The famous European-style Western restaurant in City A, adjacent to the largest garden park in City A, has an elegant atmosphere, luxurious decoration and furnishings, as well as brand-name tableware collected from all over the world, which makes countless people flock to it, because its Western food is the most delicious, its environment is the most elegant, and its price is the most fair......

In early summer, the subtropical atmosphere and cool sea breeze blow through the city, and the green spaces of the park are dotted with purple and red, and the willows and greenery of the lakeside are flying, and the shaded benches are coupled......

"Miss Chen!" a clear voice sounded.

I turned my head to look at the man in front of me, Ling Jiang's facial features, a few slightly messy strands of hair hanging down from his forehead, and his black eyes were like the deep night sky, mysterious, distant and unpredictable.

"Mr. Fu, hello!"

"You're not my subordinate, just call me Fu Zekai!" he smiled faintly, and his slender hand took the menu handed by the waiter and asked for a cup of Irish coffee. "Why didn't you ask me why I asked you out?"

"It can't be chasing me!"

"Hehe!" he smiled heartily. "I now understand why my eldest brother and sister-in-law were written like that by you?"

"How?" he said "The River is Leisurely", and I plucked out my ears, hoping to hear his evaluation.

"You've ruined both of you!Honestly, that novel is badly written!" He's direct!

Besides, he has done his best to make up the number of words, doesn't he know that when a novice suffers a serious setback, he is prone to give up on himself?

"Ahem...... I'm trying, well, trying, trying!"

The waiter brings Irish coffee, white milk bubbles in the rim, and the air is filled with a strong whiskey aroma. He took a graceful sip and slowly lowered his cup. At this moment, a strange thought and an unwarranted speculation arose in my heart--- this man should drink Irish coffee, because he was a cup of Irish coffee, and his gentle and elegant appearance concealed strong feelings like whiskey......!

"Would you like to write a story about me and my wife?" he looked at me with a deep and scrutinizing gaze, as if he was evaluating a rotten stock, wondering if it would fall all the way to the bottom after investing.

"Aren't you afraid I'll destroy you?"

"It's okay, all I need is a recorder to record the stories I tell her every day!"

That 'she' should be his wife, Jiang Nanchu, the news protagonist who once caused a sensation in City A. The thought of being able to understand the whole thing lifts every cell in my body.

"I will do my best to make you satisfied!"

He bowed slightly. "Let's start with three years ago, when I was still a police officer......"

I adjusted the recorder, opened the notebook, and just took a quick record with my hands and feet.

For a moment, I put down my pen and stared intently at every expression he had as he spoke, and he was very engaged, as if he had been in the past, the sunlight outside the window projected on his face, and his expression changed from time to time, sometimes happy, sometimes annoyed, sometimes smiling, sometimes sad, sometimes sad, sometimes tired......

When the lights came on in the park, I drank three cups of Mandheling in a row, and the Irish coffee in front of him was already cold in the cup, and the milk foamed into a thin layer of white foam.

"It's time for me to go home!" he waved to the waiter to pay.

"Are you going home to tell her a story?" I stretched out my hand to wipe my face, and at some point I burst into tears, and when I saw him nod, I said with a low self-esteem, "This story is very ...... I don't know if I can write it well, but I think I can write one percent of your feelings, and it's a very touching story!"

"It's okay! I said I just needed a recorder!" he got up and said goodbye to me. "Contact me if you need to know!

Looking at his Fu Suo's desolate back, I impulsively shouted: "Fu Zekai!"

He turned around and politely asked, "What's the matter?"

"She'll be fine!"

He still smiled faintly and said, "I know!"

I know!, he affirmed!

Back at the snail house, I opened the window and sat at the desk, my hands pressed on the keyboard of the notebook, I didn't type out a word for a long time, there were thousands of lights in City A, perhaps, under one of the dim lights, a man was telling a story to his beloved woman!

So, this story starts with their marriage......

Ten fingers danced quickly on the keyboard, and the first row of words appeared on the computer......

The priest in a white robe stood on the altar of the temple and kindly questioned the couple in English.

"Mr. Fu Zekai, are you willing to marry Miss Jiang Nanchu as your wife? take care of her...... Love and respect each other, never leave each other, and be together forever?"

The man in the black wedding dress groaned for a long time, and only when his fingers wearing white gauze gloves trembled slightly in his palm did he raise his head, and his clear voice replied, "I do!"

The little hand slackened slightly, and he heard her exhale, and then he heard the priest's words, and his wife's vows: "I do!"

Wife!

Yes, in the absence of clarity, he has an extra wife, a delicate and beautiful wife, a wife he doesn't know at all!

Fu Zekai, who had just obtained a master's degree certificate from the Criminal Police Academy, was assigned to the Serious Crime Brigade of City A, and after working for half a year, that is, a month before the wedding, the executive director of Jiang's enterprise approached him......

"Hello! I'm Jiang Nan Chuqiao!" The person who came was wearing gold-rimmed thin-framed glasses, handsome and elegant, and the handmade suit with exquisite sewing was full of luxury.

Jiang Nanchuqiao?Fu Zekai was stunned.

If it is the "online game upstart" Jiang Nan Chuqiao, if it is Jiang Nan Chuqiao of the Jiang family's enterprise, if you have trouble to find the police, you can send a lawyer, why do you need to run in person?

His gaze was calm and his head was professionally bowed. "What's the matter?"

"Need to delay you a little so that you can take a step to speak?" Jiang Nan Chu Qiao smiled patternedly, and asked politely.

Although Fu Zekai was impatient, he still led him into the meeting room and closed the door. "Mr. Jiang, how can I help you?" he sat down in a black leather chair, and the policeman blurted out the same opening remarks.

"In order not to waste your time, I won't beat around the bush!" Jiang Nanchuqiao rested his elbows on the armrest of the seat, clasped his hands in front of him, and said in an astonishing manner. "My only sister Jiang Nanchu is of marriageable age, and you are the object I chose!"

It was tantamount to the explosion of a □□, Fu Zekai felt that a cloud-like cloud was rising above his head, slowly diffuse, and he was like falling into a cloud...... He was so shocked that he bet he wasn't so shocked when he was five years old when he was tricked into throwing it on the street by his ruthless mother!

After a long time, he reacted, his eyes lit slightly, and he said unceremoniously: "Mr. Jiang, do you take pleasure in teasing us people in the market when you have nothing to do?"

Jiang Nanchuqiao was not angry at his sarcasm, but smiled elegantly, took out a yellowed letterhead paper from his briefcase without hurry, put it on the table, and leaned over to push it in front of Fu Zekai. "I wonder if Officer Fu remembers this?"

Fu Zekai was stunned. "So it's you?"

"That's right, Officer Fu, although this paper document has no legal binding effect, I still hope that you can keep your promise!" Jiang Nanchuqiao got up, his eyes flashed behind the lenses, and he took out a business card and put it on the paper. "I still have an important meeting, you can give me an answer after you think about it!"

The shadows of the trees on the pink and white walls were mottled, the shadows were dark and swaying and jumping, and a beam of golden sunlight shone directly on the yellowed paper, and the vigorous and free pen words jumped on the paper......

To those who are sponsoring my university scholarship:

This letter is forwarded by the school, I don't know if it can be transferred to you, if you see this letter, please accept my sincere thanks!

You have a one-time subsidy for my tuition for four years, give me great help, I am grateful, in order to express your gratitude, please leave your contact information, please give me a chance to repay after completing your studies, any of your requirements, I will fulfill!

Fu Zekai of the Criminal Police Academy

I will fulfill any of your requests! Fu Zekai repeatedly recited this sentence silently--- his promise was really boasting about Haikou at the beginning.

However, Jiang's business is very wealthy, and as the saying goes, "the emperor's daughter is not worried about getting married!", they are also worried that their daughter has no one to do, and they need to use a promise to trap people, unless it is ...... Fu Zekai secretly speculated that the daughter of the Jiang family must be ugly or have a chronic illness......

However, his guess was wrong, and on the afternoon of the third day after Jiang Nanchuqiao's visit to the police station, he called again.

"Officer Fu, although my request is difficult for the strong, for the sake of fairness, please meet with my sister!"

On the afternoon of the weekend, he saw Jiang Nanchu for the first time, although he was not like a fairy, but he was also fresh and lovely......

The café built in the rocks of the mountains, the light rain is falling outside the window, there are many small mountain islands scattered in the Bitan in the lake area, the sky is misty green mountains, the oblique wind and drizzle blow the lake surface slightly folded, Jiang Nanchu wore a white pullover sweater, like water hair draped to the delicate shoulders,

Sitting quietly in the green mountains and green lakes, like the elves after the new rain in the empty mountains......

Fu Zekai was puzzled, how could such a girl with a good family background and a fresh and refined family need to use promises to trap people? Who married her didn't pick up a big bargain?

In this way, there is only one possibility, the wealthy courtyard is deep, and he seems to smell the smell of conspiracy......

However, how could their conspiracy be related to him, a little policeman?

Is he overthinking......

"Miss Jiang, hello!" Fu Zekai greeted coldly.

Jiang Nanchu smiled kindly at him. "Hello! Fu ...... Officer!" Her voice was so soft and thin, and her delicate face was slightly red.

This kind of charm of "I see pity" did not make Fu Zekai feel pity, and he twisted his eyebrows. "Thank you to the Jiang family for funding me at the beginning, but I have never heard of or seen such a 'way of repaying'!"

He mercilessly rebuked the Jiang family for their excessive demands, and emphasized the word "repayment".

Jiang Nanchu's face turned pale, Xu didn't expect him to speak so unemotionally, her eyelashes were half-drooped, and her inky eyes were covered with a layer of light mist. "Actually, you can refuse!"

It's better not to, after saying that, she added in her heart.

"Heh!" Fu Zekai laughed sarcastically. "Refusal?" it is written in black and white, you are my benefactor, and I can't be grateful for the picture ?......"

"Then don't refuse. Jiang Nanchu's eyelashes brushed up, and a soft voice interrupted his prickly words.

Fu Zekai was stunned...... Her mind is really simple...... I'm afraid she still doesn't know how much this incident has affected him!

However, her simplicity is not unreasonable, either refuse or accept! If she refuses, he will pay them back the tuition, although they have only worked for half a year, and they can afford to go bankrupt, but this is not a matter of money at all, and the last thing their family lacks is money......

He hasn't really integrated into this society, he wants to get married and marry for some reason, and he doesn't know anything about the girl in front of him, will he be happy?

Happiness? The corners of his mouth pulled up a mocking smile, when did he ever be happy, and how could he ever hope that happiness would come?

He is a child abandoned by God, how can he talk about happiness......

Let's end it, he's alone, I don't believe how bad it will be in the future!

"Then get married!"

After the final negotiation, the Jiang family's request was that they must live in the Jiang house after marriage. And Fu Zekai's request is that the marriage must not be announced in the news media, it must not affect his normal work, and the Jiang family must not interfere in their married life.

After reaching an agreement, Fu Zekai took his fiancée, no, it should be said that Jiang Nanchu went to New York with his fiancé to visit his parents and held a wedding in New York!

......

The wedding was still in progress, Fu Zekai put away his reverie to deal with the cumbersome etiquette, made vows, exchanged rings, kissed the bride, and after no one stood up to object, they returned to China!

The Jiang family's private territory is located near the A City Golf Course, with a European classical garden-style building, high domes, classical columns, and gorgeous relief carvings on the exterior wall......

Fu Zekai regretted it...... In such a human immortal garden, he seemed to be in a dream, but he was always awake, waking up to know that all this belonged to his wife......

So, on the wedding night, he smoked on the terrace alone and waited until his wife was asleep before climbing into bed...... The next day, before he woke up, he had picked up a Lexus from Jiang's garage and drove to work, because there were no buses in this luxury area.

The line between poverty and wealth seems to have been narrowed overnight......

Jiang Nanchu opened his eyes as soon as Fu Zekai left the door, looking blankly at the closed door like water, the wind lifted the white curtain, and the lawn and green lake in the distance loomed......

It's as if their marriage made her... At first glance, it is sad and worried......

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