The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

Yang Xiaoxue heard the man's tone of voice amused, so she asked curiously, "Is this your boyfriend?"

The little girl was busy with the things in her hands, she smiled and answered Yang Xiaoxue in a low voice, and said furtively, "It's not that bad, he's rather stupid, the only thing missing is that sentence, but he didn't say it for a long time!"

Yang Xiaoxue: "Then this matter cannot be delayed, or all the good men will fly away!"

The little girl smiled and nodded, indicating that her words made sense.

However, just when Yang Xiaoxue was about to finish her drink and leave, she suddenly heard the man say another word.

"My lovely Zhizhi, there are no more bags in the box, why don't you ask the guests if they can take it like this? Or give them two candies?"

The little girl in long sleeves was puzzled: "No more? Impossible, I brought a lot of them in the morning."

"Really, can I still lie to you? I swear to the drink in your hand, it's gone!"

The familiar tone and slightly familiar voice made Yang Xiaoxue stunned for a moment, but when the man with the straw hat came over and came to the back of the booth.

Yang Xiaoxue's originally smiling face just stayed there, unconsciously covering her mouth and opening her eyes wide.

Fangzheng, who had a new name, smiled at Yang Xiaoxue: "This beauty, I don't have a bag, why don't I give you two candies instead, what do you think?"

Chapter 378 Husband, who is she?

It's been seven years since I last met, Fangzheng still looks the same as before, and there's not even a trace of pissed off air.

It's just that there is a touch of darkness on the face.

"Beauty? What's wrong with you?"

In fact, Yang Xiaoxue couldn't even say a word now, she actually felt that Fangzheng was not dead, nor would he die.

But at the moment when she saw him, Yang Xiaoxue felt unbelievable, as if a miracle had happened.

Fangzheng took another look at the little girl beside him: "Zhizhi, what's wrong with this beauty? She seems to be crying!"

"Ah, why are you crying? What are you talking about?"

The little girl named Zhizhi who was looking for a bag in the box also came over, and when she saw Yang Xiaoxue standing there with her mouth covered, she was also puzzled and concerned: "Sister? What's wrong with you?"

Yang Xiaoxue looked at Fangzheng in front of her, she slowly stretched out her hand, tears were already falling from her wet red eyes.

Fangzheng and Zhizhi looked at each other, and then looked at this beautiful woman in a white dress in confusion.

.....

In seven years, Jiang Xiyao has made Zhengxi Group the strongest in the country by herself, and now it is a household name.

Besides Jiang Xiyao, everyone else's life is no longer the same as before.

Xiaomi and Xiaolong's child is seven years old.

The children in Class [-] have already gone to college, and they are even graduating from college this year, and they are about to start work.

Those students in Class [-], Grade [-], Tulip Junior Middle School have stopped communicating so frequently, and have integrated into new groups and schools.

But the class group of the fourth class of the third grade is still kept in the communication software.

And it was this morning seven years later.

A photo suddenly popped up in the group that hadn't received much news for half a year.

There is one more word.

The photos and words were all sent by Yang Xiaoxue.

"I found Teacher Fang, he is still alive, and now lives in the last household in the south of Wutong Village after entering the village!"

Once the news was sent out, in less than 5 minutes, the originally quiet class group suddenly sent out a series of messages.

Yang Yibiao: "Really, sister!"

Ding Peng: "I am Cao! Where is this! Is it far away!"

Yan Qingya: "Damn, I just signed up for the Sunday exam, and it's a fart. Where is this place! Where is it!"

Yu Jing: "I found the place in the group, and it's a little far away, but I also skipped class, and I'm out of the classroom."

Zhuge Hong: "Is Yu Jing skipping class? That's amazing. I've already got a taxi. Is it possible that the plane can't reach this place?"

Yang Yibiao: "If you can't take a plane, just take a taxi! Hurry up, hurry up! I will reimburse everyone's travel expenses!"

Ding Peng: "By the way, tell the teacher first! Hurry up!"

......

The continuous news in the class group made the little secretary holding Jiang Xiyao's mobile phone in a group conference room in Luteng City look weird.

At this moment, Jiang Xiyao is still sitting in the company conference room, talking about the company's summary of the past month and the details of all aspects.

Who knew that Xiaomi saw Jiang Xiyao's phone buzzing and vibrating, so he secretly whispered in Jiang Xiyao's ear: "Mr. Jiang, a lot of messages popped up from your phone."

Jiang Xiyao glanced at Xiaomi suspiciously: "Who sent it to me?"

"It seems to be a school class group?"

group?In Jiang Xiyao's impression, she seems to have joined a group.

It was the class group of Class [-], Grade [-], but no one spoke to that group for a long time.

Jiang Xiyao stretched out her hand, Xiaomi handed over the phone, and Jiang Xiyao said to the shareholders in the office: "Every shareholder can report on the recent work first, starting with Mr. Liu!"

As soon as the other shareholders heard this, they immediately opened the information in their hands, and Mr. Liu, who was named first, began to report.

Because Jiang Xiyao often works high-intensity, she can basically be distracted and do some things, including listening to shareholders' reports and reading the news.

But this time, when Jiang Xiyao opened the password lock and looked at countless private messages and messages in the group.

This woman who never lost her composure suddenly froze for a moment, her mind went blank, and her eyes were fixed on the phone screen.

Then Jiang Xiyao suddenly stood up, all the leaders in the conference room looked at Jiang Xiyao, and looked at the messages on the phone, and murmured:

"Go arrange a car.."

Xiaomi snorted, "Mr. Jiang, where are you going to arrange the car?"

Jiang Xiyao turned her head to look at Xiaomi, the excited gaze even surprised Xiaomi: "Go arrange a car, go!"

In a remote village in a certain township not knowing how far away from Luteng City.

In the courtyard in the countryside, Fangzheng was sitting on a horse, guarding the small wooden table in front of him.

A little girl named Zhizhi brought two bowls of rice from the kitchen.

"Kunkun, today I made pork with cabbage! How about a try!"

Fangzheng picked up the chopsticks, looked at the dishes on the table, and praised: "The pork with cabbage is good! Just looking at it makes me hungry. Do you have any pickles?"

"Here are the pickles! Freshly pickled!"

The little girl took the Maza and sat beside Fangzheng, and used chopsticks to pick up a pickled carrot from the pork and cabbage bowl into Fangzheng's bowl.

Fangzheng tasted the pickles, bit his tongue and nodded in satisfaction.

Zhizhi smiled obediently and said, "Isn't it delicious? Try my cabbage again!"

Fangzheng took a mouthful of rice, and gave the cabbage to the little girl: "Okay, but you can eat it too!"

"Well, eat!"

At the same time, at the intersection of the village, more than a dozen taxis and several private cars were speeding towards the house.

As the lead car, Xiaomi looked at the navigation in the group, sat in the co-pilot and said to Xiaolong: "Yes, just turn two more small roads forward."

A few minutes later, more than a dozen cars stopped outside a certain courtyard wall.

All the students in Class [-] of the third grade, plus Xiaolong Jiang Xiyao, got out of the car and came to the iron gate of the farmer.

Yang Yibiao, Xiaolong and others knocked on the door.

"Brother Fang!"

"Teacher Fang, open the door!"

"Brother Fang, open the door!"

In the yard, Fang Zheng was having dinner with the little girl. When they heard the noise outside the door, they raised their heads one after another.

The little girl glanced at Fangzheng, swallowed the rice in her mouth, wondering: "Why is it so noisy outside? Kunkun, you eat first, I'll go and have a look."

She put down the dishes and walked across the courtyard to the gate to open it.

As soon as Zhizhi opened the iron gate, she found a large group of strangers surrounding her door, with a slightly frightened expression on her face.

She wondered, "Who are you looking for?"

Yang Yibiao, Xiaomi Xiaolong and others saw that it was not Fang Zheng who opened the door, but a little girl, and they all looked puzzled.

Xiaomi said: "Excuse me, do you know Fangzheng? Is he at your house?"

Zhizhi asked suspiciously, "Fangzheng? I don't know him. Are you looking for the wrong door? We don't have anyone called Fangzheng here."

The students let out an ah, and Yan Qingya asked Yang Yibiao, "We didn't go to the wrong door, did we?"

Yang Yibiao looked at the navigation in the phone and the address sent by his sister, looked up and said: "I'm not wrong, my sister said that Teacher Fang is inside!" He shouted twice: "Teacher Fang! Teacher Fang!"

Fangzheng, who was eating in the yard, heard the shouting outside, so he had to put down his chopsticks, and walked quickly towards the door.

When the man walked to the door, everyone's eyes showed surprise, surprise, and joy!

"Brother Fang! It's really Brother Fang!"

"Teacher Fang!"

"Teacher Fang!"

.....

Fangzheng came to the little girl, looked at the four No. 50 people surrounding his house, and asked in confusion, "Who are you looking for?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment when they saw Fangzheng's puzzled expression.

Xiaomi said, "Brother Fang, you don't know us anymore?"

Xiaolong: "Brother Fang, stop joking! I'm Xiaolong, don't you know me?"

Yan Qingya pointed to the little girl beside Fangzheng: "Teacher Fang, who is this woman?"

Zhuge Hong said delicately: "Teacher Fang, we all worked so hard to find you, why are you dating behind your mother's back?!"

Fangzheng shook his head with a puzzled expression: "You have misunderstood the person, I am not a teacher, our house is going to close for dinner, I'm sorry!"

Fangzheng was about to close the door to see off the guests, but Jiang Xiyao suddenly came out from the crowd, she blocked the iron gate with her hand, and the others consciously made way for Jiang Xiyao and calmed down.

The woman stared at Fangzheng obsessively, her pupils trembling.

She couldn't even believe it was real.

"husband.."

Fangzheng was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Xiyao. The moment such a beautiful woman walked out of the crowd, the man's eyes lit up. In addition, this woman also had an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Fangzheng stared at Jiang Xiyao and said with a smile: "Who is your husband? You must have mistaken someone, beauty."

When Zhizhi heard this, she quickly grabbed Fangzheng's arm, and explained anxiously: "Maybe you really misunderstood the person. He is my friend. His name is Zhao Kun, not Fangzheng."

Seeing the two being so close, Jiang Xiyao's beautiful pupils suddenly wrinkled tightly. Jiang Xiyao looked at Fangzheng again: "Honey, who is she? You don't remember me?"

Fangzheng wanted to say again that I really don't know you, but Jiang Xiyao's eyes turned red suddenly.

Fangzheng saw the tears in her eyes, and the tears seemed to deeply stimulate the man's heart.

It was as if the woman in front of him was crying the most he hated.

Fangzheng stood there in a daze, staring at Jiang Xiyao.

Countless memories of the past returned to her mind at this moment like a tide through Jiang Xiyao's pupils!

The past that he had experienced appeared in front of Fangzheng's eyes.

From the first acquaintance of the two, to pretending to be a couple, and then they began to fall in love and propose marriage.

From his troubles and difficulties when he first entered Tulip Middle School to the efforts of the students later, countless pictures and scenes emerged one by one.

Fang Zheng frowned slowly, with a strange expression.

Jiang Xiyao: "Husband..."