Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 43
Song Kang looked at his daughter and said with a smile, "Chu'er can stay at home, Zhou Hao will come over tomorrow when he has time."

Zhou Hao looked at Song Yanchu and said nothing.

"Then I'll stay at home." Song Yanchu replied lightly, a little absent-minded.

Zhou Hao looked at her silently, hummed softly, "Okay."

After Zhou Hao left, the topic of the Song family still did not leave Zhou Hao.

Jiang Ruqin became more and more satisfied with Zhou Hao, she took a strawberry to eat, and the strawberry was sweeter in her heart, "Zhou Hao cares about our family, and all the fruits we buy are our family's favorite, which is better than your father's back then." .”

Song Kang retorted helplessly, "Why did it involve me again?"

Jiang Ruqin glared at him, "When you came to my mother's house, you brought fruits that my parents didn't like."

Reminding the past when he was young, Song Kang also expressed emotion and said with a smile, "Isn't it the season to eat durians at that time, durians are the most expensive of all fruits, so I bought them."

"My parents can't smell the smell of durian. It's because you are not caring enough. You don't even know the taste of your father-in-law and your mother-in-law. Look at what Zhou Hao bought. We like everything."

Jiang Ruqin took a strawberry and put it in Song Yanchu's hand, with a gentle tone, "This is the heart, and it is also the care for you."

Song Yanchu nodded in agreement, and sat with her parents for a while, then she got up and said to take a bath.

Going back to the bedroom to get clothes, Song Yanchu didn't rush to the bathroom, and stood in front of the desk to pick up the photo again, the boy's back was tall and straight and cold.

She vaguely remembered the joy in her heart when she took this photo, and even slept with the photo in her arms at night, and had sweet dreams because of it.

But after a few years, when she saw this photo again, she didn't feel the waves of joy in her heart.

It just suddenly dawned on me that it existed.

If it hadn't been for Zhou Hao's sudden discovery, maybe she would never see this photo again in this life.

The corner of Song Yanchu's mouth curled up, showing helplessness, curled up the photo and put it in the trash can.

For her now, this photo is no more in her life than Shen Wang.

.........

The clock slid to eleven o'clock, and the stars outside the window were peaceful. Zhou Hao pressed his temples with his hands, checked the files carefully, and turned off the computer.

The coffee in the mug beside him was warm and cold, with a stronger bitter taste, but the man was used to drinking it, so he frowned slightly and swallowed it.

"Zizi—" The phone screen suddenly lit up.

A short WeChat message, "Go to bed early, good night."

Zhou Hao watched the news, many emotions flashed across his calm eyes, and finally returned to tenderness.

On the other side, Song Yanchu was lying on the bed in a daze, looking at the WeChat chat records.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Zhou Hao calling.

"Hello?" For a while, Song Yanchu's voice was hoarse, and her heart beat slightly faster.

During the conversation, neither party spoke, and the silence was a little awkward.

Song Yanchu pursed her lips, "Zhou Hao, what's the matter?"

"No, good night."

The man's voice was soft and gentle, it came to Song Yanchu's ears through the mobile phone player, a little itchy.

After saying good night, he didn't hang up the phone.

Song Yanchu stared at the little flowers on the pink air conditioner quilt, scratched her index finger, and said, "Are you done?"

"Not yet, there is a little more."

"Oh...then you should rest early after you finish your work."

"it is good."

"Then I hang up."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yanchu said suspiciously, "It's weird."

……

The next day, before Jiang Ruqin was preparing for lunch, Song Yanchu asked Zhou Hao if he wanted to come over for dinner.

Song Yanchu was chatting with Yu Xia about starting a business, but he didn't look up, "He's very busy, so he will take time to come over."

Jiang Ruqin took the pillow from the sofa and threw it on Song Yanchu's body, and said angrily, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat, and you're being pushy when I ask you to make a phone call, hurry up!"

Song Yanchu was caught off guard, and was being hit on the head by a pillow, she pursed her mouth and looked at Song Kang at the side.

Song Kang showed sympathy, but said, "Hurry up, or there will be a traffic jam at noon."

"Who is your biological child..." Song Yanchu complained in a low voice, and called Zhou Hao's phone.

The call was connected quickly, but Song Yanchu's tone was not very good for a while, and he asked angrily, "Are you coming over for lunch?"

Zhou Hao's meeting with customers had just ended, and the customer hadn't left yet.

The volume of the call was not low, and the smile on the customer's face froze for a moment, looking at Mr. Zhou who was holding the phone.

"My wife." Zhou Hao explained, with a natural expression, and pointed to Secretary Zhang with his eyes, "Mr. Liu has worked hard today, and you can advise our relevant departments if you have any questions in the future. Secretary Zhang, please let Mr. Liu and the others go to the guest room to rest."

"Mr. Liu, this way please." Secretary Zhang led the client out with a calm expression on his face.

I thought to myself, it turns out that the president's wife not only doesn't cover Mr. Zhou with a quilt, but is also so fierce.

Marriage is scary...

Song Yanchu heard the conversation on the other side and realized, "Are you still busy?"

Zhou Hao stood by the conference table, wearing a suit and leather shoes, tapped the conference table with his bones regularly, and said with a light smile, "I just finished my work."

"Oh……"

"The tone was so aggressive just now, do you want me to come back to eat or not?"

There was a second of silence on the other side, and the voice was warm, "Whatever you want, come back to eat when you have time, my mother has prepared a lot of dishes."

A gentle smile flashed across Zhou Hao's eyes, and he glanced at the time, "It will take an hour to arrive."

"Oh."

The phone hangs up.

At the door of the meeting room, Secretary Zhang knocked on the door, "Mr. Zhou, I have reserved a seat at Penglaiju for lunch."

It's almost eleven o'clock now. In the past, when customers talked about this time in the company, Zhou Hao would treat them to dinner.

Dinner table entertainment is also an important communication content in business relationships. Many cases cannot be discussed in the conference room, but there are turning points at the dinner table.

"Yeah." Zhou Hao responded, came out of the meeting room and went to the reception room, exchanged a few greetings with Mr. Liu with a smile, and then said: "It's been a long time since I went home for dinner, and my wife has lost her temper. I'll arrange it in Penglaiju After leaving the private room, Mr. Liu and the others have dinner before leaving."

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "It's all right, Mr. Zhou can do whatever he wants."

Zhou Hao entertained a few more words, asked Secretary Zhang to lead them to Penglaiju, took the elevator to the parking lot by himself, and drove back to Song's house.

It was Song Yanchu who opened the door, and saw him bend the corner of his mouth, and said in a weak tone, "I'm back."

Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Don't dare not come back."

Song Yanchu's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she glared at him.

Jiang Ruqin came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, smiling all over her face, "Zhou Hao is back, he can have lunch soon, wash your hands quickly."

Looking at Song Yanchu's bulging cheeks, Zhou Hao felt itchy, so he squeezed them.

Song Yanchu was about to get angry, so the man hid in and greeted her parents, "Parents, it smells so good."

"Wash your hands and eat."

Song Yanchu closed the door, pursed her lips, "Childish!"

After dinner, Zhou Hao brought Song Yanchu out of Song's house.

Jiang Ruqin beckoned at the door reluctantly, "Come over to eat more when you have time."

It wasn't until they got into the elevator that they became quiet.

(End of this chapter)