Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 699 Remarriage is OK!
Ou Lan, who was determined to start a good life with him again, couldn't bear Zhan Moxiao's words. Before he finished speaking, she grabbed the pen on the table and threw it over, "Zhan Moxiao, what else do you say?" Try it again!"

Zhan Moxiao gracefully stretched out his hand, caught the black fountain pen, looked at the sullen face of the young daughter-in-law and smiled, "Why don't people tell the truth?"

Ou Lan pouted, grabbed the scissors on the medicine cart, walked over to sit by the bed, stared at Zhan Mo Xiao with a tiger's eye, "You just said you wanted to meet a new girl?"

"Well, did I? Did I say so?"

"Repeat what you just said."

"Hey, well, I found that my ex-wife is pretty good, remarriage... is fine too."

Ou Lan curled her lips in satisfaction, "It's not bad, but it can't be written like that in magazines."

Zhan Moxiao looked at her with a funny raised eyebrow, "Then how should I write it?"

"Of course, Mr. Zhan, you have been in business for many years, and you have never been accompanied by a good person. You have a successful career but a lonely heart. Now you have finally met a girl you like. Her name is Ou Lan. This gentle and considerate girl has moistened your dry life and made you want to I have been happily living with her for the rest of my life."

Zhan Moxiao pointed to the scissors in her hand, "Gentle and considerate? Ex-wife, didn't your conscience hurt when you said that?"

Ou Lan looked at the scissors in her hand, "Hey, that..."

She didn't know what to say, her conscience really hurt.

In the end, Zhan Moxiao decided, "I don't want to lie, but if I don't lie, you are not satisfied, so I don't want to talk about the relationship."

Ou Lan lowered her head in shame, "Okay."

If you don’t write, you don’t write. Anyway, the relationship is a matter between two people, not for the public to see.

When the girl bowed her head, Zhan Moxiao couldn't help laughing. He doesn't want to talk about relationship issues now, because it's not the most real emotion. He hasn't told her yet. He has been in love with her for 14 years. Since she was five years old, she It's his eyeballs.

When he recovered from his injury, he returned to Ailan Castle. He wanted to give her a romantic marriage proposal, pouring out all the surging emotions he had kept in his heart for 14 years to her.

The diamond ring that was meant to be given to her but hadn't had time to give it yet, because he had some new insights and ideas, he sent someone to go abroad to have it repaired again. After the diamond ring was repaired, he would immediately propose to her.

Then, as she wished, live a good life, no, they will be together in the next life.

Spoil her to heaven.

Then before proposing, let him do it for a few more days, because the taste of this work is really good.

After chatting about all the interview content, Ou Lan seriously wrote the manuscript in front of the computer. Before dinner, she sorted out the first draft and showed it to Zhan Moxiao.

Because this was the first time she published an interview draft, he took it very seriously.

When he was watching, Ou Lan put her small face on his shoulder and watched with him. When he pointed out the problem, she nodded devoutly. Now she does not worship him normally.

Zhan Moxiao enjoyed the little daughter-in-law's admiration very much. The two of them cuddled together and talked about work, which inexplicably created a warm atmosphere.

Suddenly, he stopped talking.

Ou Lan raised her face and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Ex-wife, go get me a glass of water."

"okay."

Ou Lan went in a hurry.

After pouring the water back, she held the cup and fed him herself, "Honey, drink water."

Zhan Moxiao shamelessly corrected, "It's my ex-husband."

Ou Lan glared at him, "Sooner or later you will still be my husband, why are you making such trouble?"

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhan Lingtuo came in with a small schoolbag on his back, and looked at her with disdain, "Ou Xiaolan, you have a thick skin."

(End of this chapter)