There is no bottom line for the president of flash marriage to spoil his wife

Chapter 2033

These gossip news spread throughout Jiangcheng.

Those women who admired Qiao Han really all gritted their teeth against Zhan Haoyu. Everyone united and wanted to deal with Zhan Haoyu, but the families behind them warned them not to provoke Zhan Haoyu.

Zhan Haoyu is a smiling tiger with a smiling face, and he eats people with a smile.

Even if they work together, they will not be Zhan Haoyu's opponent.

In the luxurious private room, only Zhan Haoyu and Qiao Han sat at the big round table that could seat a dozen people.

There were no delicacies from mountains and seas on the big round table, only six dishes and one soup.

There are also two bottles of famous wine.

The bodyguards of Qiao's family had dinner in the next room, so it was Zhan Haoyu's treat.

That is the person who protects his fiancée, how could he treat him badly.

"Qiao Han, try these dishes, I cook them for you myself."

Zhan Haoyu served Qiao Han a bowl of soup, and said, "I haven't cooked for anyone for a long time."

The corner of Qiao Han's mouth twitched, and said, "Then I'm really honored."

You can eat dishes cooked by Zhan Haoyu himself.

"You are indeed very honored. Let me tell you, my parents rarely have the opportunity to eat the dishes I cook. That is, when my grandma wants to have a good taste, I will go online. Our nine brothers This one, who knows how to cook, was forced by my grandma."

"Even my elder brother's cooking skills are excellent. When he lied to my sister-in-law by hiding his identity, he often contracted to cook."

Qiao Han looked at him.

"Don't look at me, I'm still so handsome, and don't care what others think of us, you and I know what's going on with us."

What he meant was that he knew she was a woman.

She also knows that she is not a real man.

They know it well.

"Come on, try the soup I made, whether it tastes good or not, and whether it suits your appetite."

Zhan Haoyu put the bowl of soup in front of Qiao Han.

After Qiao Han was silent, he still picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it.

"How about it?"

Zhan Haoyu asked expectantly.

Qiao Han didn't speak, but she took a second sip and a third sip, obviously liking the taste of the soup.

There is a smile in Zhan Haoyu's eyes.

He cooks himself, so he doesn't believe in Qiao Han's stomach.

He accompanied Qiao Dong to go fishing that day, and he grilled fish for Qiao Dong that night. Qiao Dong also called Qiao Han and his brother back to have a barbecue together. That night, the four members of Qiao's family had enough to eat.

Qiao Dong and his wife repeatedly praised Zhan Haoyu's grilled fish as delicious.

Qiao Xuan also told Zhan Haoyu that if Zhan Haoyu went fishing with his father again, he must tell him that he would go fishing too, and if he caught more fish, he would be able to eat more grilled fish.

Although Qiao Han didn't say anything, judging from how much she ate, Zhan Haoyu can be sure that Qiao Han also likes it.

Qiao Dong called him on WeChat just now to go fishing together again in the afternoon.