and share this life with affection

"Of course," Bian Zhi smiled slightly, "If I have someone I like in the future, if I want to marry, I must get your permission. If you think it's inappropriate, I won't marry. If you say that, don't worry. Is it?"

Shen Tingsi's face split, he raised his eyes, staring at Bian Zhi in a daze.

"You mean, if I don't agree, you won't marry even the one you like?"

Bian Zhi nodded, "Yes."

If the person she likes is not approved by Shen Tingsi like her brother, then whether she should marry or not should be discussed, right?

Bianzhi's thoughts are pure from beginning to end.

"Okay," Shen Tingsi was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and held up Bian Zhi's hand, "Pull the hook."

When Bian Zhi heard this, she almost felt that she had heard it wrong. She thought it was funny, but she was helpless, "Okay," she raised her hand, and stamped Shen Tingsi's thumb, "Pull the hook."

At this moment, the dawn is faint.

Shen Tingsi showed his first sincere and relieved smile since the Chinese New Year.

And a few meters away, the ecstatic person just now seemed to have been poured cold water on the street.

"Why did you choose lean meat porridge just now?" Shen Tingsi asked casually.

Zhou Sui Huai was standing in the sun, his body was freezing cold, his hands and feet were stiff and he heard Bian Zhi say, "I want something warm in the morning."

Shen Tingsi raised his hand, lowered his head and smiled dotingly, "Well, from that day on, I'll cook for you every day."

Bian Zhi looked up in confusion, and looked at Shen Tingsi.

Not to the point of daily life.

It just happened to be at hand, but she just happened to feel that she wanted something hot.

And this lean meat porridge just caught her eyes.

That's it.

How could it be exaggerated to the extent of daily life?

Zhou Suihuai was standing not far from them, the sun was shining from the sky, and fell on the profiles of the two people in front of them, looking right and eye-catching.

And he seemed to be separated to the end of the world.

One year old Huai clenched his fists, and withdrew his frozen smile little by little.

Lowering his head, he laughed at himself in frustration.

He knew it.

He already knew.

If it is said that he is the proud son of heaven, and the world can get it, then there is one thing, in this matter, he will always be one step behind, and will always be short of luck.

His wishful thinking turned into nothing in the end.

Fatty looked at the broken and stiff Zhou Suihuai, sighed and shook his head, "Hey—" he said to the three people beside him, "This guy, isn't it too miserable?"

The skinny man sighed, "It's because our dean is so good. Young Master Zhou's journey to chase his wife is too bumpy. I can't help but shed tears for him."

Shorty, "The worst thing is that our dean has no desires and no emotional intelligence. Mr. Shen was so abnormal just now, but she has a ignorant face, and she really regards him as an older brother."

The tall man shook his head, "Who will help Mr. Zhou, this lost soul, don't get hit by accident."

talking room.

Short, tall, fat and thin have to walk over.

At this time, Bian Zhi, who was holding the lean meat porridge, suddenly turned his head, as if he had just seen the first birthday at this moment.

"One year old Huai, why are you still here?"

Zhou Suihuai looked aggrieved and disappointed, "Am I not even qualified to be here now?"

Bian Zhi looked at Zhou Sui Huai puzzled, and frowned slightly, "What nonsense?"

"Didn't Li Kun say yesterday that you're going to have a board meeting today, and asked you to come over earlier in the morning? After the meeting, there will be an exclusive interview with a magazine, and I asked you to prepare the script earlier, have you forgotten?"

Bian Zhi looked at Zhou Sui Huai's bow tie that was sideways, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder seemed impossible to ignore.

She put the lean meat porridge into the fat man's hand, "Excuse me, take it for me," then walked up to Zhou Suihuai, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out her hand to straighten his slightly crooked bow tie.

After flattening and straightening, Bian Zhi took two steps back and nodded, "This is much better."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head, took the lean meat porridge from the fat man's hand, and greeted Ou Hao who came in from a distance, "Ou Hao, you can find the case of that patient yesterday, and I will make a case reference."

The four of them were tall, short, fat and thin, watching first-year-old Huai Huai, who was still decayed like a withered delicate flower just now, and came back to life after just 2 minutes.

First he was dazed, then aftertaste, and then he raised his bright eyebrows and eyes, dazzling like the scorching sun.

The fat man exclaimed, "Damn it! A man can smile so pleasingly, I'm convinced."

Fatty, "I bet 100 yuan that there will be a play on the first birthday."

The skinny man said, "Tch--it's not about seeing who smiles well. I think Mr. Shen is pretty good. The conditions are so good. He can single-handedly break out of his own world. That's what a man should do."

Just as the fat man was about to refute, he saw that the tall man was called by Lin Ye, so the fat man asked the short man, "Short man, who do you choose?"

The dwarf stroked his chin, thought for a while, and then said in the expectant eyes of the two inscrutablely: "Don't you think Ou Hao is pretty good?"

Fat man/thin man: "I'll go! I almost forgot there's Ou Hao!"

Fatty: "This girl is too attractive, one year old, it's really miserable!"

Just finished here.

Bian Zhi met Ou Moyuan in the corridor, and he didn't know if he came up from the underground garage or just entered in the chaos.

His complexion is not very good.

With cold sweat still oozing from her forehead, she stood at the door of the consultation room with her eyes fixed on her.

"Is there something wrong?" Bian Zhi cut to the point.

"Something happened."

Oumoyuan spoke with a trembling tone, "You..."

He paused.

Thinking of Shen Tingsi and Zhou Suihuai outside just now, "Do you really not think about reconciling with me?"

He spent the night in the underground garage.

He knew that he repeatedly asked for peace, not only against the wishes of the old lady, but also handed over his hole cards prematurely.

But he had no other way.

Bian Zhi's current posture looks like she wants to die with him.

His original intention was to hope that Bian Zhi could remarry with her, instead of sending Bian Zhi in because of the beating incident this time.

"The old lady's meaning is very clear. If you don't agree, she will definitely sue to the end. Bianzhi, you are a smart person, you should know that, no matter what the reason is, you can't do anything in front of the existing evidence. It's unreasonable."

Ou Moyuan looked at Bian Zhi's always indifferent little face, compromised and retreated again, "Or, do you think this is good?"

"We can get married first, like the previous three years, if you don't agree, I will never touch you."

"Give me a chance, is it okay to change me this time, is this okay?"

"Bian Zhi," seeing that Bian Zhi was unmoved, Ou Moyuan hurriedly said, "This is the best way I can think of."

"We've been married once, haven't we? Getting married again won't affect you much."

"Besides, I can assure you that if you want to divorce me after the turmoil of public opinion on this matter has passed, I can also discuss it. In this case, do you think it's okay?"

When Ou Moyuan said this, his voice lowered, and his posture was unprecedentedly humble.

And where Bian Zhi couldn't see, Ou Moyuan's hand was in his pocket, tightly clutching the unsigned power of attorney.

His eyes were scarlet, and he thought to himself: If Bianzhi turns around, he will forget about beating him, and he will only think that the bad things that happened during the divorce period are caused by her little embarrassment.

If she is obsessed with obsession, she wants to hang out with someone like Zhou Suihuai, and it will be a waste of his sincerity.

that--

You can't blame him for being cruel.

What cannot be obtained should be destroyed.

This is his survival criterion in the cruel world of Omeryuan.