The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

We haven't seen him for seven years, and Fang Zheng is still the same as he was back then, and there is no news of even the slightest bit of ruffian.

Just a little more tan on the face.

"Beauty? What's wrong with you?"

In fact, Yang Xiaoxue can't even say a word now, she actually felt that Fangzheng is not dead and will not die.

But at the moment of seeing him, Yang Xiaoxue felt incredible, as if a miracle had occurred.

Fang Zheng took another look at the little girl beside him: "Zhizhi, what's wrong with this beauty? She seems to be crying!"

"Ah, why are you crying? What did you say?"

The little girl named Zhizhi who was looking for the bag in the box also came over. Seeing Yang Xiaoxue, who was covering her mouth, she was also puzzled and concerned: "Sister? What's the matter with you?"

Yang Xiaoxue looked at Fangzheng in front of her, she slowly stretched out her hand, tears were already falling from her wet red eyes.

Fangzheng and Zhizhi looked at each other, then looked at this beautiful woman in a white dress in confusion.

.....

In seven years, Jiang Xiyao has made Zhengxi Group the strongest in the country by herself, and now it is a household name.

"Fairy Wood"

Except for Jiang Xiyao, everyone else's life is no longer the same as before.

Xiaomi and Xiaolong's child is seven years old.

The children in Class 4 have already gone to college, and they are almost graduating from college this year, and are about to start working.

Those students in class 4, grade 3, and grade 3 of Tulip Junior High School were no longer in contact with each other so frequently, and they each integrated into a new group and school.

But the class group of the third grade and fourth class is still kept in the communication software.

But this morning, seven years later.

A photo suddenly popped up in a group that had not had much news for half a year.

One more word.

The photos and words were all sent by Yang Xiaoxue.

"I found Teacher Fang, he is still alive, and now he lives in the last house in the south of Wutong Village after entering the village!"

Once the news was sent, in less than five minutes, the class group that was still quiet suddenly sent out a series of news.

Yang Yibiao: "!!! Really? Sister!"

Ding Peng: "My Cao! Where is this! It's not far!"

Yan Qingya: "Damn, I just signed up for the Sunday exam, and it's still a fart, where is this place! Where is it!"

Yu Jing: "I found a local group, and it's a little far away, but I also skipped class and I'm already out of the classroom."

Zhuge Hong: "Yu Jing has skipped class? It's amazing, I've already got in the car, can't the plane reach this place!"

Yang Yibiao: "You can't get on the plane, just take a taxi! Hurry up, hurry up! I will reimburse everyone's travel expenses!"

Ding Peng: "By the way, tell your wife first! Quick!"

......

The continuous news in the class group made the little secretary holding Jiang Xiyao's mobile phone in a group meeting room in Luteng City look strange.

At this moment, Jiang Xiyao is still sitting in the company conference room, talking about the company's summary and details of various aspects for the past month.

Who knew that Xiaomi saw that Jiang Xiyao's mobile phone was buzzing and vibrated all the time, so he secretly said in Jiang Xiyao's ear: "Mr. Jiang, a lot of messages suddenly popped up on your mobile phone."

Jiang Xiyao glanced at Xiaomi suspiciously: "Who sent it to me?"

"It seems to be a certain school class group?"

group? Jiang Xiyao seemed to have joined a group in her impression.

It was the class group of Grade 3 and Class 4, but no one had spoken to that group for a long time.

Jiang Xiyao stretched out his hand, Xiaomi handed over the phone, Jiang Xiyao said to the shareholders in the office: "Every shareholder can report the latest work first, starting with President Liu!"

When other shareholders heard this, they immediately opened the information in their hands, and Mr. Liu, who was named first, began to report.

Because Jiang Xiyao often works high-intensity, he can basically be distracted to do some things, including listening to the reports of shareholders and reading news.

But this time, when Jiang Xiyao opened the password lock and looked at countless private messages and messages in the group.

This woman who never lost her way suddenly froze for a moment, her mind went blank, and her eyes were fixed on the screen of her mobile phone.

Then Jiang Xiyao stood up suddenly, all the leaders in the conference room looked at Jiang Xiyao, and looked at the news on the phone, and whispered:

"Go and arrange a car.."

Xiaomi snorted: "Mr. Jiang, where do you arrange the car to go?"

Jiang Xiyao looked back at Xiaomi, and even Xiaomi was startled by that excited look: "Go to arrange a car, go!"

In a remote village in a township not far from Luteng City.

In the rural courtyard, Fang Zheng sat on a horse, guarding the small wooden table in front of him.

A little girl named Zhizhi brought two bowls of rice from the kitchen.

"Kun Kun, today I'm making cabbage and pork! How about trying it!"

Fangzheng picked up his chopsticks, looked at the dishes on the table, and praised: "The cabbage and pork are good! Just looking at it makes me appetite, do you still have pickles?"

"The pickles are here! Just pickled!"

The little girl took Maza and sat beside Fangzheng, using chopsticks to put a pickled carrot in the bowl of pork and cabbage into Fangzheng's bowl.

Fang Zheng took a sip of the pickled vegetables and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhizhi smiled cutely and said, "Is it delicious? Try the cabbage I made again!"

Fang Zheng took a mouthful of rice and gave the little girl the cabbage: "Okay, but you can eat it too!"

"Well, eat!"

At the same time, at the intersection of the village, a dozen taxis and several private cars were speeding towards this house.

As the lead car, Xiaomi looked at the navigation in the group, sat in the co-pilot and said to Xiaolong: "Yes, just turn two more paths ahead."

A few minutes later, a dozen cars stopped outside a courtyard wall.

All the students in Grade 3 and Class 4, plus Xiaomi Xiaolong Jiang Xiyao, got out of the car in a mighty manner and came to the iron gate of the farmer.

Yang Yibiao, Xiaolong and the others banged on the door.

"Brother Fang!"

"Mr. Fang, open the door!"

"Brother Fang, open the door!"

In the yard, Fang Zheng was having dinner with the little girl, and the two raised their heads when they heard the noise outside the door.

The little girl glanced at Fangzheng, swallowed the rice in her mouth and wondered: "Why is it so noisy outside? Kun Kun, you eat first, I'll go take a look."

She put down the dishes and walked across the compound to the gate to open the door.

As soon as Zhizhi opened the iron door, she found a large group of strangers surrounding her door, her face a little scared.

She wondered, "Who are you looking for?"

Yang Yibiao, Xiaomi Xiaolong and the others saw that it was not Fang Zheng who opened the door, but a little girl, and they were all puzzled.

Xiaomi said, "Do you know Fangzheng? Is he at your house?"

Zhizhi wondered: "Fangzheng? I don't know. Did you find the wrong place? We don't have Fangzheng here."

The students sighed, and Yan Qingya asked Yang Yibiao, "We didn't find the wrong door, right?"

Yang Yibiao looked at the navigation on the phone and the address sent by his sister, looked up and said, "I'm not wrong, my sister said that Teacher Fang is inside!" He shouted twice: "Mr. Fang! Teacher Fang!"

Fang Zheng, who was eating in the yard, heard shouting outside, so he had to put down his chopsticks and walked quickly towards the door.

When the man walked to the door, everyone's eyes were full of surprise, surprise, and joy!

"Brother Fang! It's really Brother Fang!"

"Mr. Fang!"

"Mr. Fang!"

.....

Fang Zheng came to the little girl, looked at the forty or fifty people around his door, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment when they saw Fang Zheng's puzzled expression.

Xiaomi said, "Brother Fang, you don't know us anymore?"

Xiaolong: "Brother Fang, stop joking! I'm Xiaolong, don't you know me?"

Yan Qingya pointed to the little girl beside Fang Zheng: "Mr. Fang, who is this woman?"

Zhuge Hong said delicately, "Mr. Fang, we all worked so hard to find you. Are you here to fall in love with your mistress behind your back?!"

Fangzheng shook his head in confusion: "You have mistaken people, I'm not a teacher, our family is going to close for dinner, I'm sorry!"

Fangzheng was about to close the door to see the guests, but who knew that Jiang Xiyao suddenly walked out from the crowd~www.NovelMTL.com~ She blocked the iron gate with her hand, and the others consciously made way for Jiang Xiyao to calm down. .

The woman stared at Fang Zheng in a daze, her pupils trembling.

She couldn't even believe it was true.

"husband.."

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Xiyao. The moment such a beautiful woman walked out of the crowd, the man's eyes lit up. In addition, this woman was accompanied by an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Fang Zheng stared at Jiang Xiyao and said with a smile, "Who is your husband? You must have recognized the wrong person, beauty."

When Zhizhi heard this, she quickly grabbed Fangzheng's arm and explained anxiously, "Perhaps you are really mistaken. He is my friend. His name is Zhao Kun, not Fangzheng."

Jiang Xiyao looked at how close the two were, her beautiful pupils suddenly wrinkled tightly, Jiang Xiyao looked at Fang Zheng again: "Husband, who is she? Don't you remember me?"

Fang Zheng wanted to say that I really don't know you, but Jiang Xiyao's eyes suddenly turned red in front of him.

Fang Zheng saw the tears in her eyes, and those tears seemed to deeply stimulate the man's heart.

It was as if the woman in front of him was crying the most he hated.

Fang Zheng was stunned there, looking at Jiang Xiyao.

Countless memories of the past come back to mind like a tide through Jiang Xiyao's pupils at this moment!

The past that he had experienced appeared in front of Fangzheng's eyes.

From the first acquaintance of the two, to pretending to be a couple, and then starting to fall in love and propose marriage.

From the troubles and difficulties when he first entered Tulip Middle School, to the efforts of the students later, countless pictures and scenes emerged one by one.

Fang Zheng frowned slowly, his expression strange.

Jiang Xiyao: "Husband.."

Fang Zheng looked at the woman's wet eyes and whispered, "Xiyao..."