Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 129
"Professor Xie, can you tell me a little about your relationship with your wife? We all want to know how you managed to catch up with President Jiang, a strong woman."

The reporter extended the microphone to the front and asked.

Among the serious questions, the young reporter's question seemed a bit abrupt. Just when other old reporters were about to laugh at the young people for their lack of self-care and even off topic, the man called Professor Xie suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The man's serious face, which has always been serious and unsmiling, softened, and he said in a gentle voice: "Well... where do I start, I want to tell everything about her, and I want the whole world to know how good she is, but... I’m afraid that others will find her beauty and compete with me.”

It doesn't look like a well-known mathematician who is stingy, but more like an ordinary farmer who is worried that his roses will be coveted by others.

The reporters cherished this rare opportunity very much, and hoped to get Professor Xie's first impression after he had just returned from abroad and solved a world puzzle, or other information.

However, the tall and slender man in a suit in front of him had a shyness of a petite wife slowly appearing on his cold and hard face, and when he talked about his wife, he even burst into pink bubbles.

"We originally agreed to go to a higher school together and stay together, but I played a trick. My wife is very good. Anyone who has been with her will inevitably be attracted by her personality."

Professor Xie said that at the age of thirty, he still smiled with a bit of youthful innocence.

"I won the math competition when I was 17. Before I set off, I asked her, if I became the champion, can I buy her a cup of milk tea?" The man's voice was like a jade stone.

"After the game, I watched her drinking the milk tea I bought in the night in Haicheng..."

The young reporter was very anxious and asked, "Does milk tea have any special meaning?"

Professor Xie glanced at the young reporter and said slowly: "It didn't have any special meaning at first, but if she accepted it, then there is."

"Because before that, I heard from her deskmate that she is actually a snack foodie, but she rarely took the initiative to buy snacks, and she never drank milk tea."

"I'll give her whatever she wants."

What he didn't say was that when he came home from Haicheng that night, his girl said, "Let's be together."

In this way, the sweet love officially began. For the rest of their lives, no matter what happens, they will help each other in the same boat, rain or shine. The light and bright night breeze in Haicheng has witnessed the boys and girls passing by each other.

This serious press conference ended in a non-serious way.

Professor Xie simply said a few insights about the field of mathematics, and couldn't wait to go home.

In the small garden, a woman in a simple white dress was reading documents. The sun cast a layer of warm yellow on her body, and her cold eyebrows were as beautiful as pictures. She pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and turned over a page of the contract.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, and the woman who was working hard stood up and turned around, a firm embrace enveloped her.

The gentle kiss fell on her fair neck, lingering and tender, as if she was carefully tracing a masterpiece.

"Xie Yunhao, get up." Mu Xuan noticed that the man was going too far, so she pinched his waist hard.

"Hiss." Xie Yunhao felt the pain, kissed her forehead reluctantly, and said aggrievedly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you."

"Didn't you also make a video call yesterday?" Mu Xuan gradually became immune to his coquettish methods.

Xie Yunhao quietly approached Muxuan again, and whispered, "That's different, you have to hug and hold her high."

Seeing that he had lost a lot of weight, Mu Xuan softened her heart, "It can't be too much."

Professor Xie replied politely: "It's all up to you."

He carried his wife in his arms, the spring was just right, the sun was bright and beautiful, like going to Wushan with clouds and rain.

　Xie Yunhao: The Little Prince——The Farmer

　　
　
(End of this chapter)