The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Zhan Xinyue smiled easily: "To put it simply, the reason for this result is that I like you very much, and I will save you from the fire. Of course, I am not asking you to stay by my side completely in the future."

"You can choose whether to follow me and be my assistant in business or my sweet baby in life~"

Duan Nanjia didn't expect her to speak so bluntly.

His face turned red again.

"Can I...can I think about it?"

"Of course~"

But there is no need to consider it.

All he had to choose was whether to continue staying in the Bai family or follow her.

Comparing the two sides, following her at least means some human rights.

Undoubtedly, the final answer is known to both of them.

After dinner, Qiao Luomei asked Duan Nanjia to take her out.

But the fact is, what can he, a man who has to use crutches to walk, give as a gift?

Zhan Xinyue was sitting in her car, watching Duan Nanjia sitting in the passenger seat.

Neither of them spoke. Zhan Xinyue drove him away.

Qiao Luomei was behind the window and saw the two people leave with a confident smile on her face.

......

Zhan Xinyue didn't drive for long before stopping on a bridge.

After parking the car, Zhan Xinyue turned around and looked at Duan Nanjia: "What do you think?"

“…I got in your car.”

The answer is clear.

Zhan Xinyue curled the corners of her lips: "So, are you planning to be my assistant in my career, or...?"

"If Miss Zhan doesn't mind, I will do my best to not drag you down in your career."

...OK.

Zhan Xinyue also guessed it.

"OK, then our first step is to get you from Daxing Construction. After that, you will follow Cui Zheming. He will teach you. After we return to the Magic City, the capital will be yours to rule."

"You guys still want to go back to the Demon City?"

Duan Nanjia was a little surprised, but reacted after a short while.

I originally came from Shanghai, so of course I want to go back to Shanghai.

But I don't know why, there is a feeling of reluctance in my heart.

Zhan Xinyue certainly noticed his abnormality: "Why? Can't bear to leave me?"

"certainly not!"

Duan Nanjia denied it very quickly, but his blushing face once again revealed his true thoughts.

Zhan Xinyue found it very funny: "That's good, if you say you can't bear to leave me, I can't help but take you back~"

Duan Nanjia was like a shy young wife. In order to avoid others seeing her shyness, she turned her head to the side to look at the night view.

But his heart was shaken again because of Zhan Xinyue's words.

really?

If he said he couldn't bear to leave, would she take him away? .......

The two were silent for a while.

Zhan Xinyue spoke again: "So, what is the task that Qiao Luomei gave you?"

"...She asked me to go with you tonight..."

When this was mentioned, Duan Nanjia's face, which had finally recovered, turned red again.

Zhan Xinyue really couldn't understand why a grown man would be so easily shy.

As soon as she saw that he was shy, she wanted to continue teasing him.

She gently played with the hair in front of her with one hand, showing her charm and affection: "Come with me? Why do you want to come with me?"

"You...you ask even though you already know the answer!"

Duan Nanjia looked like a little wild cat that had been angered. He looked so angry that people really wanted to ravage him.

Zhan Xinyue looked away: "Oh, I have no interest in you now, but, in order to make things easier for you, you can come back with me tonight."

"Of course, I'll book a new room for you."

Duan Nanjia opened his mouth again and again, but in the end no word came out.

When Zhan Xinyue and her people returned to the hotel, Cui Zheming was already waiting at the door.

It was fine before, but ever since what happened last time, whenever Zhan Xinyue went out alone, he couldn't help but worry.

Zhan Xinyue had just parked the car when she saw Cui Zheming at the elevator entrance of the parking lot.

Cui Zheming was not at all surprised when he saw Duan Nanjia.

As soon as Duan Nanjia saw Cui Zheming, he felt an invisible sense of inferiority.

"Hello, Mr. Cui."

"Hello."

Cui Zheming responded politely, then looked at Zhan Xinyue: "Do you want to get a new room?"

Zhan Xinyue glanced at Duan Nanjia with a smile and said, "Open a room on our floor."

After saying this, Cui Zheming felt inexplicably relieved.

The three of them went upstairs. Cui Zheming and Zhan Xinyue stood side by side. Duan Nanjia stood beside them, silently observing them out of the corner of his eye.

They are really a perfect match. I think Miss Zhan should be with someone like him.

When the elevator door opened, Zhan Xinyue and Cui Zheming had already gotten off the elevator, but Duan Nanjia was still in a daze. Zhan Xinyue called out to him, "Why hasn't Duan Nanjia come down yet?"

"Huh?...Oh, here it comes."

Duan Nanjia walked out little by little with crutches, and then he realized belatedly: "Shouldn't I go downstairs and get a room?"

"Don't worry, my assistant will take care of it for you."

Cui Zheming spoke lightly.

Zhan Xinyue glanced at Duan Nanjia's uneasy look, put her hands lightly behind her back, and pouted at him: "Since your room is not ready yet, why don't you come back with us first."

"Ah."

Duan Nanjia only reacted after he had taken two steps.

Zhan Xinyue said 'we', which means... they, they live together?!

Or did he understand it wrongly?

The journey was neither long nor far, but this question had been on his mind countless times.

Finally, he reacted when he sat on the sofa in the double room.

It turns out...it turns out that they have been living together for all these days!

That means... Mr. Cui might know everything about him.

What does Mr. Cui think of him? Does he think that he is a lost dog who can only wag his tail to please others?

There was a storm in Duan Nanjia's heart.

Zhan Xinyue and Cui Zheming had no idea what he was thinking.

Especially Cui Zheming, in his eyes, there is no difference between him and them, but he does not think it is a shameful thing. After all, it is lucky to be favored by such a beautiful and capable person.

After Zhan Xinyue returned to the room, she casually threw her car keys, bag, coat and high heels on the ground. Cui Zheming helped her pick them up and put them in order one by one, as if he was used to it.

And considerately, he put on slippers for her.

Duan Nanjia saw the tacit understanding and intimate actions between the two people.

He felt like a mistress who had the audacity to appear in front of Cui Zheming, the wife.

There is only one feeling - sitting on pins and needles.