On the first day of school, I was forcefully confessed by my childhood sweetheart

Su Qinghan looked at the closed door of the kitchen and said with a smile. "Dad, I haven't eaten yet!"

"Then you want to eat."

Su Zhidong had a stupid mouth and didn't know what to say, but he was relieved to see his daughter doing well.

Taking advantage of the phone call today, Su Qinghan simply told his parents about the National Day holiday.

"Father, I'm going home for National Day, you go to the station to pick me up!"

"No problem, definitely go."

Hearing that the little cotton-padded jacket asked him to pick it up by name, Su Zhidong nodded silently, but in fact he couldn't be happier.

Immediately after the kitchen door opened, Nanxin came out and called Su Qinghan: "Honey, it's time to eat."

"Huh? Wife? Why is there a man's voice?"

"Dad, that's the sound of the TV series played by my roommate, let's not talk about it, I hung up."

Seeing his daughter hang up the phone in a hurry, Su Zhidong felt a crisis. His little padded jacket might have belonged to someone else, but why did he hear the man's voice so familiar?

After Wang Caifeng came out of the kitchen, he saw that the phone had been hung up and asked in confusion, "Why did you hang up?"

"Han Han may have a boyfriend, maybe she will bring her boyfriend home when she comes back this time."

"What the good girl said? Should we prepare in advance?"

"My guess."

After Su Zhidong finished speaking, his complexion was very bad. The little cabbage that had been raised for so many years was suddenly raped by a pig. Can he still be happy?

But when he thought of Su Qinghan coming back for the National Day, Su Zhidong still told his wife: "Daughter, my daughter is coming back for the National Day."

"Buy more pork, pork ribs, big bones, etc. My daughter loves to eat."

"Okay, I see."

Wang Caifeng frowned slightly and said, how could she treat her precious daughter badly?
In the village, everyone would go out for a walk after dinner at night. Zhang Meilan had already finished her meal, so she came to Wang Caifeng's house across the street to meet and go out together.

"Sister Caifeng, why are you so happy?"

"Hanhan National Day is coming back, is your Xiaoxin coming back for National Day?"

"This brat hasn't told me yet. I'll ask him when I go back."

"Okay, the two children are from the same school, and there will be a caretaker when they come back together."

Zhang Meilan nodded, and when she got back, she called Nanxin and told him to come back for the National Day no matter what she said.

In Bangda Phase III Community, Su Qinghan hung up the phone urgently, and Nanxin was almost discovered by Su Zhidong.

At the same time, Nanxin brought the stewed braised pork to the restaurant, Su Qinghan smelled the aroma and quickly sat in front of the seat.

"Hmm~ It smells so good!"

"Eat quickly, little greedy cat."

"Yeah, but, husband, you've worked hard!"

After Su Qinghan finished speaking with a smile, she picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth. After chewing, it was fat but not greasy. She gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"Oh~ it's delicious."

"Husband, when did your craft become so good?"

Su Qinghan buried her head in the cooking, but she had questions in her mouth. She remembered that Nanxin's cooking skills were only so-so, why did the food cook so deliciously today?

And it feels slightly better than the braised pork made by Wang Caifeng.

"Stop pretending, I'm actually a chef."

Nan Xin jokingly said that after all, he couldn't explain the ability sent by the system.

"Hey~ Then I'm lucky to eat the dishes made by God of Cooking every day."

"Oh, that's great!"

Su Qinghan smiled brightly, she believed that her husband had this ability.

While sighing, she put a few more mouthfuls of braised pork in her mouth, the fat but not greasy really goes well with rice.

"Eat slowly, little fool."

"No one is robbing you."

"I know, husband, you should eat quickly."

It really took an hour to cook, and he was full within 10 minutes of eating. Su Qinghan leaned on the chair contentedly, stroking his bulging belly.

Now she has a feeling that it is a waste of Nanxin's craft if he does not open a restaurant.

"Husband, why don't you open a small restaurant?"

"What, why do you think so?"

Nan Xin was puzzled, why did his wife suddenly let him open a shop?

"It's nice to earn money while still having enough food."

"Do you want to eat?" Nanxin pinched Su Qinghan's smooth face and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"That's not true. They are giving you advice."

Careful thinking was exposed, Su Qinghan lowered his head and played with the hem of his clothes.

Nanxin thought for a while and decided to forget it, but it is not impossible to open a restaurant at that time.

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Su Qinghan lay in Nanxin's arms and suddenly thought that an important item had not been handed over to her husband.

She sat up with a 'bang': "Husband, I have something to give to you, just wait."

After finishing speaking, Su Qinghan went to look for his bag and took out his bank card inside.

She turned her hands behind her back, came to Nanxin and said softly: "My husband, I have something for you, but you have to promise me, you must accept it."

Seeing Su Qinghan's serious expression, Nanxin frowned slightly, wondering in his heart what his wife was going to give him, and how much he needed to be instructed.

No matter what it is, Nan Xin nodded, but when Su Qinghan took out the bank card and handed it to him, Nan Xin understood Su Qinghan's good intentions. It turned out that his wife was afraid that he would not accept it.

"This is the scholarship I got in college. There is 2 yuan in it. I will give it to you today."

"Honey, I have money, how can I want you?"

What Nan Xin said was the truth, even though he had just agreed, it was Su Qinghan's own savings after all.

"Huh?" Su Qinghan's eyes suddenly became sharp, looking like a tiger about to show off.

Nan Xin was very puzzled, how could Su Qinghan switch seamlessly?
Being oppressed, Nan Xin could only accept it passively: "Okay, okay, I accept."

Seeing Nanxin accepting the card, Su Qinghan became very happy. She threw herself into Nanxin's arms and said with a smile, "That's right!"

Nan Xin was very moved by what Su Qinghan had done for him, he hugged her tightly and said sincerely.

"Honey, my money will be your money from now on."

"Of course people... are also yours."

Although the confession is simple and rude, but this is Nan Xin's truest thought.

"Huh? Really?"

"Then I want to test whether the person is mine!"

With fiery eyes, Su Qinghan immediately pushed Nan Xin down on the sofa, his slender fingertips ran over Nan Xin's abdominal muscles, and then a shirt was ruthlessly thrown on the ground.

The clothes in the living room were scattered all over the floor, and then the dry wood was out of control when it met the fire.

In the luxurious office of Huamei Building, Li Baolai sat on the sofa and smoked a cigar depressedly.

There is no news about the land in Lujiazui, and he is very distressed.

Afterwards, the female secretary in black silk pushed the door in and excitedly reported the results of her investigation.

"Boss, I found out that it was a buyer named Nanxin who took the land on No. 12."

"Nan Xin?"

Li Baolai was chanting Nanxin's name, he remembered that there was no such person in Shanghai, after all, the one who could take away the No. 12 land must be a well-known bigwig in the business world.