Chapter 147


Xing Kong blushed a little from his smile, rolled his eyes, "I just kindly remind you—let me use my computer."


Shen Zhiyao watched her drag his notebook away without moving, leaning his forehead against the bedside and looking at her.


Xing Kong minimized his report, and when he saw the exposed desktop, he couldn't help being taken aback.


It was the photo they took at the Civil Affairs Bureau.


She bought a new set of clothes for herself, and the two of them dressed happily, but her expression was a little dazed at the time.


Those things from a few years ago flooded up all of a sudden, Xingkong felt his nose sour and his eyes hot.


They almost got married.


Xing Kong opened the webpage to cover the photo, knelt down by the bed to check things, her fingers were a little disobedient, she looked up at Shen Zhiyao, "Did you really find the reporter that time... I mean, we were in the Civil Affairs Bureau When the bureau wants to... get married..."


Shen Zhiyao lay down, looking at the ceiling, "I lifted a rock and shot myself in the foot. If I hadn't been eager for success, maybe there wouldn't have been a gap of four years - you refused to sign for a long time, and the reporter just came again Earlier, I thought we could really be husband and wife that time."


Xingkong was moved by his words about husband and wife, and looked at him, "Shen Zhiyao, how is grandpa all these years? I contacted him, but he didn't reply. Is he angry with me..."


Shen Zhiyao looked at her, "He has been sick all the time, and he has been bedridden almost all these years. He has read your letter, but he can't reply to it. He basically can't take care of himself now."


Xingkong's nose was sore, "How could grandpa be like this... I... I didn't even go back to see him once..."


"People will come to this point when they get old." Shen Zhiyao raised his head and rested his arms on his head, "I will also have a day when I am old and speechless, and I have no strength to walk—"


Xingkong was a little sad, "Is everything okay at home..."


Shen Zhiyao turned his head to look at her, "It's still the same."


"You..." Xingkong shook his hands, "What kind of person is your current girlfriend..."


Shen Zhiyao raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Which one are you asking?"


Xing Kong turned pale, "How do I know which one is your girlfriend!"


Shen Zhiyao snorted softly, "Really, do you know how many I have?"


Xingkong angrily said, "Today you are a model and tomorrow you are a college student. There is never a shortage of scandals about you in the newspapers. You are already in your thirties. Why didn't your aunt urge you to get married?"


"Hurry up, I also plan to face this matter squarely—so I need to date a few more and compare slowly." The expression on his face when he said this made Xing Kong want to hit someone.


"Don't choose Cen Yueran—" Xingkong's tone turned sour, "Yang Jintian said that her face was plastic surgery, and the child you and her will have problems."


Shen Zhiyao frowned, "Really? Yang Jintian told you all these things?"


Xingkong connected his laptop to the printer, printed out the recipe he wanted, and lowered his head, "We are good friends."


Shen Zhiyao's tone was a bit mean, "Is that so, it's good to be in your room in the middle of the night with disheveled clothes?"


Holding a few pages, Xing Kong looked up at the sneer on his lips, bit his lips and stood up, "I just need to have a clear conscience, I don't think I need to explain to you now, you continue to develop your marriage partner Well, I'm not sneering at you either - I've never limited you, and I don't now."


Shen Zhiyao watched her go downstairs, leaning against the head of the bed and clenched his fists.


Xing Kong walked up a few steps, turned back, stood at the top of the stairs and looked at him, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy something, and I may not be back until noon."


After she finished speaking, she went downstairs.


Putting the list of materials into the backpack, Xingkong rubbed his nose vigorously. Four years really left behind too many obstacles. She was so close to him, but she could clearly feel the gap between them.


Do you want to go in, how to go in...


She has a headache.


Putting on her backpack, she came out of the villa and looked at the long asphalt road. She regretted why she didn't ride a bicycle, otherwise it must be very fun to ride a bicycle on such a spacious and smooth road.


After walking down less than 500 meters, she heard the sound of an engine behind her.


The horn sounded, she turned her head, the window of the champagne-colored car rolled down, and the man with a cold profile put on his sunglasses coldly, "Get in the car."


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Along the way, the two of them did not speak.


— nothing to say.


Looking at the exquisiteness of the starry sky outside the window, the summer in Paris is so beautiful.


Shen Zhiyao drove the car into a large supermarket nearby, and Xing Kong glanced at his ankle, "You sit here and wait for me, I'll be back soon."


Shen Zhiyao has already unbuckled the seat belt and opened the door, "I also want to buy some necessities."


There weren't too many people in the supermarket, and Xingkong pushed the trolley along the way to pick and choose in the fresh food area.


She walked very slowly, and Shen Zhiyao followed behind her with his hands behind his back, watching her carefully check the date, ingredients and price.The perfect little housewife.


After a while, Xingkong bought everything, she looked at Shen Zhiyao, "What necessities do you want to buy?"


Shen Zhiyao took her into the daily necessities area.


Get women's facial cleansers, skin care products, and underwear...


Xing Kong pressed his arm with some blushing, and looked around shyly, "I'll just get it at home... What did you buy, it's completely transparent..."


Shen Zhiyao swept the things into the cart, regardless of her protest, "You will delay for a long time every time you come and go, what if something happens to me at home alone?"


Xingkong choked, watching him wandering all the way without blushing and panting, she wondered if the redness and swelling on his feet were fake?


[Catch up with a chapter, the monthly ticket will be issued tomorrow morning, Happy Singles' Day ~ at least entertain yourself ╮(╯▽╰)╭I hope that next year today will not have to spend this broken festival...】

(End of this chapter)

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