Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 890 Discuss your character (7)

After walking two steps, Tang Ruochen seemed to be looking ahead, but actually said to her without changing his expression, "Take my arm."

Reluctantly, Lan Weiwei was held by his shoulders, and said as he walked, "You think beautifully!"

He still had an expressionless face: "You're just doing this to your wife...?"

Lan Weiwei seems to have heard the meaning behind the words, and she can't even do this superficial effort, so she's ashamed to keep using other people's names on her face?
Although she didn't know if that was what Tang Ruochen meant.

Therefore, Lan Weiwei was not so willing, and took his arm, "It's okay."

In the next half day, Lan Weiwei drank with him for a while, and met several business giants who usually didn't even have the opportunity to meet each other. Suddenly, Lan Weiwei felt that her trip was really not in vain. Tang Ruochen's arm really It's not in vain, those big bosses who usually have to make an appointment are now nodding and bowing to her one by one, that feeling is really... not to mention how cool it is.

At least the road ahead will be wider and smoother, without wasting time and energy unnecessary.

At the end, she still didn't forget to say a word to Tang Ruochen: "Thank you!"

Tang Ruochen ignored her, and directly pulled her outside, Lan Weiwei looked around for no one, looked at him and asked, "You...what are you doing!"

"A thank you is enough?"

"Then what else do you want?"

"In a while, the groom will send us away, you...come home with me." This sentence was not a discussion with her, but an ordering tone.

"Others...wouldn't care about our car?" Because they didn't come together, logically speaking, husbands and wives should come together when they attend other people's wedding banquets, there is no reason for them to drive their own cars, Lan Weiwei thought, What if you don't let him go after you go back with him?
"Today is my birthday." Tang Ruochen said.

As soon as the words were finished, Lan Weiwei was stunned. Today is his birthday, why didn't she think of it at all?

Then it's his birthday, and he still has to attend someone else's wedding banquet...and it's a meaningless wedding banquet for him.

Thinking of this, Lan Weiwei looked up at him, she knew that he was actually looking for her, otherwise, he would not have attended the wedding banquet at all.

"Then Let's go." Before it was too late, she might not be able to go back tonight.

Lan Weiwei let Tang Ruochen hold her hand and walked towards the wedding banquet, halfway she said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I...I didn't prepare a present."

"It's okay." As long as you're by my side.

Tang Ruochen was able to attend the wedding banquet, which was beyond everyone's imagination, especially in that temporary scene, Lan Weiwei suddenly felt that a person like him should not attend other people's wedding banquets, because... everyone's focus was on him body.

Lan Weiwei sat on the long-lost, familiar co-pilot, secretly glanced at Tang Ruochen, feeling sorry for him in her heart, she didn't remember his birthday at all, no wonder she felt that today's day was so Familiar, but can't remember what day it is today.

She tentatively asked: "It's not too late now, I'm going to make dinner for you in a while."

"Okay." Tang Ruochen replied.

After a moment of silence, Lan Weiwei looked at her fingers and said in a soft voice, "Happy birthday."

At this moment, when passing a red light, Tang Ruochen looked back at her, and thought it was her finger's birthday without knowing it.

Tang Ruochen saw that she kept clasping his fingers, fearing that she would snap the skin off, so he reached out and held her hand. Following his sudden movement, Lan Weiwei trembled in shock and did not hide.

Then she let him hold her hand, drove with one hand, and returned home.

Seeing that it was still early, Lan Weiwei asked him, "Have you ordered a cake yet?"

If she didn't come, he didn't plan to celebrate his birthday, because it didn't mean much.

After a pause, Lan Weiwei knew from his expression, and said to him, "How about I make one for you?"

"You know how to make cakes?" In fact, what Tang Ruochen wanted to ask was if it was edible?
"It shouldn't be difficult, right?" Lan Weiwei asked him as well as herself.

"Don't ask me, you are the one who did it." Could it be that you don't know yourself?

(End of this chapter)