After marrying a vegetative boss

Baiyao has a gentle personality, and when he speaks and does things, he feels comfortable in the spring breeze, so he quickly integrated into this new class.

During get out of class time, someone asked Baiyao why he transferred at such an important juncture of senior year.

Baiyao smiled, and explained without any concealment: "It's not a transfer, it's because I didn't go to university for some reason after the college entrance examination, so I'm coming back to repeat my studies now."

Everyone has their own privacy, and the students didn't ask why they didn't read it.

Only Lin Naiyou exclaimed: "You don't look like you are a few years older than us."

Baiyao didn't have full-time accommodation, so he would go home at noon.

Lin Naiyou wasn't at school at noon, so she walked out of the school with Baiyao along the way.

Just as Bai Yao was about to turn on his phone, he called to ask where Feng Zhuojun was, when he looked up, he saw Feng Zhuojun walking towards him.

Feng Zhuojun frowned when he saw Lin Naiyou beside Baiyao.He doesn't like any possible love rivals around Baiyao, but thinking that Baiyao also needs a normal social life, he can only swallow this morbid possessiveness back into his stomach.

Lin Naiyou whispered to Bai Yao: "That person seems to be watching us all the time."

Bai Yao explained: "He came to pick me up."

Feng Zhuojun had already walked to Baiyao's side, and he held Baiyao's hand without hesitation at all.

Lin Naiyou showed a surprised expression: "Baiyao, this is your...brother?"

Bai Yao blinked, and whispered with some guilt: "Yes..."

At the same time, the hand held by Feng Zhuojun suddenly tightened, and Baiyao immediately changed his words: "It's...my fiance."

Lin Naiyou's eyes widened, as if he knew something he shouldn't know.

Blame him for talking too much.

In the car, Bai Yao sat in the co-pilot.

Feng Zhuojun fastened Bai Yao's seat belt, and suddenly leaned into his ear and said, "I'll take a leave of absence for you in the afternoon."

"Ah?" Bai Yao was a little puzzled.

Feng Zhuojun moved closer to Baiyao and kissed her on the cheek.

"I don't want to be your fiance anymore, I want to be your husband. Let's go get the certificate in the afternoon."

"Is it so sudden?" Bai Yao laughed.

Seeing that Baiyao didn't agree, Feng Zhuojun felt a little displeased, and kissed Baiyao's mouth again, "Will you go?"

Bai Yao looked at Feng Zhuojun angry, and thought it was very cute.

"Kiss again and I'll tell you."

This time, Feng Zhuojun kissed Baiyao's mouth until his mouth was swollen, and the kissed Baiyao was tearful, biting Feng Zhuojun's arm aggrievedly.

He muttered in a low voice: "I didn't say no."

The gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Holding a bright red notebook in one hand and Baiyao in the other, Feng Zhuojun walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a happy face.

Baiyao wanted to have a red book to read, but Feng Zhuojun refused to give it to him, holding it tightly like a child: "It's all mine."

The time to apply for a marriage certificate is very fast, and there is still an afternoon to spare.

On the way home, Feng Zhuojun was always excited.

I began to think about how to re-host the wedding ceremony, where to take wedding photos, and where to travel for the honeymoon.

Seeing Feng Zhuojun's expectant look, Baiyao didn't have the heart to interrupt.

When he got home, Feng Zhuojun threw Baiyao on the bed.

After a storm, Bai Yao's face was flushed with unabated passion. He lay on Feng Zhuojun's arm and whispered, "Wait for a while about the wedding, please wait for me for another three months. Wait until I finish my high school entrance exam."

Feng Zhuojun, who was still thinking about where to spend his honeymoon, felt like someone had poured cold water on his head, and suddenly fell into a daze.

Bai Yao was taken aback by his change, and coaxed softly: "If you don't want to, let's discuss it again."

Feng Zhuojun pulled Baiyao into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Baiyao suddenly felt a chill drop from his shoulders, Feng Zhuojun seemed... crying?

"what happened to you?"

Bai Yao panicked.

Feng Zhuojun's voice was dull, "I'm fine. Wife, I just feel sorry for you. I didn't give you a perfect wedding at the very beginning, and I have to make up for everything later. Even now, I didn't think about it. How you feel."

Bai Yao was amused by Feng Zhuojun: "What silly things are you talking about, how kind you are to me."

Feng Zhuojun hugged Baiyao even tighter: "It's all up to you, I'll wait for you. When you graduate, I will give you the best of everything in the world."

The best love requires mutual efforts and goes for it together.

In the coming time, he will also reorganize the company so that he can give Baiyao a better future with the ability and confidence.

Feng Zhuojun had no intention of wanting Feng's Group from the very beginning.

Although the Fengshi Group is still the number one enterprise in China, and has decades of history, a very stable popularity and user base, however, judging from various data, many lower-level enterprises of the Fengshi Group have shown obvious signs of failure. Exhausted, earnings are dropping every month.

It's all because many industries of the Fengshi Group are still doing things that were done 30 or [-] years ago, and they are gradually failing to keep up with the times.

Compared with relying on feelings and habits, Feng Zhuojun is more inclined to engage in some emerging technology industries.

Moreover, in the world of his fast travel mission, there is also a world with a higher level of civilization than the earth. He has received higher education in such a world and knows some core principles of high-tech industries.

If it can be moved to this world, it will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the civilization of the existing world.

It just so happened that he sold the shares of Feng's Group and had tens of billions of funds in his hand. He had the money to invest in scientific research.

If he can lead Feng's Group to its peak, he will be able to create a business empire bigger than Feng's as a dowry for marrying Baiyao.

Time flies, Baiyao has also adapted to school for half a month.

As the college entrance examination approached, the time for the [-]-day sprint was also decreasing day by day, and the atmosphere in the entire third department was heavy every day.

Lin Naiyou's grades in other subjects were very good, but his math grades were a little behind. Fortunately, Baiyao's trick helped him every day, and his math grades gradually improved.

Because Feng Zhuojun had to re-register the company, sometimes he was too busy to pick up Baiyao after school.

That day Feng Zhuojun was going to discuss cooperation on materials, so he couldn't come to pick up Baiyao home after school at night. In order to thank Baiyao for always giving him lectures, Lin Naiyou proposed to invite Baiyao to have a barbecue.

Baiyao agreed, and sent a text message to Feng Zhuojun.

Lin Naiyou is also the pampered young master of the family, so he is naturally not short of money, but he did not invite Baiyao to some big restaurants, but was a little curious about the small shops on the street, and said to Baiyao: "Let's go to the night market to eat, shall we? I haven't seen what the night market looks like, but I heard that there are a lot of delicious food there."

Baiyao grew up in a small county town, and all he ate was small street shops.

Seeing the night market full of human fireworks, there is a long-lost familiarity.

Lin Naiyou looked at Baiyao's extravagant appearance, and was afraid that Baiyao would not be able to get used to the noisy place like the night market. Unexpectedly, Baiyao seemed to adapt faster than he did. She didn't dislike the inferior plastic stools at all, so she just sat down up.

After ordering, Baiyao sat on the stool and waited, when she suddenly saw a familiar figure from the back of a waiter at another booth not far away.

But before he could take a closer look, the skewers were on the table.

Lin Naiyou greeted Baiyao to pick up the skewers quickly.

Lin Naiyou imitated others, rolled up her sleeves, and said aggressively, "Do it!"

And before Baiyao could stop it, she saw Linnai pomelo biting on it.

The freshly grilled skewers were still steaming, and Lin Naiyou's hot tears flowed out.

"Are you okay, Yuzu."

Lin Naiyou quickly spit out the meat in her mouth, sticking out her tongue out of aggrieved breath.

He said vaguely: "I'm scalded."

Baiyao picked up the water glass for him: "Sip your saliva first."

Wiping Lin Naiyou's mouth again with a tissue, Baiyao whispered: "Eat slowly, it will burn. Do you feel better?"

Lin Naiyou slowed down, and felt the pain on her tongue subside, and then smiled happily again: "I was too careless, I'm fine, let's continue eating, it smells good."

No matter how good the law and order is, the night market is full of dragons and snakes.

Especially the open-air barbecue stalls. Some of the people who come here to eat are students from nearby, and a large part are workers who come to work in the imperial capital from various small cities.

After eating barbecue, I always like to drink some wine. When I feel drunk, I don’t know what I can do.

Baiyao and Lin Naiyou were quietly eating skewers, when suddenly, a drunk uncle walked over, wearing a construction site work uniform, full of alcohol.Baiyao and Lin Naiyou looked into each other's eyes with confusion written all over their faces.

The drunk uncle also had a bottle of beer in his hand, and without any explanation, he forcibly poured it into the cups of Baiyao and Lin Naiyou.

With dangling hands, he spilled the wine all over the table, held up the bottle and said, "You guys accompany me to drink."

Bai Yao frowned: "We don't know you, please leave our position quickly."

Unexpectedly, one sentence enraged the drunk uncle, and he slammed the wine bottle on the table: "I told you to smack you, so why are there so many wastes?"

talk. "

Baiyao didn't intend to confront the drunk uncle head-on, stood up and started shouting.

"Where's the boss? Boss, come here."

The drunk man also stood up suddenly, and kicked the stool flying, Bai Yao was afraid that the drunk would knock the table off, so he took a step back.

He also beckoned Lin Naiyou to stay away.

"Still called boss? Even if you call the police over today, it's useless. Anyway, I don't want to die anymore. Hurry up and accompany me, all of you." After finishing speaking, the drunkard staggered towards Baiyao and the others again. .

He picked up a wine bottle casually, and suddenly threw it at Lin Naiyou.

boom!

The wine bottle made a muffled sound when it fell on the person, and then fell to the ground, making the sound of glass shattering on the ground.

Lin Naiyou closed her eyes in fright, but she didn't feel any pain for a long time.

As soon as he opened his eyes, an extra person suddenly appeared in front of him.

The cold-eyed young man wore a black mask, revealing only a pair of indifferent and forbearing beautiful eyes.