said sounded unpleasant, and he couldn't even hear much warmth, but the persistence in his eyes and the determination in his tone.

It was only then that Mo Changan realized that, in fact, this was the promise and vow she had never heard in her wedding.

Don't be afraid of the future, don't read the past.Regardless of poverty, wealth or disease or health in the future, he will go hand in hand.

What Shen Boyan said just now should be translated into this meaning, right?

Mo Changan raised his eyes to look at him quietly, and saw his fixed eyes, which just hit her eyes and her heart.

Shen Boyan thought that she should say something, after all, this was the first time he made such a promise to a woman.But she didn't say anything, which made him wonder whether his words were still too vague and not clear enough?

In fact, Mo Changan also thought that maybe he should say something, but in fact, what he wanted to say, all his promises, his long-term persistence and enthusiasm in his heart, had long been... hung on his wrist , has been with him for a long time.

(I have a hunch that you will like today's chapter, baa ha ha ha ha - the king of two cigarettes)