Did Mr.Zhan withdraw from the marriage today?

Zhan Nanting always wears formal clothes when he goes to the company. Today is no exception. It looks very serious and formal. It's really suitable for today's occasion.

He picked up the gift in his hand, showed it to Joe and gave a brief introduction.

Then he asked Joe, "do you think these two gifts are OK? If not, I'll change them."

"Don't change it! I think it's very good. In fact, I didn't expect you to prepare gifts. I think my parents should like both of these gifts. They are also more real people and don't like those fancy things."

With Qiao Zhen's words, Zhan Nanting was a little relieved.

"Then let's go in quickly. Don't keep your uncles and aunts waiting."

"They are still busy in the kitchen. They are not waiting for you. Only I can entertain you."

Zhan Nanting was carrying gifts in both hands, and Joe dragged his arm in.

When they entered the room, there was no one in the living room.

Qiao Zhen asked Zhan Nanting to put down the gift, put it on the tea table, and then asked Zhan Nanting to sit down on the sofa.

"Shall I say hello to my uncle and aunt first?" asked Zhan Nanting.

"No, they are busy now. You go and say hello to them. They don't have time to talk to you. I'll just go in and talk to them. You sit here and try my dessert first."

Joe opened the dessert covered on the tea table. "I made this heart with my mother. In this way, I can't see the difference. Just eat it."

In the afternoon, Zhao Zhengguo chose an improved one, but later he said that there was no difference in taste. He also praised Qiao Yun for being smart and capable, and learning very well.

After all, Yuan Yuxiang is a pastry teacher. Even her hand-in-hand teaching is not so easy. She can learn ten to ten images at one time.

Zhan Nanting sat there and nodded very skillfully, "well, good."

When Qiao Zhen comes to the kitchen, Zhao Zhengguo is carving a carrot. This is to take out 18 kinds of martial arts to make a high-standard dinner for Qiao Zhen.

"People are coming?" Zhao Zhengguo asked Qiao Yun in a warm voice.

Joe nodded and said, "well, come and sit outside. He wanted to come in and say hello to you first, but I'm afraid he didn't let him in because he doesn't know how to cook. It's estimated that he'll have to help when he comes in."

"He doesn't know how to cook? Didn't you cook it for him?" Zhao Zhengguo stopped his action, raised a carving knife and asked Qiao Yu with a frown. It was obvious that he was dissatisfied with Zhan Nanting's future son-in-law who couldn't cook.

Joe quickly rounded up the scene and said, "he also tried to learn to cook for me. Sometimes he cooked breakfast and snacks for me. But Dad, you know, cooking is also very talented. He doesn't have any talent in this field."

"Unlike me, I inherited your chef's cooking talent before. Later, I had more than ten years of cooking experience to have this barely passable level. It's still early for him to catch up with me."

"I'm a picky eater. I don't like bad food, so I cook more. But when I'm busy, I rarely cook by myself. In fact, I haven't cooked for him many times."

Qiao Zhen was afraid that because of his words, Zhao Zhengguo deducted points for Zhan Nanting, and immediately said a series of good words for Zhan Nanting.

Yuan Yuxiang on one side also said, "our daughter is like us. We like to toss around and drill into the kitchen. She is not forced to cook for others. It's nothing."

Zhao Zhengguo silently glanced at Yuan Yuxiang, who helped Zhan Nanting speak, "your future mother-in-law has begun to speak for your future son-in-law? You haven't officially met anyone yet. You've rebelled a little fast."

Yuan Yuxiang smiled guilty. She winked at Qiao and motioned her to coax Zhao Zhengguo again.

Joe: "Dad, if you want to pass on your cooking skills to him, I'm sure he'll be happy to learn it. I'm afraid you'll be angry with his stupid apprentice and give up teaching him."

"I don't want to accept such a talented apprentice. Besides, you don't know that I don't accept apprentices anymore. Moreover, I didn't say that he must be able to cook. I just asked casually. Don't look like I'm trying to embarrass him."

Zhao Zhengguo continued to carve the radish with a carving knife.

Yuan Yuxiang knew how to coax him, so she asked Qiao Yun to go out first to accompany Zhan Nanting.

When Qiao Zhen went out, Yuan Yuxiang whispered to Zhao Zhengguo:

"We also met this young man last time. He looks like a man among people. He is an excellent and good child. Don't be too black when you meet people. Just give our daughter a face and don't put her in a dilemma."

Zhao Zhengguo snorted and said, "if he dares to embarrass my daughter, let her change her boyfriend. I'm afraid no one will like our daughter because she is so excellent?"

"Besides, although my daughter should have been thirty, she is only nineteen now. There is plenty of time to find a good man slowly, and it doesn't necessarily have to be settled immediately."

Yuan Yuxiang listened to this obviously angry words and was helpless, "you, just be tough."

"I'm not a dead duck. I don't have a hard mouth. Don't be here. There's nothing you can help. Go out and accompany your daughter." Zhao Zhengguo waved to Yuan Yuxiang and drove her out.

Yuan Yuxiang was too lazy to talk to him and went out of the kitchen.

Zhan Nanting was eating snacks in the living room. Qiao Zhen sat beside him and looked at him with a smile. He looked happy and sweet.

Yuan Yuxiang couldn't bear to break this beautiful and happy atmosphere.

But Joe had seen her before she went back.

"Mom, come and sit down." Qiao Yi waved happily to Yuan Yuxiang.

Yuan Yuxiang smiled and nodded, walked over and sat on another sofa.

Zhan Nanting had stood up to meet her. When she sat down, he handed her the gift prepared for her on the table.

"Aunt, this is a little of my heart. I hope you like it." Zhan Nanting bent over and handed it as a gift.

Yuan Yuxiang quickly asked Zhan Nanting to sit down after taking over his hands.

After Zhan Nanting sat down, Yuan Yuxiang took a serious look at the gift. The package of the gift was not a gift box sold on the market, but hand wrapped, with a bow tied with a red ribbon.

Yuan Yuxiang carefully untied the bow and carefully opened the package according to the wrapped folds, which is quite ceremonial.

"I haven't received such a carefully wrapped gift for many years. I'm really curious about what's in it." Yuan Yuxiang smiled to erhan.

"Mom, why don't you guess what's in it first?" Joe said.

Yuan Yuxiang looked up at her angrily, "how can I guess if it's tightly wrapped?"

"Otherwise, you can say a few gifts you want to receive. See if the gift Nanting chose for you is different from what you want."

Yuan Yuxiang suddenly became interested, smiled softly and said seriously:

"OK, I'll say a few things I want recently, but if I don't hit the mark, won't I accept the gift? Let your boyfriend go back."