Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Huang Xiaojue calmly said, "Xixi, do you want to resign?"

"In no mood!"

Huang Xiaojue saw that she answered firmly, sighed secretly, but was still very gentle: "Since you don't want to resign, you don't have to resign. It's a good thing to work hard for a few years while you are young."

Feeling relieved, she held Huang Xiaojue's hand behind her back, and then she frowned, but she was still a little troubled: "Xiaojue, tell me what kind of gift should I go to your house tomorrow? What do your parents like?"

"You don't have to worry about that. My parents like to drink tea. I have prepared two catties of high-quality Pu'er tea, and I can just take it with me tomorrow."

She was surprised: "Do you prepare gifts for me every time?"

He laughed: "You don't know what they like, I will only match what they like when I prepare."

That night, she suffered from insomnia again. When she thought about going to Huang's house tomorrow night, she was always anxious. She was even more nervous than the night before the college entrance examination.

After tossing and turning, she checked WeChat again. Really, that mean stranger disappeared completely, and since that day, there has been no news at all.

She was a little melancholy, thinking that although that guy was hateful, he was also quite interesting, and because he was a virtual stranger, he could speak his mind without any scruples.

She was about to turn off the phone and go to sleep, when she saw that Zhou Xiaoxuan had posted a new WeChat message in the classmate group, she simply clicked on Zhou Xiaoxuan's photo album, and was startled when she saw a lot of wedding photos of Wang Donglin and Zhou Ting.Those wedding photos are all distant scenes, most people may not recognize the real person, but Yan can recognize it at a closer look, even if it is a distant view, he also exudes a taste of indifference and self-deprecation - this person has always been like this, He never loses his temper, but it is unpredictable. This moment is a smile, and he may turn against you the next moment. .

Yan Xixi suddenly discovered that the clear group photo that Zhou Xiaoxuan had posted before had been deleted.

Someone left a message asking who it was, but Zhou Xiaoxuan didn't reply.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the little pink flowers around were swaying slightly.

Wang Donglin lay on the chair and looked into the distance very comfortably. A woman was striding forward, followed by two workers, carrying a lot of things.

There were still two meters away, she stopped and stared at him: "Dong Lin, you look good today."

He smiled and said, "Did you bring me something good?"

"Our wedding photo..." Zhou Ting explained, "Didn't we take it a few months ago? At that time, I didn't go to get the photo frame or anything. In the past two weeks, the photo shop urged me to pick it up many times, so I took it I'm back. Donglin, are you keeping it or am I keeping it?"

"Leave me here."

Zhou Ting gave some instructions, and the two workers sent the things directly to the house.

Zhou Ting sat down opposite him, and looked at him carefully for a while: "I see that your complexion is much better than last time. Originally, according to my parents, it is best to hold the wedding as usual. You know, my father has encountered a little trouble recently. He's afraid that if the wedding is cancelled, your mother won't give her a helping hand as before..."

Wang Donglin said lightly, "If you agree, then I have no objection."

Zhou Ting couldn't figure out his attitude, but she was silent for a while, but she still said slowly, "Donglin, I heard you had a girlfriend in China before?"

Wang Donglin grinned: "I have more than one girlfriend? I can't count on ten fingers."

"Those who spend a lot of money until they graduate from college can't count on their ten fingers?"

Wang Donglin's heart suddenly missed a beat.