After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Nan Chu booked a night flight, and it was already 9:30 in the evening when Lu Zhilu took her to the airport.

In fact, Nan Chu is not the clingy type when it comes to love, but after being together for two whole days, he suddenly has to go back to Shenzhen, and he feels a little reluctant.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, pulled Lu Zhilu to her side and kissed him: "Then I'll leave. I'll go back to the capital to see Lu Ruzhuo next week."

I passed security check normally, got on the economy class flight, and played with my phone for a while before the plane took off.

Just as she turned on the flight mode and leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed to take a nap, she felt a noise and someone sat down next to her.

She didn't open her eyes, but just tilted her head and adjusted her sleeping position.

As a result, a big hand pressed on her head, and a familiar male voice came: "Sleep on my shoulder."

"???"

Nan Chu opened his eyes to confirm as if he was hallucinating.

Lu Zhilu was sitting in the seat next to her.

Her eyes were filled with shock: "How come you are on the plane too?"

"I have something to do in Shenzhen. Why, don't you like me to go with you?"

Nan Chu said: "No, but why did you go to Shenzhen City? Why didn't you tell me just now?"

Lu Zhilu looked at her and smiled, "We went to Shenzhen to get a marriage certificate and remarry. Didn't you say you didn't bring your household registration book with you?"

"..."

Nan Chu felt dizzy for a moment, and fell into Lu Zhilu's arms, hugged him, buried his head in his neck and whispered, "Just to get the certificate?"

"Didn't you want to stay with me for a while? Don't you want to now?"

When Lu Zhilu looked down at her, Nan Chu's heart started beating wildly, and she raised her head and kissed him as if possessed by a ghost.

This is a medium-sized plane, and each row of seats has two seats, so the space is relatively small.

Lu Zhilu grabbed her wrist, turned around and kissed her back, kissing her a little harder, and said in a deep voice: "Will you come with me to the hotel in Shenzhen later? You won't have to rush into the morning rush hour tomorrow."

The Mandarin Oriental Hotel where he often stayed was very close to the TV station where she worked, much closer than the house she rented.

He also mentioned, "You can sleep a little longer tomorrow morning."

Nan Chu understood immediately, his cheeks flushed, "So will it be very late before I can go to bed tonight?"

Hearing this, he smiled somewhat dissolutely: "If you want it to be late, I will satisfy you."

"..."

In the aisle, the stewardess passed by.

"Sir, please fasten your seat belt. The plane is ready to take off."

Nan Chu pushed Lu Zhilu away and sat back upright.

Lu Zhilu responded, glanced at Nan Chu, and slowly fastened his seat belt.

The direct flight to Shenzhen takes two hours, but Lu Zhilu is used to flying in business class on large airplanes, and his legs are so cramped in the economy class of this small plane that he can’t even stretch them out.

I adjusted my sitting position and legs several times uncomfortably, feeling a little tired.

Nan Chu said, "Why don't you take business class? It's the same if you come to me after you get off the plane."

Lu Zhilu pressed her head on his shoulder and said, "Go to sleep. Next time, just use my card to upgrade your cabin. I'll give it to you later."

Nan Chu’s legs weren’t that long, and the flight was only two hours, so it didn’t really matter to her whether she got a higher cabin class or not.

"Your legs are too long. You should saw off some of them. Then I won't feel tired when sitting."

Lu Zhilu was amused when he heard this: "Is it my fault that my legs are too long? My airline's lifetime platinum card allows me to upgrade to a free cabin without paying for any upgrade vouchers. It would be a waste if I don't use it."

This is the truth. The airline gives him coupons every month. Does someone like him need free coupons?

Nan Chu wasn't pretentious. After hearing what he said, he thought, well, it would be a waste not to get a promotion.

After flying for two hours, Lu Zhilu moved his legs for two hours.

He also suffered a gunshot wound to the leg.

Finally, Nan Chu put his hands on his thighs and squeezed them a few times, "Is this more comfortable?"

Lu Zhilu looked at her with a teasing look in his eyes: "It's quite comfortable, try harder."

"..."

It's obviously a normal sentence, but why does it smell a bit amorous?

When Nan Chu was about to obediently punch him on the leg, Lu Zhilu grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms, teasing, "Look, there's no privacy in economy class. Even flirting requires consideration of the surrounding environment. It's like having an affair."

"…Is this one of the reasons why you're flying business class?"

"Why not?"

He didn't deny it.

Nan Chu naturally thought of him and his exes, glared at him and said, "You and your ex were flirting on the plane too?"

Lu Zhilu: "..."

He seemed to have dug a huge hole for himself.

"I've never forced myself to sit in economy class with my ex."

Nan Chu smiled and rolled her eyes at him: "Thank you."

Lu Zhilu also laughed, and pulled her over to coax her for a long time, "I will be yours from now on."

If he wants to, he is really good at coaxing people and can make them obey him.

Nan Chu couldn't stand it. Even if he wanted to find a reason to lose his temper, he was coaxed into losing his temper by him.

When they arrived at the hotel, Lu Zhilu forced her to stay up late.

There were two sets in the trash can.

Nan Chu leaned in his arms, looking at his household registration book, and muttered: "You actually brought the household registration book here..."

Lu Zhilu hugged her and said with a smile: "What else, do you think I am playing house with you? Go home and get your household registration booklet after get off work tomorrow?"

"But I got off work at 6 o'clock, and when I went home to get my household registration book, the Civil Affairs Bureau was already closed."

Lu Zhilu raised his eyebrows and suggested, "Why don't you take a leave this afternoon? For something as important as getting the marriage certificate, it's not too much to ask for half a day off, right?"

Nan Chu said, "How about the day after tomorrow? I'll ask the editor-in-chief for leave the afternoon tomorrow, and then go home tomorrow night to tell my mom that she doesn't know about my remarriage with you yet."

Although Meng Jingyi is unlikely to object much, she is the elder after all, so I still have to inform her.

Lu Zhilu: "Okay, I'll visit your mother tomorrow night?"

Nan Chu: "No... She seems to be very afraid of you."

……

The next night, as soon as Nan Chu got off work, he saw a flashy silver Lamborghini Urus parked downstairs of the TV station. It was Lu Zhilu's new car.

Last time he complained that he had no car to drive to Shenzhen and that it was a waste of time queuing for a taxi. Not long after he returned home, he ordered one and now the license plate has been applied for.

Nan Chu trotted over: "Are you really going to visit my mother tonight?"

Lu Zhilu opened the passenger door and said, "Get in the car and go buy some gifts. I don't know what your mother likes."

Nan Chu picked out two sets of skin care products that Meng Jingyi usually used, as well as some health supplements that she might take. When passing by a jewelry counter, Lu Zhilu asked her to pick out a Tai O white pearl necklace and a pair of earrings.

When Lu Zhilu carried those things and placed them in front of Meng Jingyi, Meng Jingyi sat on the sofa and didn't dare to move.

Meng Jingyi stood there in bewilderment, looking at Nan Chu, then at Lu Zhilu who suddenly appeared, and asked with a hesitant smile: "What do these mean?"

Lu Zhilu was very direct: "What I mean is... Nanchu and I are going to get a marriage certificate and remarry. I hope you can agree."

"...Huh? This..."

So careless?

How could she remember that they had just divorced not long ago?

Meng Jingyi looked at Nan Chu tentatively and was stunned for a long time before she stood up and pulled Nan Chu into the room to talk alone.

Meng Jingyi was not without concerns, "Is Lu Zhilu serious? Has his family agreed to your remarriage?"

Nan Chu said truthfully: "No objection, I went to his house on the weekend, and his family was very nice."

"Really?"

Nan Chu nodded, "Really."

Meng Jingyi didn't have much to say, she just said, "This is your own business. Since you have thought it through, there is no point in me stopping you. But I have to remind you that Lu Zhilu has a bad temper. Even if we remarry, you will probably have to be more tolerant in the future. It's okay as long as you can bear it."

Nan Chu naturally thought about it: "Well, I know."

After thinking about it, it’s impossible that his temper is worse than before.

When she came out of the room, Meng Jingyi took out the household registration booklet and handed it to Lu Zhilu, saying timidly and stubbornly: "Here, treat my Jiaojiao well in the future. Although we have no power or influence, we don't rely on your Lu family's power to make a living. If you treat her badly, she can divorce you at any time."