After returning to my biological family, I was arranged to marry

Since Lin Bei wanted Lin Zimao to help the family, he would not withhold that little pocket money, and with a wave of his hand, put all the childcare expenses he had saved over the years onto Lin Zimao's card.

If Lin Zimao hadn't been taken away by his mother, he would have lived the life of a well-clothed and well-fed young master since he was a child, and he had also received an education from the best first-class school.

Now, it can be regarded as asking him for something, and there is no reason to treat others badly, but Lin Zimao didn't grow up beside him, and he would definitely be extremely disgusted by mentioning the business marriage to him, so it's better to hide it from him from the beginning Things, when the company's funds are successfully credited to the account and the predicament is resolved, Lin Zimao, not himself, will be the one to ride the tiger.

He wasn't worried that the Jiang family would stand up for Lin Zimao. The Jiang family had always been reserved and proud, so they definitely looked down on Lin Zimao.

Before Fang Jiawen came back, he told him the investigation information on Alpha Star. Lin Zimao had never left Alpha Star and received the most basic 12-year compulsory education. If he hadn’t sent Fang Jiawen to bring him back, Lin Zimao would have Mao is afraid that he can't even afford to go to university, let alone the university on Feige. From now on, he is probably just a poor man on Alpha Planet. Maybe he can't even afford a flying car, and he will never make it to the top.

After Lin Bei gave Lin Zimao a sum of pocket money that he felt was enough to surprise Lin Zimao, he felt more at ease.

After learning from the butler that Lin Zimao asked the driver to take him to the shopping mall, Lin Bei felt relieved. It seemed that the child really bought gifts, which was a good thing, and he knew how to socialize with others.

I just hope that he finds out later that his marriage with Jiang Xuan is a commercial marriage rather than a marriage of the flesh.

Lin Zimao, who was sent out by the driver, was still wearing his ordinary clothes.

The driver of the Lin family dropped him off in front of the largest shopping mall in the city center.

Where there are people, there is a market. Even though today's holographic network is no different from reality, people are social animals. They need to get together. Most people still choose to go shopping. Shopping malls are a good place to go.

Standing at the entrance of a high-end shopping mall with a clean and clean floor, Lin Zimao looked out of place.

He looked down at the bank balance that he had just arrived in the account. It may not be much, but it is enough for a period of time.

Without looking up, he turned and left the high-end shopping mall. After checking the route to another block, Lin Zimao turned in and walked away from the noisy and bustling block.

His purpose is clear.

The farther away you are from the bustling area, the older the neighborhood looks. The billboards hanging on both sides of the street are full of dust and some wires hanging on them. It seems that the environment on both sides is not the same century.

Lin Zimao took a breath slowly, he was more comfortable in a messy environment than in a magnificent place, as if he was in Alpha Star, no one cared about your origin.

He was going to No. [-], South Shanghai Street, but he couldn't find the number plate after searching for a long time, so he couldn't help asking the middle-aged uncle owner of a bakery.

"Hello, is No. [-], South Shanghai Street here?"

The chubby boss shook his head and smiled, "Sorry, young man, I don't know. There was no [-] Shanghai South Street here when I came here."

Lin Zimao thanked him, bought a bottle of water from the self-service vending machine on the side of the road, and continued walking. He asked several people one after another and said that he had never heard of No. [-], South Shanghai Street. He carefully compared the house with the brand new one. I wondered if the street signs had been re-edited.

Lin Zimao walked around Shanghai South Street for nearly an hour before leaving. None of these people seemed to be the original people who lived here, so he could only return without success.

After all, I don't know enough about this place, so I definitely won't gain anything by rushing here.

Tired from walking, he went back to the first bakery he inquired about for a rest. The shop sold coffee, milk, tea, and juice. He insisted on ordering a glass of juice. The price of a glass of juice was not cheap, and the first-class juice was quite sweet.

Thinking of his purpose of going out, he made an appointment with the driver to go back. He had to buy a gift for the so-called fiancé to go back.

To be honest, he has no experience in giving gifts to buyers.

He sat in the rest area of ​​the bakery with his head down and turned on the communicator, trying to connect to the Internet, but he just arrived last night, and he hadn't registered for the Internet here, so he couldn't log in to check online, which was a little embarrassing.

On the way back to the shopping mall, Lin Zimao heard a robot in a certain shop promoting the shop in the most primitive way of yelling.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, what to give as a gift on Qixi Festival! Of course, you must give the most creative and tasteful gift! [-]% off the whole shop, [-]% off the whole shop, [-]% off the whole shop! Don't miss it when you pass by ..."

Lin Zimao stopped in front of the robot waving a small red flag. Judging from the facade decoration, it should be a creative store.

The female clerk greeted Lin Zimao enthusiastically: "Sir, what do you want to buy? Seeing that you are so handsome, there must be someone who likes it. Do you want to give it to a boyfriend or a girlfriend?"

Lin Zimao looked around at the fresh fruits and vegetables displayed in the store: "Did I go wrong?" This is like a fruit and vegetable store.

The saleswoman smiled and said: "How can it be wrong? I heard that on Valentine's Day, if our ancestors sent a bouquet made of vegetables to someone they liked, it meant that they wanted to create a better life together with the other party. Think about it." , isn’t life all about daily necessities, rice, oil, salt and a bit of romance, this dish is also available in red and green, so giving fresh ingredients to someone you like will instantly have a sparkling atmosphere?”

Lin Zimao only felt that the eloquence of the female shop assistant was good: "Smell of fireworks?" He thought of his fiancé in the holographic photo, and changed his mind about leaving here, "Then give me a bouquet."

Half an hour later, Lin Zimao returned to the car with a bunch of very fresh ingredients.

Lin Zimao asked the driver: "Uncle, does it look good?"

The driver: "It looks very fresh." I thought that the vegetable sellers are getting more and more in place now, and the vegetables are arranged like bouquets.

Lin Zimao nodded, agreeing very much: "That's good."

It will not be wasted if you give it away, and the flower recipient can directly make two dishes and one soup when they go home at night.

After returning to Lin's house and having lunch alone, Lin Zimao applied to open the network of Feige Star.

Planetary networks of different levels are also different. Of course, the price is also quite beautiful, but fortunately, the speed is very fast.

In the afternoon, I took a nap with salt and pepper.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the housekeeper came up to prepare the clothes for him to wear tonight.

He only opened one of the suitcases containing light clothes, and he placed the other in a corner.

After a little unhappiness last night, he spoke very briefly, and Lin Zimao didn't talk much, as long as he didn't touch his bottom line, he was very cooperative.

The butler prepared him a set of light-colored shirts and trousers with a relatively conservative texture and texture. Lin Zimao disliked the buttons being too buttoned up, so he unbuttoned the top two buttons, revealing his white collarbone and hanging around his neck. The black rope, the jewelry hanging from the rope is covered by the shirt.

Fang Jiawen came to pick Lin Zimao.

Lin Zimao motioned him to help him get the bouquet he was going to send to his fiancé: "Help me."

Fang Jiawen held a bouquet of vegetables in his arms, and asked in surprise, "...what are you going to do?"

Lin Zimao asked him, "Just tell me if it's new or not."

Fang Jiawen looked at the crystal clear drops of water on the spinach leaves and nodded: "It's very fresh." The taste is pure and it's very suitable as a hot pot ingredient.

Lin Zimao: "That's fine."

Lin Bei immediately took Lin Zimao over, saw the fruit bouquet in his hand at a glance, and said with a headache, "Is this what you're giving?"

Lin Zimao wondered: "No? The clerk said this is very popular on Feige."

Lin Bei took his bouquet and threw it to Fang Jiawen: "No, Jiawen takes it away!" He felt more and more that this son would not be able to stand on the stage, "Don't do such embarrassing things in the future." A little angry again, "Button your clothes, what does it look like?"

Lin Zimao reluctantly fastened the top two buttons.

Bai Meiying on the side pretended to protect Lin Bei: "Lin Bei, don't blame Zimao, he just came to our capital city, he doesn't understand the atmosphere here, just stay for a while longer." They all excluded Lin Zimao, thinking that it would be great if it was replaced by Ziyi, a handsome man and a beautiful woman could make a good story, and wasted her chance to get close to the Jiang family.

Lin Bei gave Lin Zimao a reproachful look: "I'll learn more from your Aunt Bai later."

Lin Zimao lowered his head, as if he felt very ashamed.

Bai Meiying held Lin Bei's arm and said in a low voice not to embarrass the child.

Lin Bei thought it was necessary to teach his sons from the countryside a lesson once in a while, but he didn't see Lin Zimao clenched his fisted hands, so he took them into the dining room to check the time.

This is a Chinese restaurant with a private room mode, and elegant names are posted on the outside of each private room.

Lin Bei took Lin Zimao to the private room, but unexpectedly the manager who led them said that Mr. Jiang had already arrived.

After a while of courteous greetings, Lin Bei gave up his place of birth and pulled Lin Zimao to him, and showed Jiang Ping and his wife in front of them. After an eager introduction, his eyes fell on the young man sitting beside him holding tea, that was Jiang Xuan whom he had seen in the hologram.

Lin Bei smiled flatteringly and said, "Brother Jiang, this is our Zimao."

Jiang Ping looked at Lin Zimao and said with a smile, "Don't stand still, just sit down." They were all good people, they had seen Lin Zimao's face earlier, and they knew all about him.

Lin Zimao was pushed to sit beside Jiang Xuan, his face was cold and indifferent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Xuan, who was sitting upright, raised his head at this moment, and the two looked at each other. Lin Zimao smiled at him, thinking, real people are more delicate and beautiful than holographic photos, which is probably what he has seen since he was a child. The best looking people ever.

Jiang Xuan only slightly pursed his lower lip in response.

It was only then that he remembered that the gift he had brought could not be sent out, and he felt a little regretful.

Both Jiang Ping and Lin Bei are masters of activating the atmosphere, and the two wives also talk to each other from time to time, and the chat is not bad.

In fact, there was another middle-aged man who came with them. The success of the two families is due to this person. Although the Jianglin family has always maintained contact, they still need a middleman when it comes to marriage. This person speaks very well. It was funny, and the atmosphere was even more harmonious. He also praised and praised both children.

The two children who are just sitting together are too quiet, and the two married protagonists are more like a foil.

Jiang Xuan's mother is very beautiful, bright and charming, and Bai Meiying has two different styles, and her personality is also different. Her name is Qi Jingshan, and she is sitting next to Jiang Xuan. It is convenient to talk to Lin Zimao across Jiang Xuan.

Qi Jingshan: "Is it okay for Zimao and Jiang Xuan to go to the same school?"

Lin Bei had indeed considered the question of which university to study for Lin Zimao, but Lin Zimao's grades were not good enough, and he was still worried. Now that Qi Jingshan mentioned it, he pricked up his ears.

Lin Zimao was very obedient: "Yes, Auntie."

Jiang Xuan turned the teacup in his hand and glanced at his own mother.

Lin Bei got cheap and acted like a good boy: "Is this suitable? I remember that Jiang Xuan studied at Feige University?"

Qi Jingshan smiled and said, "Isn't it just right? Zifeng is still Jiang Xuan's senior brother. He's going to study in Feige Hall this year."

The Lin family and the Jiang family have always had friendship, and the juniors also have contacts in normal times. By the way, you will know the situation by asking, otherwise this marriage will not be so smooth.

Lin Bei pretended to sigh: "Yes, the children have grown up in the blink of an eye."

Qi Jingshan agreed: "No, that's the decision. Our family has a quota in Feige University. It doesn't matter if Jiang Xuan passed the exam by himself. This quota just happens to be for Zimao, so there is no need to waste it. The house Jiang Xuan bought near the school is enough for two people, and it is convenient to go to school." She pushed her son's arm, "I will take good care of brother Zimao in the future."

Jiang Ping also nodded, very satisfied with Lin Zimao's obedient obedience: "Tomorrow, I will find an old gentleman to calculate an auspicious day, so that the two children can get married early."

Lin Zimao looked sideways at Jiang Xuan calmly, only to see him tap the teacup in his hand with the tip of his hand, but he didn't do anything, and he didn't know if he listened or not.

Qi Jingshan asked him directly: "Jiang Xuan, what do you think?"

Jiang Xuan didn't speak all the time, the gentle smile on Qi Jingshan's face gradually froze, and when she was about to lose the smile on her face, Jiang Xuan finally popped out a single word: "En."

Very good, everyone is happy.

No one asked Lin Zimao if he agreed to the marriage, his opinion was not important.

However, Lin Zimao was actually relieved when he heard that Jiang Xuan responded on the spot.

The author has something to say: Jiang Xuan: How could I not agree to the marriage, hurry to the bridal chamber!