The rich man: Which little husband of mine

The game between the two was about to start. When Cui Zheming came back in the evening, he saw the messy living room.

There was unspeakable jealousy in his eyes.

Look at this dress, it should be a flying fish, right?

Has he returned to the capital?

Cui Zheming is truly a model of a good man. Even though he was extremely jealous, he still continued to pack clothes for the other person.

Duan Nanjia also came back with him.

Duan Nanjia had left something here, so he wanted to follow it back.

But when he saw the mess in the house, he felt very complicated.

But there was only one voice from beginning to end.

Who is this person? !

Zhan Xinyue was applying medicine to Feiyu upstairs. Due to excessive pulling, the perforated area was slightly injured.

"Does it hurt?"

"Well~ It hurts, but I like all the marks left by my sister~"

"Remember to use the safe word next time."

"Ah."

In fact, he couldn't tell what the feeling was at that time, there was only endless happiness.

Zhan Xinyue heard some noise downstairs and took people downstairs.

Cui Zheming saw that it was indeed a flying fish.

Feiyu shyly greeted Cui Zheming: "Hello, Mr. Cui~"

"Ah."

Feiyu looked at Duan Nanjia behind Cui Zheming again.

I have never seen this person before. Could he be a newcomer?

But you didn’t join the group?

Feiyu had just been favored by the emperor, and she was still a little proud of herself. At this time, although she was jealous when she saw Duan Nanjia, she felt more like "You are not as good as me, I was with my sister just now~".

"Hello, I'm Feiyu."

Duan Nanjia was stunned for a moment. His originally tense face suddenly became particularly narrow-minded when he received the other party's goodwill.

"Hello, Duan Nanjia."

Feiyu smiled at him, then walked up to Cui Zheming and took the ingredients from his hand.

"Boss Cui bought so many delicious foods!"

"Have you eaten?"

Although Cui Zheming was asking Feiyu, his eyes were actually looking at Zhan Xinyue.

Feiyu looked through the ingredients while answering, "No, my sister and I just got up."

He said this on purpose.

Duan Nanjia clenched his hands unconsciously.

Cui Zheming's eyes changed, but there was still no flaw on his face.

"Then I'll do something simple."

"Don't bother, just order takeout."

Zhan Xinyue spoke softly.

As soon as Cui Zheming came back from work, she asked someone to cook, even though none of the donkeys in the production team did that.

She is distressed.

Cui Zheming nodded, and together with Feiyu, put the ingredients in their hands into the refrigerator.

Duan Nanjia stood at the door, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Logically, he should leave.

But... my feet just wouldn't obey.

Zhan Xinyue noticed his dilemma, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Nanjia, let's have dinner first."

"Oh...ok."

This sentence gave him a reason to stay.

Feiyu and Cui Zheming came over after putting their things away.

Cui Zheming, like a patriarch, took out his cell phone and asked everyone what they wanted to eat.

It took four people a long time to order.

Zhan Xinyue could see that he must be very tired today, and it seemed that he had gone out to run around the venue.

"Ming, go upstairs and take a shower and rest."

"Ah."

Cui Zheming didn't say much and went upstairs to take a shower.

Feiyu glanced at Duan Nanjia, then walked over and sat down beside him.

"You are not in the group, can I add you to the group?"

"Huh? What group?"

Duan Nanjia was completely confused.

Feiyu glanced at Zhan Xinyue ambiguously, but didn't say anything clearly: "You'll know when you go in."

"Oh......"

Although Duan Nanjia was confused, he still joined the group obediently.

Group name 'New Moon Harem Competition (8)'

Count him as eight.

He also completely understood what kind of group this was.

Duan Nanjia blushed immediately and waved her hands back and forth: "No, no, no, you misunderstood, I-I am not..."

"Ah?" Feiyu felt that he had no reason to be wrong.

He looked at Zhan Xinyue again with some embarrassment, and Zhan Xinyue had a faint smile on his face.

"He is indeed not, he is just a very simple employee of mine."

"Ah...haha, sorry, you better leave then."

Although Duan Nanjia refuted it quickly the previous second, he felt a little depressed after Zhan Xinyue said no the next second.

But isn't this what he has always insisted on?

What's the point of this happening again?

Duan Nanjia often reflects on himself in this way.

Feiyu looked at him and felt a little lost, and couldn't help guessing in his heart.

It’s obvious that this guy likes my sister, but he’s not... Could it be... that my sister doesn’t like him?

But my sister doesn't like him, so why would she hand over the company to him? Why would she keep him for dinner?

Feiyu carefully observed Duan Nanjia for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

This guy said no, but he wanted it in his heart.

Duan Nanjia reluctantly left the group.

Xiaoli and Xiaozhi in the group started the army of greetings.

Xiao Li: ??? What’s going on?

Xiaozhi: ??? Withdraw a love rival?

Flying Fish: I made a mistake. I thought it was, but it turned out not to be. Sorry~

Xiaozhi:. . .

...

Zhan Xinyue curled up the corners of her lips and looked at Feiyu: "What do you guys talk about in the group all day?"

"Hmm~ Brother Xiaozhi and Xiaoli curse at each other all day long, Xiaoyang and I occasionally chat, Brother Zheng and Zicen occasionally pop in, and President Cui never says a word..."

Zhan Xinyue nodded.

It fits their personality quite well.

Duan Nanjia stood aside without saying a word, listening to their conversation.

Not long after, Cui Zheming finished his shower and came downstairs.

After all, he was a virtuous man. As soon as he came down, he started washing dishes and preparing tableware for four people.

Zhan Xinyue got down from the sofa, walked to the kitchen, and hugged Cui Zheming from behind.

"Mm~ Mr. Cui is still the best, it's comfortable to hug."

Cui Zheming's mouth corners slightly raised: "I called Auntie to come and clean the room tomorrow morning. I just cleaned up the guest room next door. We can sleep there tonight."

He said that what he wanted to clean up was the mess caused by Zhan Xinyue and Feiyu.

Zhan Xinyue really thought he was so nice.

"Well, Ming is so nice. I want to marry you home~"

"If you can marry me, I will."

Cui Zheming said this in a low voice, but it was loud enough for Zhan Xinyue to hear.

But Zhan Xinyue didn't say anything.

......in the living room.

Only Feiyu and Duan Nanjia were left.

Feiyu suddenly seemed to feel pain for some reason.

"Sigh~"

"what happened?"

Duan Nanjia was not very worried, but the awkwardness between the two of them had to be broken.

The flying fish bent its waist 'cautiously'.

"Can you help me get the medicine box from the upstairs storage room?"

"okay."

Duan Najia followed the instructions and took the things back.

"Are you injured? Do you need my help?"

"No, I have to do this myself."

After saying that, he took out the disinfectant from the medicine box, took off his shirt, turned his back to Duan Nanjia, and applied the medicine again to the place where Zhan Xinyue had just applied the medicine.

Although his behavior was to cover up, he was actually showing off.

Duan Nanjia naturally noticed the shiny metal product on his chest.