Reborn sweet wife is a little cute

Chapter 365 Happy One Hundred Days
At five twenty in the afternoon, the school bell rang.

Xia Nuan packed her schoolbag unhurriedly, not in a hurry to leave.

Qiao Wei and Han Qin who watched were anxious.

After tidying up, Xia Nuan put her schoolbag on her back and looked at Han Qin, "Don't tell him what happened today, or we will break up our relationship."

Han Qin was so frightened that he raised his hand and nodded sharply, "Yes, yes, I promise not to say anything."

The two words of breaking up the relationship have been said, it seems that the sister-in-law is serious.

Hey, God must bless him not to talk in his sleep during this time, otherwise their uncle-sister relationship will be completely collapsed.

Xia Nuan hummed lightly, and walked towards the door of the classroom.

Qiao Wei trotted to keep up, wrapping around Xia Nuan's arm, "Xia Xia, let's leave the school gate together."

Xia Nuan turned her face and smiled at her, and said yes, "After the final exam, let's go abroad for a few days, do you want to go?"

"Ah?" Qiao Wei was stunned, "Going abroad? Okay, I want to go to country m!"

"Okay, let's go to country m."

Qiao Wei glanced at Xia Nuan quietly, feeling in her heart that a world war was about to break out.

Why did you suddenly mention going abroad?Does Xia Xia want a divorce?No, absolutely not.

After finally meeting someone who treats her well and likes her, how can she let go so easily?It's good to say something.

School gate.

Han Zhen came to pick up Xia Nuan from school as usual, and the Mercedes-Benz parked at the gate of the small garden.

Since getting married, Workaholic Hanzhen has completely changed her schedule, going to and from get off work on time, and not staying up late to work overtime.

The highly tense mood of the employees of Han's Group has also relaxed a lot. The boss is not there, and the air is fresh.

Han Zhen sat in a suit and leather shoes, sitting in the driver's seat, tapping the steering wheel rhythmically with his knuckle fingers, and put down a bouquet of 100 red roses still stained with dew on the back seat.

Today is their 100th wedding anniversary.

A long time ago, Han Zhen started to prepare surprises, and roses were only the first step.

Seeing Xia Nuan from a distance, Han Zhen smiled fondly.

With her schoolbag on her back, Xia Nuan opened the door and sat in the co-pilot, before Han Zhen fastened her seat belt.

Han Zhen emptied his hands and curled his lips into a smile.

Turn around and pick up the rose on the back seat, and hand it to Xia Nuan, "Honey, happy for a hundred days."

Xia Nuan took it and smiled lightly, "Happy."

She knew the hundred days in Han Zhen's mouth. It had been a hundred days since the day she received the certificate.

time flies.

Recalling the day when I received the certificate, it feels like it happened yesterday, vividly in my mind.

Seeing that Xia Nuan was not in high spirits, Han Zhen leaned over and kissed her on the face, "Going out to eat today, I have booked a restaurant."

Xia Nuan hummed lightly, "Let's go, don't be discovered."

"Baby, hasn't your husband met the requirements for making the marriage announcement public?" Han Zhen asked while starting the car.

"Wait a little longer, I don't want to be watched every day."

Han Zhen paused, watching?

But he quickly figured it out, thinking that he has such a great influence in the capital, if someone finds out that it is his wife, it would be easy to be surrounded by crowds.

"Well, I'll listen to you."

Han Zhen booked a private room in a western restaurant, with steak, red wine, vegetable salad, and candlelight.

When he arrived at the private room, the gentleman Han Zhen pulled out a chair and made a gesture of invitation, "Honey, sit down."

Xia Nuan nodded, stepped forward and sat down.

Han Zhen's doting eyes were always on Xia Nuan, and she always felt that something was wrong with her today, but she couldn't tell exactly what it was.

He went to sit down opposite Xia Nuan, and gestured to the waiter, who nodded and left the private room.

(End of this chapter)