"No, it's just a name. ”

She breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay...... I thought I had found myself a part-time job. ”

"I'm more than happy to get my license with you, but you'll have to let me go later. ”

In the dim warm light, the chiseled man nodded, "The trouble on my side is solved, and you can go." ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Shuman knows in his heart that the wealthy family is as deep as the sea, and most of his so-called nominal wives are hidden from people.

When she was still in college, she often listened to her roommates talk about Professor Quan's family background and background.

There is only one family surnamed Quan in the magic capital, and Professor Quan's younger brother Quan Zheng has led the Quan family to the top of the business world with his own strength, and there are very few people who can compete with it, so Chen Shuman calmly chose the side that is most beneficial to him.

She has always been a measured person, the two of them take what they need, he needs her poor background, and he can help her break through the embarrassment.

"The day after tomorrow, I will go back to the old house with me and get the certificate on a certain day. ”

The household registration book is required to get the certificate, and that thing is tightly grasped by Chen Dabiao.

She was silent for a moment and then said, "After I come back from the old mansion, I want to go home." ”

Quan Zheng nodded.

Women have always been troublesome, and she leaves home in a hurry most likely to go back and pack her things.

……

The next day, Chen Shuman wanted to go back to his old house with Quan Zheng.

The two went out after breakfast, and on the way to the old mansion, Quan Zheng gave an order with an expressionless face, "You are my fiancée now, you know what you should do in front of your elders." ”

"Pretending to be affectionate?" Chen Shuman asked with some uncertainty.

When Chen Shuman just scolded this man for not doing such a stupid thing, he heard him correct: "It's a show of affection, not a pretence." ”

The difficulty has increased.

She frowned slightly, "Okay." ”

Regardless of whether she can improvise and interpret the 'look of loving Quan Zheng', she will agree to it first.

"Change the title. He added.

Chen Shuman's cheeks were inexplicably hot, "What's it called?"

"What do you say?" the man straightened his suit.

"Old ......" Chen Shuman was embarrassed and her throat tightened, "Call your husband?"

Quan Zheng's movements froze, and his face did not change, "I'm not married yet, so I'm not in a hurry to call it that." ”

Chen Shu was embarrassed, her face turned red as soon as she brushed the ground, and her eyes unconsciously sent out of the window, "Then Mr. Quan, you can't call it dear or something." ”

Quan Zheng frowned, "It's rusty." ”

Chen Shuman hurriedly said: "No, I don't think it's unfamiliar at all, this title has just the right amount of ambiguity, which is just right for our 'emotional state'." ”

"If you like it, if you like. ”

Xu Yifan sat in the front seat and drove and silently glanced at the rearview mirror in the car.

He wanted to complain about the awkward conversation between this pair of straight men and straight women, but in order to squeeze the year-end bonus, he finally shut up obediently.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the old house.

Hearing that Quan Zheng was going to take the object home, the old lady beckoned the maid to make a table of delicious food early in the morning, and as soon as the two arrived at the place, the old lady immediately greeted the banquet.

Before the banquet, Quan Zheng could see Chen Shuman's nervousness at a glance, and he naturally took her hand, "The people in our family are more easy-going, and they won't embarrass you." ”

Feeling the allogeneic temperature in the palm of her hand, Chen Shuman had an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, and this sense of peace of mind made her forget about her struggle.

Before the two of them could separate their hands, the old lady saw them.

"My stupid grandson has finally opened his mind, he knows how to hold the hand of the girl, and he knows how to comfort people. ”

The old man's loving joking voice sounded behind him, and Chen Shuman's cheeks burned and he almost shook off Quan Zheng's hand.

She hurriedly turned around, and before she could say hello, she was stuck in her throat.

Standing in front of her was an old man with white temples, the years had carved marks on her face, a pair of eyes were gentle and kind, even if she was old, she could still see the stunning appearance of her youth.

And most of Chen Shuman's attention fell on the young man beside her.

Jiang Qingchuan!