Song Zhiyuan was amused by him and said with a smile, "Don't worry, even if they can see it, they can't touch it, let alone eat it, I'm yours."

Zhou Qichuan, "......"

There was no way, he could only rely on Song Zhiyuan, who called the dress he picked.

You will not live!

Six sets of jewelry, Song Zhiyuan swept around, picked a pair of pearl studs, and a pearl ring, which was worn on the index finger of his left hand as decoration.

Zhou Qichuan looked at it, it was very beautiful, and it matched the dress on Song Zhiyuan's body, but he always felt that something was wrong.

He went to hold Song Zhiyuan's left hand, looked at it again and again, and said, "Wife, should this ring be changed to the ring finger?"

It's okay if he doesn't mention it.

Did he mention it......

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him with a faint look, then withdrew his hand and said, "I just got a certificate with you, and I haven't gotten married yet."

[Not married yet]

In a few simple words, the meaning expressed is very real and comprehensive.

In an instant, Zhou Qichuan smiled, pulled Song Zhiyuan over, hugged the person, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and said, "Wife, when my mother accepts me, we will have a beautiful wedding, okay?"

When the time comes, he will definitely propose to Song Zhiyuan in a beautiful manner, and marry her into the house in a beautiful manner, so that everyone in the world will know that Song Zhiyuan is his only love.

Being held tightly in the arms of the man, feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat, listening to his low and obsessive voice, my heart is peaceful and steady like never before.

It's like, duckweed, which has been floating for many years, has finally landed and relied on.

Zhou Qichuan, will it be her landing and reliance in this life?

"yes, okay."

There are really not many people at tonight's celebration banquet, and all of them add up to less than twenty people, except for Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan, as well as Zhang Mu, all of them are high-level Zhuoyuan.

The celebration banquet was not anywhere else, but in the hotel's Chinese restaurant, a large box, a large round table, invited the best chefs, and tailor-made more than 20 dishes for them.

When Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan arrived, everyone else had already arrived, and everyone was sitting together, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good.

"Hey, isn't it just the boss, why are there still two places left, is there a mysterious person who appears tonight?"

Everyone chatted for a while, and someone noticed that there were two vacant positions between Zhuo Mu and Yang Mingyu, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

In fact, several people wanted to ask this question, but they couldn't help but ask.

Therefore, as soon as someone asked, everyone's eyes turned to Zhuo Mu, waiting for his answer.

After all, Zhang Mu is the person who follows Zhou Qichuan every day, and he naturally knows about Zhou Qichuan's affairs.

Zhuo Mu smiled, "The boss has one ass, of course it is impossible to sit in two positions. As for some mysterious person—"

He sold it, "Don't talk about it for the time being, wouldn't it be boring to say it."

"Honestly, isn't it the boss's girlfriend?" Yang Mingyu asked, the answer in his heart was yes, because Zhou Qichuan's recent performance has said it all, especially at this morning's reception meeting.

That level of absent-mindedness - it's not Zhou Qichuan at all.

Zhuo Mu shook his head and smiled, "No."

Yang Mingyu leaned at him, "Really, not?"

Everyone is more curious.

Zhuo Mu promised to be more sure, "It's really not."

It's clearly a wife, a wife, how can it be a girlfriend, this is too disrespectful to Song Zhiyuan, Mrs. Zhou.

Looking at Zhuo Mu's expression, everyone became more curious.

"Then you say, is it a woman or a man?" Someone asked again.

"Well—" Zhuo Mu laughed, and was about to answer, when the door of the box was suddenly opened from the outside.

Hearing the movement, everyone looked towards the door, and at a glance, they saw Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan standing outside the door with their fingers clasped.

In an instant, the originally lively box fell silent, almost silent.

Zhou Qichuan looks like the Zhou Qichuan they are familiar with, but the eyebrows and eyes are clearly different from before.

And Song Zhiyuan, who was wearing a pair of pale gold high heels and was half a head shorter than him, directly stunned everyone, even including Zhuo Mu.

Song Zhiyuan's simple white embroidered front slit cheongsam, a long black and beautiful hair shawl, fresh and elegant makeup, and generous and simple pearl jewelry are just like coming out of the painting, which is amazing.

That figure, that skin, that appearance and temperament, oh my God, everything is just right on her body, which makes people marvel, and she can't take her eyes off it at all.

「O！」 One of the executives, a woman in her forties, couldn't help but cover her mouth and scream, asking, "Boss, is this your bride?"

Zhou Qichuan took Song Zhiyuan by the hand, and the two entered the box side by side.

Glancing at the wife beside him, and then glancing at everyone's reactions, Zhou Qichuan's face bloomed with satisfaction and pleasure that he had never felt before, and he held Song Zhiyuan's hand and put it to his lips and kissed it, saying, "Yes, my wife, Song Zhiyuan."

"Oh my God, boss, when did you get married, it's so uninteresting, you don't even send a candy."

"I'll go, boss, where did you find us such a beautiful proprietress from? Such a fairy-like boss lady, it's a benefit at a glance, why didn't you introduce the boss lady to us earlier?"

"That's right, boss, if you let all of us know that there is such a fairy-like boss lady earlier, we will all be so motivated as little as we are now."

"Boss, I always thought that there were probably few women in this world who could be worthy of you, but now after seeing our boss lady, I feel that you are a little unworthy of our boss lady."

"Lao Luo, looking for death, believe it or not, the boss will send you to some deserted island to pick up bird poop now." Yang Mingyu stared at Song Zhiyuan for a long time, reacted, and joked with a smile that the previous one spoke.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, I shut up, boss, you have a lot, if you have to send me to a small island, at least arrange a female compatriot for me." The man called Lao Luo smiled and begged for mercy with both hands.

Immediately, everyone laughed out loud and scolded Lao Luo for being shameless.

Song Zhiyuan listened to everyone's jokes, and also laughed heartily, led by Zhou Qichuan, and came to the two vacated positions, before sitting down, he greeted everyone generously, half joking and half serious, "I didn't expect everyone to be so cute, I knew earlier, I don't have to be nervous for most of the day."

.......