It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 834 Miss You
Shen Zheyi never told Qiao Yue that he would appear here.

So, Qiao Yue's dangerous speech just now, fortunately, was rounded up by her.

Fortunately, the lecture was over, and the junior just now was not willing to end like this, he approached a little closer, "Sister, I have some questions to ask you."

Qiao Yue showed a proper smile, "Sorry, my husband is here to pick me up."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Then, from the corner of the lecture, a man in a suit and leather shoes stood up, with a slight smile on his face, his face conformed to the aesthetics of Asians, and his figure was just right to make people full of reverie.

He walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to hold the ring-wearing left hand of the woman on the stage, and showed a smile that only men could understand to the boy in front of him who was a few years younger than him.

In his opinion, the opponent is not even a competitor.

A man like Shen Zheyi who has been around in the mall has a lot of ways to deal with this clingy little milk dog, but the premise that the other party can attract his attention is that Qiao Yue is interested in him.

However, it is obvious that his wife only has him in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Yue asked after the two walked a distance holding hands, but there were no students following behind.

Shen Zheyi stretched out his hand and stroked the hair on her forehead for her, "I miss you."

The most obvious change of Mr. Shen over the years is that he has become more and more aware of how to say a sentence with only a few words in a lingering way.

Husband is getting more and more attractive.

The word husband will always make her feel that she is no longer alone as before, but this feeling is very strange, as if you have always agreed with your friends to be a single nobleman for the rest of your life, but in the end you feel guilty and say nothing Got married.

Although she didn't have such a friend who promised to be single for a lifetime, she did make such an agreement with herself.

"Is the company not busy?" Qiao Yue asked again.

"The employees are not hired to raise pigs," Mr. Shen explained to his wife slowly, "They will handle the work well. I am the boss, so I have the final say on whether I am busy or not."

Qiao Yue, who also worked in the capitalist class, was deeply obsessed with this truth, so she didn't start any discussions with Shen Zheyi.

Qiao Yue originally planned to buy a plane ticket to return to China after the lecture, but Shen Zheyi didn't seem to be in a hurry to return to China, and the two had a good stroll in G University for a while.

Every school has its own specific customs. Qiao Yue has stayed here for a few years. Although she travels around most of the time, she has visited the school seriously.

She picked a few places where there were few people, and the two of them held hands on the campus, as if they were back in high school. One of the days when the third year of high school was approaching graduation, they used to hold hands and go to school openly like this.

Qiao Yue didn't remember what she thought about at that time, but now the warmth of her palm is real.

"Yue Yue," in the summer of this campus, Shen Zheyi faced the poplar trees on the hillside in most of G, and discussed a big matter with Qiao Yue, "How about our wedding?"

Apparently, these words were tossed and turned in Shen Zheyi's heart or throat for several rounds, but finally, Shen Zheyi found a time that was somewhat in line with his artistic conception, and brought up this matter.

He has obviously become a man who pays more and more attention to the sense of ritual.

Of course, that's not a bad thing.

(End of this chapter)