Chapter 169: Marriage Proposal
At the end of the meal, everyone was full of praise for Tong Jia's craftsmanship. Tong Jia is also very happy, although she has never cooked seafood before, but she still has a little talent for cooking. Originally, Jian Yuze was still suspicious of her, but this time she could be regarded as raising her eyebrows.
Just when Tong Jia was looking at Jian Yuze with a smug face, Tong Tong on the side suddenly opened his mouth to them.
"Mom, didn't Dad say that my uncle and aunt were coming to our house for dinner today, why haven't I seen them come over?"
Tong Tong asked with big eyes and an innocent look at them.
Tong Jia hurriedly withdrew the look she had just looked, looked at Tong Tong with a smile on her face and said, "When they arrive, Uncle Han will be your uncle in the future, and Dr. An will be your aunt." ”
Tong Jia didn't forget to glance at the two of them as she spoke, An Ning was a little embarrassed by what her aunt said, and lowered her head with a red face.
Tong Tong continued to ask with some puzzlement: "Really? ”
At this time, Han Ming on the side looked at Tong Tong and opened his mouth.
"Does Tong Tong like Uncle Han?"
"Of course I like it!"
Tong Tong showed a bright smile towards Han Ming.
Han Ming continued: "From now on, I won't just be your Uncle Han, you have to call me uncle!" ”
Tong Tong didn't understand what Han Ming's words meant, in her heart, Uncle Han and Uncle were the difference of one word, but she pretended to understand and nodded at Han Ming.
"Then should I call Doctor Ann Aunt Ann too?"
Tong Tong continued to look at Han Ming and asked.
Before Han Ming could speak, An Ning said to Tong Tong embarrassedly: "No, Tong Tong still calls me Doctor An." ”
Han Ming looked at An Ning with a smile on the side, but did not speak.
At this time, Jian Yuze, who had not spoken much, suddenly opened his mouth.
"An Ning, why don't you go back to the hospital to work, being a family doctor is really a bit condescending for you."
Tong Jia also hurriedly agreed with his words.
"Yes, I think you should go back to the hospital."
An Ning didn't give a positive reply, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'll think about it." ”
Han Ming knew An Ning too well, and he also knew why she gave up her job in the hospital in the first place to become a family doctor.
He quietly grabbed An Ning's hand tightly under the dining table, and gave her a firm look, and An Ning relaxed a lot.
Soon this pleasant dinner was over, and the time was not early, Han Ming, An Ning and Jian Yuze went back to their homes when they arrived.
An Ning didn't say much along the way, and Han Ming knew that she was still hesitating about the suggestion that Jian Yuze and Tong Jia had just made to her. Han Ming didn't say anything, but he always held An Ning's hand tightly and gave her the most powerful support.
When I finally got home, An Ning seemed to be much more relaxed than just now.
Han Ming finally asked the question in his heart.
"Do you want to go back to the hospital to work?"
Han Ming looked at An Ning cautiously and asked.
Faced with Han Ming's question, An Ning was also very calm and told him what he really thought in his heart.
"You know, what I'm thinking about now is not whether I want to or not, it's whether I can or not."
Listening to An Ning's words, Han Ming was very distressed, although he also knew what An Ning thought in his heart, but he had always wanted to be the one by her side, instead of watching her struggle alone in misery.
"I've said it a long time ago, your business is my business, I don't want you to always be alone, I want to share it with you."
Han Ming looked at An Ning with a serious face and said.
An Ning lowered her head a little evasively.
Seeing this, Han Ming gently lifted An Ning's chin, then looked at her seriously and said, "An Ning, let's get married, okay?" ”
An Ning was taken aback by Han Ming's words, and then became at a loss.
"What did you say?"
"I said I wanted you to marry me, would you like to?"
Han Ming continued to look at An Ning with a serious expression and said.
An Ning didn't answer his question, but asked a little evasively: "You...... Why did you suddenly have such an idea? ”
Han Ming still looked at An Ning persistently and asked, "Will you marry me?" ”
An Ning bowed her head a little at a loss.
"But...... I ......"
Han Ming gently lifted her head again.
"Not so much, but, no matter what you are, no matter what your family is like, I just want to marry you, I want you to be my wife, promise me, okay?"
Han Ming looked at An Ning with a pleading expression and asked.
An Ning was finally moved by Han Ming like this, and nodded lightly at him.
"Hmm!"
Seeing that An Ning finally agreed to himself, Han Ming was relieved and directly took An Ning into his arms.
"In the future, we will work together and everything will be fine."
"Okay, let's work together."
The tranquility leaning on Han Ming's arms has a kind of stability that has never been felt before......
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Yin Zimo and Cheng Anan in Nancheng have always gotten along relatively steadily, and Yin Zimo has also changed from trying to accept Cheng Anan at the beginning to now not being able to do without her at all.
Although the two are in the same company, the colleagues in the company do not know about the two of them. During the day, they are normal colleagues, and Yin Zimo has always been businesslike, and has never taken any special care of Cheng Anan.
The company recently signed a relatively large project, everyone is busy for this new project, Cheng Anan also came to the company early in the morning, since confirming the relationship with Yin Zimo, she is more diligent than before.
She was in a hurry in the morning, and she didn't bother to eat breakfast, so as soon as she arrived at the company, she made herself a cup of coffee. But I don't know why, her favorite coffee on weekdays feels a little hard to swallow and even a little disgusting today.
Just as Cheng Anan was a little depressed to speak, her colleague Xiao Zhang came to her side.
"An An, hurry up and go to the conference room, Mr. Yin said that he wants to hold a seminar on this new project."
"Okay, I'll go over here."
Cheng Anan didn't think much about it, put down the coffee in his hand, took his computer and went directly to the conference room.
When Cheng Anan came to the conference room, Yin Zimo was already there, and when he passed by, the two of them glanced at each other very tacitly, and there was no superfluous intersection.
It didn't take long for the meeting to start, and Yin Zimo, as the leader, took the lead in expressing his thoughts on the project, and the people below were listening carefully.
At this time, Cheng Anan felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, and his face became worse and worse.
Yin Zimo, who was speaking, seemed to notice that something was not quite right with Cheng An'an, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at her.
At this moment, Cheng An'an was hit by another wave of nausea, she couldn't bear it, she covered her mouth and hurriedly left the conference room.
Everyone couldn't help but look at her one after another, all of them looked at each other, but Yin Zimo in the middle was anxious.
"What do you say Cheng An'an is going on, I just saw that something was wrong with her, was there something uncomfortable?"
"I think it's a bit like when I was pregnant with my son......"
"You mean she's pregnant?"
"Shhh, I'm guessing too, don't talk nonsense."
The following are all kinds of speculations about Cheng Anan.
After a while, Cheng An'an, who had eased up, finally returned to the conference room, and everyone stopped speculating about her, but Yin Zimo on the side couldn't help but keep looking at her.
The next meeting went smoothly, although Cheng Anan was still a little uncomfortable, but it was not like just now.
Finally, the meeting was over, and Yin Zimo couldn't care about the eyes of others, so he came to Cheng Anan's side in a panic.
"What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Zimo asked nervously, and the colleagues on the side couldn't help but look sideways at the two of them.
Cheng Anan replied with some embarrassment: "I'm fine, maybe I had a bad stomach yesterday, thank you Mr. Yin for your concern." ”
After speaking, Cheng Anan hurriedly ran out of the conference room.
Yin Zimo still looked worried, but he didn't say anything more, and went back to his office directly.
However, at this time, the ambiguous scene between the two just now went viral in the company.
"What is the relationship between Mr. Yin and Cheng An'an, why does he care so much about her?"
"Then who knows, didn't Cheng Anan have a good relationship with Tong Jia before, and Mr. Yin is the godfather of Tong Jia's child, and the relationship between the three of them seems a bit complicated......"
"Don't talk nonsense, I heard that Tong Jia has married Mr. Jian of the Jane Group, and her child is Mr. Jian's, even if there is a relationship now, these two people have a relationship, and Tong Jia has nothing to do with it."
"Really? Then according to what you say, Cheng An'an ...... with our President Yin"
"I'm guessing too, don't talk nonsense."
"Alright, alright, I got it."
The company is full of gossip about Cheng Anan and Yin Zimo, of course Cheng Anan has heard some rumors, but he still shows that he has nothing to do with Yin Zimo, and works hard to prove his innocence.
finally stayed up until noon, and everyone's enthusiasm for her gossip had greatly diminished, just when Cheng Anan seemed to be lying on the table to take a good rest, Yin Zimo suddenly came to her side in front of everyone.
"Are you feeling better, I ordered a meal at noon, you can come to my office and eat with me."
Seeing that the gossip eyes were cast at him, Cheng Anan hurriedly refused: "No need, Mr. Yin, I also ordered a meal, so I won't eat with you." ”
After listening to Cheng An'an's words, Yin Zimo's face sank for a moment, and then he said directly: "I'll wait for you in the office, you can come over with the meal you ordered in a while." ”
After speaking, Yin Zimo turned around and went back to his office directly, but Cheng Anan didn't know what to do when everyone gossiped, so he could only continue to bury his face on the table and not look at anyone.