Young Master Li's Flash Marriage Wife

Zhao Zhihuan's expression was a little strange. In fact, he didn't know where He Xinran had reached.

The order was a bit confusing, causing him to be a bit confused.

Mother Zhao was quite direct and stepped in front of him in two steps.

Straight to the point, just one sentence.

"Did you sleep?"

"..."

Zhao Zhihuan looked away and nodded sheepishly.

"Ah! Then let us meet!"

Zhao's mother suddenly became excited, turned around and called her husband.

Even though they were working there, they picked up the call in seconds.

"Honey, do you miss me?"

"Of course I miss you!"

Mother Zhao said something vaguely first and then immediately got to the point.

"Honey, did you know that Huanhuan is bringing his daughter-in-law to see us!"

"No, Mom! The horoscopes haven't been..."

Zhao Zhihuan was anxious and wanted to grab the phone.

As a result, Father Zhao became even more excited and spoke every minute.

"I'll buy a plane ticket and go back right away!"

"Wait for me and make sure my daughter-in-law waits for my big red envelope!"

He has incredible mobility and is in airplane mode when he hangs up the phone.

"what……"

Zhao Zhihuan held his forehead and wanted to curse.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Of course it's time to meet my eldest son's sweetheart."

Mother Zhao was all smiles and could not refuse at all.

"I'll decide the location. It's okay, son. It's just a meal."

She patted Zhao Zhihuan on the shoulder, put on her sunglasses and walked out gracefully.

Take two steps and add another sentence.

"It's not very formal, so I won't bring your brother with me."

"..."

Zhao Zhihuan watched his mother walk out silently, feeling very complicated.

This is why he moved out. The whole family is too independent.

As for his mother, she could do things that even ten oxen could not pull back.

But then I thought about it, maybe it was an opportunity.

He is serious about this relationship, and it is only a matter of time before they meet.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Zhihuan called Xinran.

In less than three seconds, the other party picked up.

"have you eaten?"

Zhao Zhihuan leaned back on the sofa and his tone suddenly became gentle.

"In your eyes, I am nothing but food."

Xinran was annoyed, but she was obviously in a good mood.

"How did you cook the hangover soup? It's so delicious."

"Then if you drink from now on, I'll cook it for you."

Zhao Zhihuan chuckled, but he missed her a little after being separated for a while.

Xinran smiled and acquiesced.

"I won't tell you anymore, I still have to go to work."

"By the way, let's meet in the evening. I'll pick you up."

Zhao Zhihuan mentioned it directly, but did not say what the occasion was.

Xinran didn't think much about it, thinking that the two of them would have a meal together.

"Okay, pick me up at that time."

She readily agreed, stuffing the last bite of the sandwich into her mouth.

The simple sauce filled her mouth with the sweetness of honey.

Throughout the day, the two communicated intermittently online.

As soon as she got off work, Xinran ran almost counting the seconds.

As soon as he ran out of the hospital building, he saw Zhao Zhihuan waiting in front of the car from a distance.

He waved and walked towards her.

Xinran was so happy that she ran over.

Not a hug, but better than a hug.

"where to?"

Xinran was full of expectation, with a girlish look in her eyes.

Zhao Zhihuan rubbed her head and asked her to get in the car.

"You'll know where you are."

"It's quite mysterious."

Xinran snorted, but she accepted this level of betrayal.

However, she didn't expect that this pass would be sold to Zhao Zhihuan's hometown.

When she was taken into the high-end restaurant, she was still sighing at the sincerity of the other party.

The result was a table large enough to seat ten people.

There are two on their side and two on the opposite side.

Without waiting for Zhao Zhihuan's introduction, Zhao's mother got up with her husband.

Elegant and dignified, she smiled at Xinran.

"Hello, we are Zhihuan's parents."

Xinran was dumbfounded and didn't react for a long time.

Subconsciously he looked at Zhao Zhihuan beside him, his eyes almost falling out of his head.

What is this, why are you meeting your parents?

No, she just came out of the hospital and didn’t even change her clothes!

Xinran is going crazy, why is it so inappropriate every time?

"...Ah, hello, Auntie."

Xinran was at a loss, so she said hello first.

From this position, I felt like a dwarf surrounded by three giants.

But after I finished speaking, I realized that I had missed something, so I quickly added something to Father Zhao.

"Uncle, uncle too!"

"Hahaha, you are such a polite boy, so are you."

Father Zhao was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and could not see his eyes the whole time.

Mother Zhao's eyes were literally shining, looking back and forth between her son and her daughter-in-law-to-be.

"Did it frighten you?"

"Your Uncle Zhao and I were so happy when we heard about you two!"

As she spoke, she took her husband's arm.

This was not just a simple meeting, it was clearly a wedding ceremony.

Xinran smiled, a little embarrassed.

He was usually very eloquent, but now he didn't know how to speak.

But when she heard this, she was also a little curious.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhao Zhihuan, who was motionless beside him, and asked casually.

"Have you heard about us?"

"Yes, aren't you two in a relationship?"

Mother Zhao held her face coquettishly, like a female college student who was crazily slapping herself on CP.

Xinran was slightly stunned. To be honest, she didn't understand the relationship between them.

No one said it was the beginning, but it seemed that we had already crossed that threshold.

At this time, Zhao Zhihuan suddenly spoke.

"Let's eat first. How long are we going to stand talking like this?"

Xinran glanced at him, and Zhao Zhihuan silently turned his face to the same side.

His expression was unnatural, but people are brought here by themselves, and the situation must be controlled well.

"Yes, yes, let's eat first!"

Mother Zhao blinked and asked Xinran to sit down.

"My little darling, is there anything you shouldn't eat?"

She opened the menu and opened her mouth.

Xinran was stunned. Even her parents had never called her such a disgusting nickname.

"Auntie, I have no taboos."

After all, she had received some etiquette education, but Xinran still had some dignity.

Mother Zhao was even more satisfied. She turned the menu 180 degrees and handed it to her.

"Then you can order whatever you want. Auntie's treat."

"this……"

Xinran feels like sitting on pins and needles, like a gleam on the back, like a lump in the throat.

The enthusiasm of the Zhao family inexplicably gave her the illusion that she was already lying on the chopping block.

The person next to him is the chef holding a kitchen knife.

"Let me do it."

Zhao Zhihuan took the menu over naturally and motioned to the waiter to come over as if nothing had happened.

"You don't need lemongrass or chopped lemon for this pan-fried fish. Lemon juice is fine."

"The steak should be aged at low temperature, with less black pepper..."

The waiters were on standby and wrote down these special requests one by one.

Xinran was a little dumbfounded as she watched Zhao Zhihuan say a lot of words like he was chanting a mantra.

Although I know that this person is good at cooking and he is also good at making adjustments.

But now, is he helping to adjust the taste according to everyone's preferences?

She was surprised and a little confused about how to evaluate it.