Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

Two people, one is afraid that the other will disappear suddenly, and the other is afraid that the other will suddenly change his heart. Even if they love each other, there is a layer of secrets between them that cannot be revealed. After all, the two people's hearts are not as close as before. They are so preoccupied that they don't notice it. The other party quietly changes.

The next day, Ai Changhuan went to see Feng Jinghe as promised, but he seemed to be very busy and had no time to see her. The originally agreed thirty-minute meeting time was abruptly reduced to three minutes, and these three minutes The minutes were squeezed out while he was taking a break from a meeting.

Ai Changhuan looked at Feng Jinghe speechlessly.

Feng Jinghe gave her the contract and asked her to read it quickly. If she had any opinions, she should put them forward early and discuss them later.

Ai Changhuan glanced at it briefly, then picked up a pen and signed her name on the last page without hesitation. She studied law and knew what key points to look at, and Feng Jinghe was also a person who made do with efficiency. , so he did not write a lot of long-winded articles, and then secretly set up some deceptive mechanisms in a corner. The rights and obligations of the other party, and his own rights and obligations, were divided into categories and listed one by one, clearly and clearly.

Seeing Ai Changhuan sign without hesitation, Feng Jinghe raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I thought you would bargain again."

Ai Changhuan imitated his raised eyebrows and said, "I believe in you and my own vision. Besides, I don't have anything, and I don't think you will devise any trap to harm me."

"OK, cool!" Feng Jinghe glanced at Ai Changhuan with slight appreciation, "The contract is in two copies, one for each of us, and the execution time starts tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have arranged all the company's affairs today, and I will return to China with you tomorrow." Feng Jing smiled meaningfully, "The game is about to start, are you ready?"

Ai Changhuan looked blank: "Ready."

There is no turning back, we can only keep going forward.

"Okay then, I will leave the rest of the time for you to make some preparations and let me see how you will be a bad woman."

After the conversation ended, Feng Jinghe went back to the meeting. He had to arrange everything within these two days before he had time to do the experiment that he didn't know whether it was meaningful or not.

Ai Changhuan was sitting in the office, thinking about what Feng Jinghe had just said. The deal was about to start, and she had to get into the role as soon as possible. How to become a bad woman?

The next night, Ai Changhuan and Feng Jinghe got on the plane back to China. Feng Jinghe seemed to have finished his work and seemed very relaxed. Unlike others, he was still busy before taking off. Talking on the phone.

However, Ai Changhuan did buy a lot of things, which were said to be gifts for relatives and friends. There were dozens of packages of various sizes, and two full boxes were packed in the suitcase.

Ai Changhuan asked Feng Jinghe: "Don't you buy something for your relatives and friends?"

It doesn't seem right to just go back empty-handed.

Feng Jinghe frowned and said, "My friends are all elites like me. They should not lack this kind of thing."

"..." Ai Changhuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "What about relatives? For example, uncles and aunts."

"The money I give them is enough, and they will buy whatever they want. And I don't know what they are missing, so buying it may not be suitable."

The veins on Ai Changhuan's forehead throbbed. This person was really ignorant of the world, so the so-called friends he mentioned should refer to business partners or something like that, right? "Of course the meaning of what you buy is different from what your parents bought themselves. I think as long as it is bought by you, no matter what it is, they will like it and be happy."

"What's the difference?" Feng Jinghe asked.

"...It's nothing." Ai Changhuan was too lazy to talk to him any more. This man was just a fool, and he couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Feng Jinghe felt that he was being looked down upon. He wanted to ask but couldn't save his dignity, so he read the newspaper in a depressed manner.

Ai Changhuan had already told Lu Zhanke about the arrival time of the plane. Lu Zhanke said that he would come to pick her up. In more than ten hours, the two would meet.

210

Seeing that she was about to meet Lu Zhanke, Ai Changhuan couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart. Originally, because she and Lu Zhanke had become a real couple, their relationship was at the right time. Because they were going to the United States, they decided to I had to leave, and I kept worrying about Feng Jinghe. I didn't have time to think about anything else. Now I was about to see Lu Zhanke. That sweet feeling came to my heart again, and I couldn't help but curl up the corner of my mouth. His face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

But Feng Jinghe said coolly: "Don't forget the agreement between us. Let me see your performance ability later."

Ai Changhuan's inner surprise suddenly turned into irrepressible anger. She bit her lower lip hard, and then said helplessly and sadly: "Well, I understand."

After getting off the plane and picking up her luggage, Ai Changhuan saw Lu Zhanke waiting there at the exit. She felt heavy, but she still pretended to be cheerful and ran towards Lu Zhanke: "Lu Zhanke, have you been waiting for a long time? "

Lu Zhanke reached out and touched her head and smiled: "No, but why are you still wearing sunglasses at night?"

Of course Ai Changhuan wore sunglasses to cover the injuries on her face, but she couldn't tell Lu Zhanke about this, so she smiled nonchalantly and said, "That's because I didn't sleep well on the plane. Now I must be two big I have dark circles under my eyes, I don’t want you to see how ugly I am.”

Lu Zhanke smiled fondly: "I know."

In fact, he wanted to say, I've seen you look unkempt and unkempt when you first got up. A little dark circle under your eyes is nothing. But he was very happy to see Ai Changhuan still care so much about his image in front of him. , the uneasiness of the past few days dissipated little by little.

"Ahem." Feng Jinghe, who was standing aside, suddenly cleared his throat. Although he had no experience in love, he should have understood after seeing this scene that the two of them were getting tired of each other. Ai Changhuan did not become a person as agreed. 'Bad' women.

Ai Changhuan's face froze, and then she stiffly waved away Lu Zhanke's hand on her head, and said coldly: "Don't pat my head, it will mess up my hairstyle."

Compared with the previous conversation and laughter, her tone at this time was really terrifyingly cold, and the change was too sudden.

Seeing his hand being waved away, Lu Zhanke didn't quite understand and was stunned.

However, Ai Changhuan had already averted his eyes and looked at Feng Jinghe, saying, "I almost forgot, this is Feng Jinghe, a friend I met in the United States. He happens to be a rehabilitation expert, so I Ask him to come back with me and see if it helps your arm.”

Lu Zhanke retracted his surprised expression, turned to look at Feng Jinghe, and then stretched out his left hand: "Hello Mr. Feng, I am Lu Zhanke."

Feng Jinghe looked at his hands, smiled and said nothing, making no movement.

Ai Changhuan looked heartbroken but could do nothing. But after all, she cared deeply about Lu Zhanke, so she pulled her suitcase and walked between Lu Zhanke and Feng Jinghe. As she walked, she said, "Okay, okay." , this is not the place to talk, let’s get in the car first.”

Lu Zhanke retracted his hand very naturally and said, "I don't know where Mr. Feng lives. Do you need us to give you a ride?"

Feng Jinghe pointed at Ai Changhuan, who was walking in front, and said, "Miss Ai has already made the reservation for me."

Ai Changhuan's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. This guy, when did she say that she would help him prepare a place to live? Didn't he say that he was just about to open a branch in China, so he would find a place to live by himself and do market research? ?

Miss Ai? Lu Zhanke was rather sensitive to this title. Didn't Ai Changhuan tell him that he was married?

However, Feng Jinghe had already strode forward and asked Ai Changhuan with a smile: "Is that right, Miss Ai?"

Ai Changhuan turned around and looked at Feng Jinghe awkwardly: "Don't worry, Lu Zhanke and I will definitely help you find the best hotel. Of course, we will pay all the expenses."

Although it was more convenient for him to live at home, after what happened to Shen Qingyan, she no longer dared to take people home casually.

"It's already so late today, and I don't want to bother anymore. I think I'll stay at your house for one night first. Your house should have extra guest rooms, right?" Feng Jinghe directly proposed to stay at Ai Changhuan's house. Require.

"Ah?" Ai Changhuan looked at Feng Jinghe and then at Lu Zhanke.

Lu Zhanke subconsciously refused: "For the hotel, I can call you to make a reservation first. You can check in directly as soon as you arrive at the hotel. If you stay at home, you have to clean up the guest room. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."

Ai Changhuan quickly responded: "That's right, we're also afraid of not being well received, so...ahem..."

It's a bit embarrassing to reject someone so eagerly.

"Okay then." Feng Jinghe shrugged, not really caring.

Ai Changhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them finally got into the car. Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke were supposed to be sitting in the back, and Feng Jinghe was sitting in the passenger seat, but Feng Jinghe got in first. In the back seat, Lu Zhanke sat in the passenger seat in order to let Ai Changhuan rest more in the back, and Ai Changhuan sat behind him.

Ai Changhuan feels awkward, why is this scene so familiar, but the person who did this last time was Shen Qingyan, the one who is helpless is Lu Zhanke, the one who is angry is herself, now the roles have been completely reversed, but she can't do it Lu Zhanke's heart was as calm as water.

Although Lu Zhanke didn't like Feng Jinghe very much, he would not deny him face because of Ai Changhuan's relationship, so he asked Feng Jinghe what kind of hotel he liked, whether he liked Linshan or Linhai, but Feng Jinghe But he said: "As long as it's close to where Miss Ai lives."

Lu Zhan Kemei's heart skipped a beat.

Ai Changhuan saw that the atmosphere was not right and quickly explained: "Mr. Feng probably means that he lives close to our home and it is more convenient for treatment. Isn't that right, Mr. Feng?"

Feng Jinghe said: "Yes, so I will go to you early tomorrow morning. You must remember to prepare breakfast for me personally."

Lu Zhanke's hand on his lap clenched suddenly. Seeing that he was on the verge of rage, Ai Changhuan broke into a cold sweat and said: "Haha, that's right. After all, Mr. Feng, I invited you here." As a guest, I should treat you to a meal, let alone just a breakfast."

She quietly reached out and patted Lu Zhanke's shoulder, hoping he wouldn't be angry.