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The next day I slept until late, and unexpectedly found that Yan Minglang hadn't gone to work.

Obviously he was waiting for me, seeing me get out of bed, he put down his phone, let me eat breakfast, change clothes and go out together to buy some things I need.

In fact, I didn't really want to delay his working time, and I expressed my thoughts to him in this way, but he didn't take it seriously, maybe he thought I was just refusing to welcome him.

On the way he asked me if I could drive.

I told him that I got my driver's license when I was just 16 years old, but his company went bankrupt before the car my father bought for me from overseas landed.

He thought about it and asked me to go back and show him all my documents.

I nodded and said "OK".

Then I came to a large shopping mall without saying anything. He took me to the supermarket on the first floor to buy some daily necessities such as toothbrushes, slippers, mouthwash cups, and razors.

Because there are a lot of things needed, both of us are full of bags in both hands, so we are going to put the things on the car in the parking lot first.

As soon as we got out of the elevator, we met a man in his mid-thirties.From his clothes and demeanor, it can be seen that he should be an upper-class person with the same social status as Yan Minglang.

He greeted Yan Minglang very familiarly, his bright eyes scanned the things in our hands like a radar, and then the man glanced at me, talking to him while looking at me with interest .

Yan Minglang also turned his head and glanced at me, the two of them were speaking Chinese which I could not understand.

Just when my hands were getting sore and I was hesitating whether to put the things down first and then lift them up after they finished talking, Yan Minglang said to me in English: "Let's go."

There was a flash of surprise in the man's eyes, and then he asked him in English because of some mentality: "He can't speak Chinese, can he?"

Yan Minglang nodded impatiently.The man rubbed his chin and said "interesting" with a smile.

What's so interesting about that?I looked puzzled, but I kept my duty and didn't ask any questions.I understand that Yan Minglang doesn't seem to want me to talk to his friends, otherwise, with the demeanor of a grown man, at least he wouldn't have been chatting with each other in Chinese in front of me, and he even omitted introducing us.

Then we went our separate ways. After we put our things away, we took the elevator to the clothing area on the second floor.

Yan Minglang didn't ask for my opinion, and didn't even give me a chance to try it on.He bought me a lot of clothes, the size should be recommended by the clerk, and it should look like it will fit, but some are a little mature.

In Australia, even when my father was not broke, I was used to wearing simple shirts and jeans, with a cardigan at most in winter.However, many of the clothes he chose for me were too flashy or formal, and I don't think I would wear those clothes a few times.

So I tactfully told him what I thought and he just dismissed me with "I don't want my partner to dress like a beggar".

I stopped talking, quietly carrying the big and small bags, and followed him to accompany him to purchase things that would belong to me in the future.However, I suddenly came up with an idea, there is nothing that belongs to me, in fact, even I belong to Yan Minglang.

After buying clothes and shoes, he took me to visit the furniture square.This time he let me choose a desk myself.

I don't want to spend too much money on him, but I have no idea about the exchange rate between RMB and Australian dollar. I just remember that when I traveled in Japan and South Korea, countless zeros didn't cost too much money, so I thought Asia All countries have the same currency.If you ask me why I didn't ask Yan Minglang directly, based on what I know about him these two days, if I ask him, he will definitely think that I am putting on airs.So I chose a desk with a simple and elegant design purely based on my preference.

It was not until later that I found out that the humble desk was actually made by a master. It cost a total of 99999 yuan, which is nearly 2 yuan in Australian dollars, far from the hundreds of dollars I thought.

He raised the corner of his mouth at me, but I didn't pay much attention to it.I think Yan Minglang at that time didn't think 10 yuan was a big number, but he could still see my extravagant nature and unconcealable greed.

I thought it was over when I bought the desk, but in the end he took me to the jewelry store.

The beauties in the store have probably never seen two men come to buy couple diamond rings, maybe because Yan Minglang's aura is too strong, they can only stare at my face from time to time to satisfy their curiosity.

After taking the measurements of my fingers, I sat on the sofa in the corner, drank the hot drink brought by the clerk and waited.

In fact, I don't think a diamond ring means anything at all, but Yan Minglang seems to care about this kind of form.It's just that even so, he was very casual when choosing, and he chose the style within a moment.

While waiting for the ring to be resized, he came over and sat next to me.

Ever since I went out, I noticed that the phone in his pocket was always buzzing non-stop. At this time, when he was finally free, he took out his phone and chatted with a familiar software.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at me from the corner of his eye.

Afraid he might misunderstand, I quickly explained: "I'm just a little curious about the chat software you're using. I remember that a few friends around me have downloaded it too." Besides, I don't understand Chinese at all.I added something in my heart.

He paused for a moment, then held out his hand to me: "Give me the phone."

I took the phone out of my pocket and handed it to him.He opened my software store, searched for the software, and handed it to me: "Download and install this, I will help you register later, and you can use it to chat with me in the future."

I soon became a little happier.

After replying a few messages, he took my mobile phone and registered an account for me.

"The password is uppercase YML plus my birthday, I have already added friends."

"thanks……"

I took back the phone, and he lowered his head and continued to deal with his own affairs.

I fiddled with that software.Yan Minglang's profile picture turned out to be a very cute cat, which surprised me a bit.I looked at his ID, it was three Chinese characters that were a bit complicated for me, I thought it should be his name.

I traced his name stroke by stroke with my fingers on my knee, and at this moment my heart seemed to be jumping with joy.I know that I am slowly getting to know the man beside me, and I am also slowly getting to know country Z.

After half an hour, the ring was finally dealt with.Yan Minglang directly opened the wine red velvet box, took out the rings inside, put one on his ring finger and one on my ring finger.

Then he took my hand and walked out of the jewelry store.

After we walked a certain distance, I seemed to hear excited screams from the shop behind me. At that moment, I thought the girls in country Z were really cute.

Leaving the shopping mall, Yan Minglang originally planned to take me home and then go to work.But after he answered a call halfway, he turned around and said to me: "I have something urgent to deal with, so you can go to the company with me."

I had nothing to do when I went back, and I wanted to see what his place of work looked like.

It's just that I didn't have the opportunity to visit his company, let alone understand how he usually works. After he took me to the president's office, he went out alone.

I stood in the spacious office and looked around.In the past, I often went to my father's company, and followed him to the offices of many CEOs who worked with him, but Yan Minglang's office was completely different from those middle-aged people.

Unlike their eagerness to fill the office with all kinds of items for show, Yan Minglang's office is very simple and tidy.

Simple interior decoration of white tone.

Behind the large desk is a built-in bookshelf with shelves.In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite is a set of sofa sets.There is a separate small room inside, which should be a bedroom for taking a nap.

There are a few oil paintings hanging on the wall, but there is nothing extra.

I stood in a daze for a while, then walked to the French window, and stared at the continuous flow of traffic downstairs and became dazed.

Someone knocked on the door, and a secretary in her 20s came in with a plate of biscuits and a hot drink. She said to me in English: "Mr. Yan has a meeting to hold, he asked you to take a break first, if you are bored , you can use his computer, the password has been sent to your mobile phone, but please don’t touch the things in the folder.”

I thanked her, and she smiled and nodded to me, then backed out.

I glanced at my phone, and Yan Minglang did indeed send me a string of passwords.

I didn't touch his computer, but lay on the sofa and fell asleep without knowing it.

I had a dream. In the dream, two old people held hands and snuggled together.I didn't understand why I had such a dream, until I saw that the two people were wearing the same diamond ring, which was exactly the same as the one Yan Minglang bought for us today.

When I woke up, there was still a little bit of sweetness in my heart. I think this dream is almost one of my few sweet dreams.

[The author has something to say: Shaw = Xiao

Everyone can automatically bring it in~ Anyway, I don’t like foreign names very much in novels 233]