Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

Wei's father also felt this way.

I could sense it from just a few words of conversation.

That composure and confidence cannot be faked.

But he was so stubborn.

"Tch, he's just a rich kid, what's there to brag about? He didn't earn it all himself."

Wei's mother glared at her.

“He can earn 500,000 yuan for our daughter with just one move, what more do you want? You’re just prejudiced against all the boys who come into our daughter’s life.”

"..."

That's true, and Wei's father didn't deny it.

It's all because my daughter is so beautiful.

Men understand men best.

Anyone who gets too close is definitely harboring ulterior motives.

"Tell me, did that kid lie after all that explanation? I have a feeling he came from our daughter's room. I really should have gone into her room this morning to check."

Wei's mother thought about it for a moment.

"I don't think so. If he were really guilty, would he have treated you that way?"

Wei's father nodded.

There is some truth to that.

This attitude towards one's future father-in-law?

Not a hint of guilt?

It seems that he and our Weiwei really are just in a superior-subordinate relationship.

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062: Bei Weiwei: Husband, it hurts.

Two people were walking on the road.

“This is such a hassle. If you ask me, wouldn’t it be better to just confront your parents directly?” Zhen Shaoxiang said.

Bei Weiwei pouted slightly.

"If we confront each other directly, you'll definitely be in more trouble, believe it or not?"

"how?"

"My dad is definitely asking for trouble. He'll put you through all sorts of tests, reviews, and rejections. Humph."

"Then I'll punish him."

"How to punish?"

"I'm taking you away and never giving you back to him," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"oops!!"

These words once again made Bei Weiwei's heart flutter with joy.

It's sweet with a touch of excitement.

"Manager, how can you be so dirty! This is hitting my dad's sore spot!"

"well enough."

"No, you can't do this to my dad."

"hehe."

...

We arrived at a noodle shop outside the residential area.

It was already nine o'clock, and there were still many people gathered there.

"This is the place I used to eat at often when I was a child."

"That's been running for quite a long time."

"That is."

After entering.

Inside, there are long tables and benches, and it's perfectly normal for three to five people to share a table.

Bei Weiwei found an empty seat.

"Manager, please have a seat. I'll go and arrange it for you."

Zhen Shaoxiang also sat down on a long bench in front of a square table.

It was done in less than a minute.

A layer of yellow alkaline sauce was poured over the yellow alkaline surface and placed in front of him.

"It looks so dry and lifeless," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Let me stir it for you, then it will look more appetizing."

Bei Weiwei picked up her chopsticks and started tossing the baking soda around in the noodles.

aside.

I wonder how many eyes were secretly watching this striking, tall beauty.

Yet she treated this man with such tenderness.

Just how much does she like him?

With respect, and with utmost joy.

This is fucking bliss.

"All right."

Bei Weiwei moved the chopsticks to him.

After he picked up a mouthful of noodles and chewed them a few times...

"How is it? Isn't it pretty good?" Bei Weiwei asked impatiently.

This is crucial to whether Zhen Shaoxiang will continue to frequently travel to Jiangcheng!

she thought to herself.

"Mm," Zhen Shaoxiang replied.

The taste is indeed unique.

You can't really describe its features.

"It's really not bad."

Followed.

He picked up another chopstick and brought it to Bei Weiwei's mouth.

"Have a bite too."

This is the first time I've ever experienced something so sweet.

They didn't care whether she ate at home or not.

She opened her little mouth and bit the chopsticks, instantly feeling that this bowl of hot dry noodles was many times tastier than usual.

"Delicious," she exclaimed, uttering just two words.

"Ah."

Zhen Shaoxiang chuckled.

He then took a bite for himself and another for Bei Weiwei.

...

...

that's it.

One pair of chopsticks, you take a bite, I take a bite.

This not only deterred other diners from sitting at their table.

The middle-aged man at the next table couldn't take it anymore and blurted out his complaints.

"I'm telling you, there's a limit to showing off your love, how are we single people supposed to eat like this?"

"..."

"Uh... I'm sorry."

Bei Weiwei said softly.