Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 447 Old... Father...

Fortunately, shopping was relatively quick, and when the two left the convenience store, the crowd there were still hesitating about whether they are that or that.

When they finally came to their senses and chased after them excitedly, the pair of people with exceptionally superior backs and eye-catching people had disappeared.

Back at the Nanshan Bieyuan, Shi Su originally thought that he hadn't cooked for a long time, and wanted to show off his skills again, but Jing Jihan didn't let her touch even a vegetable leaf, so he drove her back to the hall, and gave her a hand. She threw an ipad for her to sit and play when she was bored.

Boss Jing insisted on ruling the kitchen, and Shi Su couldn't compete with him, so he had to lie on the sofa and watch movies with his ipad in his arms, bored.

The movie is a literary film with a good plot, but it is indeed a hypnotic artifact.

The environment was too quiet and warm, and the atmosphere too leisurely and undisciplined. Shi Su couldn't help closing her eyelids a few times. Suddenly, she was covered with a thin blanket. She raised her head from the sofa: Can we eat?

I'll wait for a while. I'll go to bed when I'm tired. I'll call you when I'm done. The man helped her put the ipad in his arms on the coffee table.

Shi Su turned over on the sofa, put one hand under his face, and pulled up the thin blanket with the other hand, looked up at him: Jing Jihan, if you spoil me so much, you will spoil me.

The man leaned down, staring at her lazy little expression with his clear and dark eyes: It's not enough.

Isn't that enough? Do you want me to go to heaven? Shi Su smiled and pulled the thin blanket up to cover half of his face, blocking his mouth that could not help but smile, But it couldn't be covered no matter what, he put down the thin blanket again with a smile and said, If this goes on like this, I will be used to you as a waste that you can't lift or shoulder. Don't let me touch it, if I am so used to you that I don't want to do anything in the future, just sit and lie down every day waiting to be fed, you can't blame me, it's all because of you.

With me here, which round is up to you? The man's eyebrows moved slightly.

At this time, there was a reminder sound from the kitchen that the rice cooker was ready. He got up and walked back, his back was always so natural and elegant, as if he was going not to the kitchen, but to a meeting room with a multi-national cooperation of hundreds of millions. , but take a closer look, he is wearing casual sports clothes, not as strict and aloof as usual in the company.

Such a man is actually her husband.

Shi Su didn't know why the word husband suddenly popped up in his heart... He realized with horror that he didn't seem to have called him that before.

She glanced at the back of Jing Jihan who had already entered the kitchen, turned around and put her head on the back of the soft sofa, holding back there for a long time in the way of suffocating herself, and actually began to imagine in her mind When will I start calling my husband?

In fact, I have already shouted in my heart.

Inexplicably a little excited, she suddenly felt less sleepy again. She sat up and picked up the ipad to start reading again. While reading, she picked up the phone and took advantage of Jing Jihan's absence, so she quickly opened her WeChat note to Jing Jihan. Change the WeChat name note originally given to JH to husband, modify and save.

Just after finishing the modification, I looked down at the two notes for a long time. The more I looked at them, the more my brain became hotter. I smelled the scent of delicious food in the air. Suddenly, I hurriedly changed the notes and became Royal Breeder .

Just as he entered the last word, he heard the sound that Jing Jihan should have finally prepared dinner, so he forgot to save it, and hurriedly got up to help serve the dishes, and threw his phone on the sofa.

In such a short period of time... oh no, it was almost an hour since I came back from the convenience store, and Jing Jihan cooked all the ingredients she bought back from the convenience store.

All kinds of good dishes with good color, fragrance and taste were put on the table one by one, and when I went back to the kitchen to get the dishes, I just opened the cupboard and touched two dinner plates inside, but I almost lost my grip because of slippery hands, so I hurriedly put both hands Hold it, and in a blink of an eye, Jing Jihan has a bottle of red wine in his hand.

She glanced at the wine bottle, and suddenly saw the words '82.

At the beginning, it seemed that she was ridiculed by the clerk in a hot pot restaurant, saying that Lafite of this vintage has long since disappeared from the market, and even if it did exist, it was kept at home by various rich people. How could there be so many of them? Lafite in 1982.

But right now, isn't this just a bottle?

She couldn't help staring at Na Lafei several times, and then raised her eyes to Jing Jihan in surprise: If it's for collection... I think it's better to put it back in the wine cabinet... I drink two hundred yuan for a bottle The wines are also very emotional…”

Jing Jihan had already taken the decanter with the other hand, and glanced at the dinner plate in Shi Su's hand at the same time: Hold it steady, don't drop it.

Shi Su lowered his head and carefully glanced at the dinner plate in his arms, only then did he see the extraordinarily delicate and elegant patterns and the high-quality glaze on the dinner plate. If he didn't look carefully, he thought it was just two beautiful white porcelain plates. It seems that the patterns on it are not easily seen on the market at all.

Is it expensive? she asked.

Fortunately, things from the Qianlong period are usually only used as collectibles, and have never been taken out to serve food in the past hundred years. The man said this very calmly, and opened the bottle of wine at the same time.

Shi Su: ...

She quickly put the two plates back into the cupboard as if she was holding her ancestors in her hands, and then looked through the other plates, but found that they all looked very delicate and expensive, so she had to find two that looked nothing. The dinner plate with a sense of age, at most it is more expensive, but it is definitely not a collection, was taken out, and then carefully put on the dining table.

She finally knew why Nanshan Bieyuan was so famous, although many people had no chance to come in.

The bricks and tiles here are probably not simple, not to mention that any plate is worth hundreds of millions of collectibles. At this moment, she turned her eyes to the blue and white porcelain vase and various decorations on the other side of the stairs, and swallowed silently. saliva.

She didn't think much about the value of these things just now...

She couldn't imagine Jing Jihan's feeling when he was lying on the bed in her small broken house, unable to get up for several days, and could only look at the old four-pane window for a long time to recuperate.

So she used to wonder why Jing Jihan, the dignified person in charge of the Yujing Group, could keep his life so stable and low-key, such as the airlifted transnational feast, the Platinum Emperor Palace Royal Hotel that can only be written in novels, and the flying Traveling to various countries to do this and that, these overly exaggerated things have never happened to him.

It turns out that some people have been living in such an environment they are used to from birth, and they are so used to it that they have no interest in those things that are particularly looking for a sense of existence.