One thought of a flash marriage, the husband teases lightly

Suddenly, a chopstick dish was placed on the plate.

Yuan Zheng said: "Be careful when eating, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach."

He Jiarui looked up at him, pursed his lips and said, "I'm almost full."

"You haven't even eaten the staple food, are you full?" Yuan Zheng put a bowl of rice in front of her, "Eat this."

He Jiarui said: "I'll give you half of it, I can't eat it."

"You said you can't eat two taels of rice?" Yuan Zheng asked, and then said in a commanding tone: "Are you hungry if you don't tell me? Eat them all."

He Jiarui looked at his serious look, lowered his head, curled his lips, and picked up his rice bowl.

Yuan Zheng ate another bowl of rice and said to her: "Is the Feng Xian Zhu Tiao you just mentioned Feng Yuandong from the Far East Group?"

"Well, it's him."

"Tell your friend not to ask him for help, otherwise you will be tricked to the bone."

He Jiarui pondered and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

It seems that Feng Yuandong is notorious and everyone in the circle knows what a bad character he is.

After eating, the two came out of the restaurant and got in the car. Yuan Zheng navigated to the Ferris wheel.

He Jiarui was thinking about Chen Lin and said apologetically: "Yuan Zheng, I don't want to go. Let's wait until there is a chance next time. Let's send the painting to Grandpa Chen first."

Yuan Zheng looked at her with dark eyes, and after a moment he said, "Okay, I won't go then."

After that, he navigated Grandpa Chen’s home address.

Mr. Chen was very happy when he saw Yuan Zheng and his wife coming. When he saw the painting that he had been thinking about for a long time, he smiled so much that he couldn't close his mouth. He pulled the two of them and insisted that they stay for dinner.

Yuan Zheng politely declined and took He Jiarui out of Chen's house.

After getting in the car, Yuan Zheng directly navigated to the expressway without asking her if she wanted to go shopping again.

On the way, He Jiarui said: "Don't forget to buy cakes for mom."

"If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it."

He Jiarui looked at his mobile phone and said: "Go straight, turn right at the traffic light in front of you for 500 meters, that's it."

Yuan Zheng glanced at her with a smile, "As expected of a secretary, she is professional."

"That's right. Compared with your secretary, who is more professional?" He Jiarui asked casually without thinking too much.

But after asking, she realized why she wanted to compete with his secretary? It's different.

She was about to say "I'm just kidding", but she heard Yuan Zheng say seriously: "You are better."

"Thank you so much." He Jiarui said half-jokingly.

Yuan Zheng looked at her meaningfully with a half-smile but said nothing.

After buying the pastries, the car drove straight to the highway and returned to Haicheng at around seven o'clock in the evening.

"Where are you going?" Yuan Zheng asked proactively.

He Jiarui said: "I made an appointment with my friends at Wanmao Plaza."

Yuan Zheng said: "I will go back to my old house to recover. When you are done, call me and I will pick you up."

"Are you still staying at the old house tonight?" she asked.

"No, let's go back to our home."

More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of Banmao.

"Call me when you're done." Yuan Zheng warned again.

He Jiarui said: "It's okay, I'll just take a taxi back."

"It's not safe." Yuan Zheng insisted, with an expression that said he couldn't refuse.

He Jiarui looked at him and suddenly fell into a trance. His expression and temperament were like his second brother. It's not a deliberate imitation of the image, it's the image of the same kind of person.

She pursed her lips and said, "I know." Then she got out of the car.

Yuan Zheng held the steering wheel with one hand and tilted his head slightly, watching her leisurely enter the mall, then drove away with a smile.