Meng A, he is pretending to be good and deceiving President Shu again

Chapter 91 The Finale

Shu Xing felt that the current posture was inappropriate, so he asked Zheng Huailu to wait for a while, wash up first, then get dressed, and waited for Zheng Huailu to sit neatly in front of him before taking out the ring.

"Huai Lu." Shu Xing's voice was rarely tight: "Let's get the certificate some time."

After receiving the certificate, they are the ones who are justified and inseparable from each other.

"Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu's eyes were bright, joy flashed clearly, and he said, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Shu Xing solemnly put the ring on Zheng Huailu, rubbing his thumb lightly on the fine patterns, never would he have thought that he would meet such a person, with only himself in his eyes and heart, that was enough.

Shu Xing agreed to get the certificate, Zheng Huailu was as excited as something, and of course he also had selfish intentions. He misunderstood Brother Shu this time, and made him like this last night. Anyway, he pretended to be stupid, and Shu Xing didn't get angry.

"Brother Shu, I'll take you to dinner tonight." They had a hotel meal at noon. When Zheng Huailu said this, there was still food in the bowl. The small diamonds lightly shine.

"You bought this ring, why is it so rare? It won't be too late when I make another one for you." Shu Xing put a piece of braised pork in Zheng Huailu's bowl, signaling him to eat it quickly.

Zheng Huailu smiled and said, "But Brother Shu put it on for me personally."

It is an acknowledgment and a will.

Xiao Ning lives in the opposite door of Shuxing, Zheng Huailu came to find him, Gao Boming was naturally not bad, after dinner Shuxing sent Xiao Ning a message, but nothing came of it.

"Ancestor, I misunderstood, can we get dressed first?" At this moment, Gao Boming stood at the end of the bed holding a piece of clothing, confronting Xiao Ning who was sitting on the head of the bed, his face livid with anger.

Xiao Ning was hugged in front of his chest with a little quilt wrapped around his neck, his exposed neck was horribly bruised, his expression was extremely ugly, the end of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red, obviously he was about to cry from anger.

"When did you come?" Xiao Ning's voice was hoarse, very angry, and looked pitiful.

Gao Boming scratched his head, not ashamed to say.

Xiao Ning thought she was dreaming last night...

At six o'clock, Shu Xing and Zheng Huailu came out of the room. Just as the door was closed and the opposite door opened, Gao Boming showed his head, smiled and said to Zheng Huailu, "Brother, bring me a copy."

Zheng Huailu nodded: "Yes."

Nine times out of ten Xiao Ning won't get up.

"Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu hugged Shu Xing's waist, and said in a flattering tone, "Aren't you angry?"

Shu Xing smiled lightly: "It's true that you're happy, and it's true that you're pretending to be crazy. I'm not Xiao Ning. You're doing a good job. I'm not angry."

Zheng Huailu: "..."

"Hahaha..." Shu Xing patted his head, and the two got in the car and left.

Shu Xing went on a business trip for three days and left an indelible impression on Xiao Zheng. The two returned to Qucheng to reassure Zheng Huailu, and Shu Xing took him to get the certificate.

I thought that for people with identities like Shu Xing and Zheng Huailu, the major events in their lives would be known to everyone with drums and gongs, but unexpectedly, the autumn wind was warm this day, and it was very comfortable to blow on their faces. Greeting, and then holding hands with Zheng Huailu, stepping on a street paved with golden sycamore leaves, and receiving the certificate so lightly, only they know the feeling.

"Brother Shu, I'll keep this thing."

The red book, Shu Xing, was confiscated by Zheng Huailu within 2 minutes after he got it.

"Okay, I'll save it for you." Shu Xing smiled slightly. He was young and took care of things, and he hardly spent much time in the world. Later, he felt out of breath, and he didn't ask for a good family. A shelter from the wind, now finally got his wish.

"Brother Shu, about the child..."

"Stop." Shu Xing pressed Zheng Huailu's head to his side, and then lightly touched him, "Newlyweds, don't think about that."

Zheng Huailu thought it made sense, so he didn't mention it.

Shu Xing accidentally saw relevant information in the drawer of Zheng Huailu's bedside table, all of which were information about children from the Shu family. There are not a few people with ulterior motives inside. Instead of such a huge property falling into the hands of someone with good intentions, it is better to find a suitable successor. Bloodline is not important. Shu Xing also has to plan for the future life of himself and Zheng Huailu. Don't work hard. After ten years, I will finally make wedding dresses for others. Let the heir's affairs go with the flow. In the next few decades, I don't believe that Shu Xing will not meet him. As for the grandfather, he will bear it.

Both of them don't want to have a wedding, so it's good for now. In winter, Shu Xing and Zheng Huailu went back to country A, met with Zheng Huailu's parents, and then went to Ni Rui. Bai Jun prepared a wedding for them. The gift, a modified jeep, Bai Jun is not well-known in China, but in country A, his modification skills are treasures that the rich and famous are vying for in line.

"As soon as your Uncle Bai heard that you were getting the certificate, he started to do it. It was the first time I saw him so caring in two months." Ni Rui said from the side.

Shu Xing was naturally grateful: "Thank you Uncle Bai."

"Small problem." Bai Jun waved his hand, and when he turned his head, he met Zheng Huailu's gaze. The two of them didn't know what they thought, and they both pursed their lips and smiled.

These two people used to be surrounded by blood and rain, and made a group of people in country A terrified. They were in the dark, and the higher they were, the less they could find the exit of life. A wise man can't escape the word "mortal world". Now that the years are so peaceful, he didn't even dare to think about being killed when he was young.

This car was brought back by Zheng Huailu, and Shi Yunshu and Gao Boming were so envious.

Gradually, the news of Mr. Shu and Zheng Huailu's marriage spread. The two of them are so silent, don't be reluctant... The rumors have been going on for a long time, and some people really believe them. Few, but not necessarily who really floated among them.

Zheng Huailu is dexterous and has excellent performance. Two years later, he was promoted to vice president. The board of directors knew that he had been injecting capital and wished that he would stay in Shu's forever.

In the evening, Zheng Huailu and Shu Xing went out to socialize separately. At the end of the year, their interpersonal relationship had to be reorganized. The two of them could hide as often as they could, but now they couldn't.

Zheng Huailu was leaning against the wine table bored, holding a glass of champagne with a gentle smile, looking very talkative, but his eyes were empty, and his thoughts had gone to nowhere.

"Vice President Zheng." A middle-aged man stepped forward, followed by a young man in his early twenties. The two had similar eyebrows, and they were obviously father and son. Zheng Huailu searched in his mind, and soon remembered who this person was A major shareholder of a cooperative company with strong assets.

Mr. Zheng was very respectful and polite when he saw people ordering food: "Old Zou."

"En." Elder Zou nodded, and then led the young man beside him forward: "This is my youngest son, Zou Le."

"Hello." Zheng Huailu nodded.

"You, hello..." Zou Le looked at Zheng Huailu as if his eyeballs had been scalded, with shyness written all over his face.

Here Mr. Zou has already started bragging, "Mr. Zheng has become the vice president of the Shu Corporation at a young age. It can be said that the future is boundless. It is rare to see a young man with talent like you."

"Where, my family's Shuxing is just showing love." Zheng Huailu was unmoved.

As soon as this remark came out, Mr. Zou and Zou Le were all taken aback. Seeing Zheng Huailu's happy and proud face, it was very different from the rumors outside...

It doesn't matter if it's different, if you know that someone is married and still go up, there is 100% a problem.

"Huai Lu?" With a warm voice, everyone followed the sound, and it was Shu Xing who came in.

"Brother Shu?" Zheng Huailu didn't expect him to be so fast.

Shu Xing walked to a stool and was too lazy to move. He sat down and bowed slightly, signaling Zheng Huailu to come over with his eyes.

Zheng Huailu sensed something was wrong, stepped forward quickly, looked at Shu Xing's face carefully, and suddenly got angry: "Have you been drinking?"

"It's unavoidable. I'm the only one who doesn't drink with a table of people. It's outrageous." After Shu Xing finished speaking, he lowered his voice, with a bit of joking: "Are you recruiting peach blossoms again?"

"I'm recruiting a fucking peach blossom." Zheng Huailu stopped pretending, helped Shu Xing up, didn't say hello to anyone, and went directly to the underground garage. Now that the Shu family in Qucheng is the only one, it really doesn't give him any face. Also do not give.

Shu Xing had a severe stomachache when he got out of the elevator, cold sweat filled his palm holding Zheng Huailu, he shook his head, "Drive the car, I'll wait here." He's used to it all these years, At first glance, it hurts more or less unbearable.

"This is the air outlet." Zheng Huailu gritted his teeth and hugged Shu Xing.

Shu Xing was startled: "Don't, there is surveillance here, I want face."

"It hurts like this, stop tossing!" Zheng Huailu's tone sank, there was no room for Shu Xing to refuse.

Shu Xing looked at his stern jaw, ouch, I'm really angry.

"I've explained everything to you. There's nothing I can do. Don't you allow me to do nothing?" Shu Xing sat in the passenger seat, taking advantage of Zheng Huailu's retreat, and kissed Zheng Huailu on the face.

The corners of Zheng Huailu's eyes twitched, he pointed at Shu Xing lightly, and immediately went around to drive.

When he got home, he took off all the decent disguises, lay on the bed and let Zheng Huailu toss about, and his face recovered slightly after taking the painkillers. He looked at the person sitting by the bed with a tense face, and patted the side of his side: "Come up."

Zheng Huailu hugged Shu Xing tightly after going to bed, feeling pain all over her body, especially her heart.

"Life is like this, how can it be smooth sailing?" Shu Xing whispered, not daring to touch the tiger's buttocks, he could only smooth his hair, "It's not that you don't know, I never drink if I can refuse."

Zheng Huailu said after a while, "I will go to such occasions from now on."

"Go, go, isn't it to save time today?"

"Who poured it?" Zheng Huailu asked: "Tell me a name, next time you see me let him go out sideways."

Shu Xing really reported the names of the two people, there was no wrongdoing, the other party really bullied him, and at this time, it is natural to die as a fellow Taoist rather than a poor Taoist.

Shu Xing finally regained his strength, the phone vibrated, Zheng Huailu helped him pick it up and looked, "Huh?" Then he handed the screen to Shu Xing, it was sent by Lin Chang, a photo, Wang Ran smiled brightly , Standing with a group of students does not look old at all, but is the most eye-catching one. Among the students, there is an old professor. The wrinkles in his brows and eyes seem to be full of knowledge. He patted Wang Ran on the shoulder very seriously. The background is The most famous architecture department in country A.

Shu Xing was full of emotions for a moment: "Wang Ran is amazing."

"Lin Chang is also amazing." Zheng Huailu chuckled, he really snatched Wang Ran from the God of Death.

"Huai Lu, I want to drink some chicken soup tonight."

"I'll be cooking in a while."

Shu Xing looked up at him, "Will you treat me like this forever?"

"lifetime."

"What if I become a little old man?"

Zheng Huailu leaned over and kissed his eyebrows, her tone was affectionate and loyal: "It's still the same."

Every year, every year, it has always been like this.

(End of the article)