help!My wife doesn't love wealthy families, she wants to divorce

"Then you shouldn't lie to me."

Xia Rou was really moved by Feng Yihan's meticulous arrangement, so her tone of voice softened a lot.

It sounded more like a reproach.

Seeing that Xia Rou's response to his thoughts was indeed received, Feng Yihan's mood was clearly visible.

The location Feng Yihan reserved was very good, by the window, where he could see the scenery outside, and there were green plants covering the front and back tables, which provided a strong sense of privacy, making it very suitable for a couple's date.

After the waiter delivered the food, Feng Yihan took the initiative to cut his steak into small pieces and gave it to Xia Rou.

"Thank you."

Feng Yihan smiled, "Serving my wife, you're welcome."

Xia Rou smiled and lowered her head to eat.

The melodious sound of the violin suddenly sounded from far and near, Xia Rou raised her head in surprise.

"There are performances in this restaurant?"

As soon as the words were finished, she saw the violinist walking towards their table, and she couldn't help being surprised.

"Isn't this what you arranged?"

Cheesy enough too.

Who still engages in such old-fashioned plots these days.

But looking at Feng Yihan's sincere smile, Xia Rou couldn't complain.

Her red lips curled up, "It's quite romantic."

Behind Lu Zhi was a young couple. Looking at the college students who were about eighteen or nineteen, the boy couldn't help laughing twice when he heard her words.

"I didn't expect it. What era is this? There are still people who practice this outdated and old-fashioned way of picking up girls. It's dead."

The girl said, "It's a bit rusty, but it's also a way for people to express their romance. It's better than if you didn't prepare anything."

Boy, "Who says I'm not ready? Look, this is your favorite Dior lipstick. I keep everything you like in mind. I will give you a small gift once we go on a date. I promise you will have it every time." Freshness."

"Honey, I love you!"

From the girl's excited tone, it can be heard that the girl is really happy to receive the gift.

"Look, if you spend so much money to hire someone to play the violin, it's better to use the money to buy you a gift. At least the gift belongs to you."

Boys are obviously very proud of being able to please their girlfriends easily.

The conversation between the two was transmitted verbatim, and Feng Yihan and Xia Rou couldn't even pretend not to hear them.

Feng Yihan's face was ugly.

He didn't expect that these preparations he had made would actually represent outdated stereotypes.

The violin player had already come in front of the two of them, bowed politely and began to play.

Xia Rou doesn't have much knowledge in music, but she still thinks this girl plays very well.

Seeing Feng Yihan's depressed face, Xia Rou smiled at him.

"I think she plays very well, I like it."

Then, she saw Feng Yihan's originally dull eyes instantly lit up like stars.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Xia Rou smiled lightly, "Just be yourself and don't care what others think."

Wouldn't it be exhausting to live if any stranger's words were to be taken seriously?

Moreover, whether it's arranging decorations or preparing gifts, isn't it all about that person's wishes?

It's fine if you think about it, don't care if it's out of date.

"As long as you like it."

The smile on Feng Yihan's lips rose uncontrollably.

After the violin piece was played, the performer bent down to salute and exited the stage tactfully.

The waiter came on stage at the right time and presented Xia Rou with a bouquet of red roses.

"Mrs. Feng, these are roses specially ordered by Mr. Feng for you, please accept them with a smile."

"There are still flowers?"

Xia Rou was very surprised. When she saw the large bouquet of red roses, a smile appeared on her face from the bottom of her heart.

She took the flowers and sniffed the fragrance, "I haven't received any roses yet."

Although I was pursued by boys when I was in college, everyone was a student at that time, and I had to ask my family for living expenses. Where could I have money to buy flowers and chase girls?

Unexpectedly, she has only been out of school for a few years, and now the young people are going to give a gift after a date.

"If my wife likes it, I will give it to you every day in the future."

For Feng Yihan, the relationship between the two of them has finally developed to this level, not to mention flowers, Xia Rou just wants the stars in the sky, as long as possible, he is willing to pick them back for her.

"No." Xia Rou simply rejected his proposal.

Feng Yihan was puzzled, "Why?"

Doesn't she like it?Why doesn't he want to send her flowers every day?

Xia Rou looked at him seriously, with a very serious expression.

"Is it free to send a big bouquet of flowers every day? It doesn't cost money to raise Bao'er and Chen'an? Isn't it good to save the money to raise children?"

He knew that Feng Yihan would make money, but no matter how he could make money, the money had to be spent meaningfully. Sending flowers every day was nothing but waste, and it had no practical use.

"—"

Feng Yihan wanted to say that with his financial resources, let alone a bouquet of flowers a day, even sending him three bouquets of flowers a day can fully afford the job.

But seeing Xia Rou seriously discussing with him the topic of using the money to raise a child, he was suddenly moved.

It's not that he didn't surround himself with women before, but those women came for his money, so when he first got married, seeing Xia Rou spending tens of millions a day made him think that she was also greedy for money That's why I felt very disappointed at that time.

Because she was too disappointed, she was reluctant to come back for two years after going abroad, and missed the precious time between her pregnancy and Baoer's birth to one year old.

As a result, whenever he thinks of these memories now, he can't help but want to slap himself.

"Okay, then I will listen to you."

-

"Good night."

Jing Ruhua stood at the door of the house, smiling and saying goodbye to Yu Shaoqian.

Yu Shaoqian smiled lightly, raised his wrist to look at the time, "Are you still planning to invite me in for a cup of coffee?"

"Next time, drinking coffee at night is easy to cause insomnia."

Jing Ruhua politely declined Yu Shaoqian's intention to enter the door with a smile, opened the door and entered the room under his gaze.

"Mr. Yu, you have to give me some time."

Yu Shaoqian laughed lowly, "Okay."

"Good night."

After saying good night again, the scene was picturesque and closed the door cruelly.

She was afraid that if she slowed down, she would be impulsive, so she had to close the door before she was impulsive.

Looking up at the monitor on the door lock, seeing Yu Shaoqian standing in front of her room for a long while before turning around to leave, Jing Ruhua smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister Lan sent her photos from the celebration banquet.

Jing Ruhua gave her a big smile back.

"No matter how important the celebration banquet is, it's not as important as the old lady's date."

Sister Lan's phone call came in quickly.

"I dare you to give up the celebration banquet because you want to go on a date? Is it with that Yu?"

"Don't tell you."

"Tsk tsk, listening to this delicate voice, you are not in a hotel now, are you?"

The scenery is picturesque, "—"

Does she seem that horny?