The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Duan Nanjia just took a glance and his eyes couldn't help but stay there.

Cui Zheming was not used to people knowing about himself and Zhan Xinyue before, but now he is eager to show off that he and Zhan Xinyue are the most compatible ones.

He said nothing as she slowly buttoned up her shirt under his gaze.

"What's the matter, Mr. Duan?"

"Oh...the meal is ready, do you want to eat?"

Duan Nanjia forced himself to forget this memory that should not have existed.

Cui Zheming turned around and looked at Zhan Xinyue: "Would you like to get up and eat?"

"Well, here we come."

Zhan Xinyue simply washed up and went downstairs to eat.

It was supposed to be breakfast, but it turned into lunch.

It's neither lunch nor dinner.

After dinner, Cui Zheming and Duan Nanjia continued to go out to work.

The two people were working outside, and Zhan Xinyue was lying at home.

But she was thinking about who should she entrust the antique business to.

The only person who can be used in the capital is Duan Nanjia, but Duan Nanjia is now only reluctantly mediating in the Bai family.

Not a suitable candidate.

Antiques, who else?

[Host, and Feiyu, doesn't his family own an antique shop? ]

Yup!

And flying fish!

Although Feiyu is very busy, he should have someone he can introduce to someone.

Zhan Xinyue called Feiyu and the call was connected quickly.

"Sister~"

"Are you busy?"

Feiyu glanced at her sister who was arguing with her, and quickly said with a smile: "I'm not busy, I'm on vacation, I'm going home."

"You are in the capital?"

"Yeah~"

"I am also here."

"Really? That's great!"

The sound of Feiyu sounded brisk, but Zhan Xinyue just felt something was wrong.

Usually Feiyu would report to himself in advance whenever he had a holiday, but this time...

"Do you have time? Come out for a moment."

"Yes~"

"Then I'll send you the location."

"Okay~"

After hanging up the phone, Feiyu said he would arrive a little later.

And after he hung up the phone, his sister frowned and asked, "Is it that Moon God?"

"Yes."

"You kid, do you believe I will break your legs?! You don't want to learn the good things, but learn the bad things?! You even learned how to find a sponsor?!"

Feiyu's sister pretended to hit him with a feather duster.

Feiyu took a quick step and dodged: "Sister, didn't you say you don't care about my emotional problems?"

"Emotions, you call that emotions? You call that... I'm embarrassed to even say it!"

Shen Feiniao was so angry that he was about to explode.

I didn't take his affairs seriously at first, after all, there are rumors in the entertainment industry one after another.

When her family's antique business was about to go bankrupt due to the run of Liu's Antique Shop, she went to the door to seek reconciliation. The other party said directly: Doesn't your brother have a special relationship with the chairman of Xinyue Investment? Go find her!

Only then did she realize that her brother had really gone out...!

She really couldn't imagine that if her parents knew, they would probably go straight to the hospital.

Shen Feiyu panted: "Sister, you think too much, Sister Xinyue and I are just... Well, I can't explain it to you in a few words anyway, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

"Stop right there! You...if you keep doing this, one day people won't want you anymore, what will you have left behind?"

As soon as Shen Feiniao finished speaking, Shen Feiyu paused.

"Of course they are beautiful memories~"

Shen Feiniao's expression froze.

It’s over, my brother is really trapped.

On the other side, Feiyu quickly reached Zhan Xinyue's position.

As soon as he saw Zhan Xinyue, he couldn't help but throw himself on her, burying his big head deeply in her arms.

"Sister~ I miss you so much~"

Zhan Xinyue rubbed the dog's head: "I miss you, too."

When Feiyu heard this, he started taking off his clothes without saying a word.

Zhan Xinyue looked at him like this and helplessly held her forehead: "Wait a minute, there is something important."

"...I...I know, I just ran over here, I'm a little hot."

Feiyu took off his shirt, but was told that it was not the right time yet, and his face turned red.

Zhan Xinyue pinched his face and took him to sit on the sofa in the living room.

"When did you take your vacation?"

"I...yesterday."

Feiyu's expression clearly showed that he was hiding something from her, but everyone has secrets, and she knew her limits.

"Well, you can come to me if you encounter any problem."

"Hmm~"

Feiyu nodded obediently, but there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

What if they encounter difficulties where someone doesn't allow them to be together?

Will my sister say: Let’s break up.

No!

He couldn't let this happen.

Zhan Xinyue saw the sadness in his eyes but didn't delve into it too deeply.

"I came here to ask you if there is anyone I can trust. I want to open an antique shop and I need people."

"Well... my family runs an antique shop, but, someone you can trust..."

His family business has always been run by his sister.

"Yes, there is, but... I don't know if she is willing."

Zhan Xinyue nodded: "If possible, could you introduce me to someone?"

"......Um."

Flying Fish nodded.

Just as he was about to make a call, he put the phone down again.

"Sister, actually this person is my sister. My sister is a person..."

Feiyu was too coy to speak.

Zhan Xinyue didn't urge him, just looked at him.

Finally, Feiyu couldn't help himself and told everything.

"Actually, I didn't come back for a vacation this time, but my sister found out about my relationship with my sister, and she didn't quite agree, so..."

Zhan Xinyue understood.

But business is business.

"Don't worry, these are all small matters. You help me make an appointment and I will take care of the rest."

"Sister, you won't...you won't abandon me, right?"

This is what Feiyu is most worried about.

Zhan Xinyue smiled dotingly, raised her hand and touched his head: "As long as you don't leave and don't do anything to leave me, we will always be together."

"Sister...I."

Feiyu was deeply moved and buried himself in her arms again, like a whimpering puppy.

After a while, he raised his eyes with messy hair again: "Sister, I brought something new today~"

Feiyu's voice was muffled, as if he felt a little aggrieved and a little embarrassed.

Zhan Xinyue didn't expect him to be like this and not forget to bring things.

"What type of puppy do you think you are?"

Feiyu raised his head, knelt on the carpet, and couldn't help stimulating his body with one hand: "I am the master's good dog~"

"No~"

Zhan Xinyue moved one foot on his body.

"You are a little bitch who always needs to be punished~"

"Wang~"