Pampering Husband And Sweet Wife
Chapter 195 I don't allow you to love him

Two people, one fearing the sudden loss of the other, one fearing a sudden change of heart, even if they are in love, one fears a sudden change of heart, but there is a layer of unbreakable secrets in the middle. In the end, the hearts of the two people were not as close as before, and they were unaware of the heavy hearts. The other party quietly changed.

The next day, Ai Changhuan went to look for Fenghe as promised, but he looked very busy. He didn't have time to meet her at all. The originally agreed thirty-minute meeting time was reduced to three minutes, and these three Minutes were squeezed out while he was on break at the meeting.

Ai Changhuan looked at Feng Jinghe slightly speechlessly.

Feng Jinghe gave him the contract and let him finish reading it quickly. If there is a comment, make it early and discuss it.

Ai Changhuan gave a rough glance, then signed her name on the last page without hesitation. He was a law student, knew what important points to look at, and Feng Jinghe was also an efficient person. Therefore, he did not write much, then quietly poke some institutions that set the hole, the rights and obligations of others, his own rights and obligations, and other categories, one by one, he said, to clear.

Seeing Ai Changhuan sign off without hesitation, Feng Jinghe raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I think you will bid again."

Ai Changhuan studied the way she raised her eyebrows and said, “I believe in you and I also believe in my vision. Besides, I have nothing, and I think you will not design any traps to hurt me.”

“Oke, spirit!” Feng Jinghe glanced at Ai Changhuan with a hint of appreciation. “The contract was made in two copies, and we each got one. Execution time starts tomorrow. ”

"tomorrow?"

"Yes, I have arranged everything for the company today, and I will return to China with you tomorrow." Feng Jinghe smiled meaningfully. "The game is about to start, are you ready?"

Ai Changhuan said with a stern face: "Ready."

There was no word of retreat, so I could only go forward.

“Then, I will leave you some preparations for the rest of the time, and let me see how you will become a wicked woman.”

At the end of the conversation, Feng Jinghe returned to the meeting again. He had to arrange everything in these two days before he had time to conduct an experiment that he did not know if it meant anything.

Ai Changhuan was sitting in the office, thinking about what Feng Jinghe had just said, and the transaction was about to begin. He should also enter that role as soon as possible. How could she be a bad woman?

The next night, Ai Changhuan and Feng Jinghe boarded a plane back to China. Feng Jinghe seemed to have finished his work. The whole person looked very relaxed, unlike everyone else. Talking on the phone.

However, Ai Changhuan bought a lot of items, saying it was a gift for relatives and friends, dozens of packages, large and small, and two boxes inside the suitcase.

Ai Changhuan asked Feng Jinghe: "Are you not buying something for your relatives and friends?"

It seems not good to come back empty handed.

Feng Jinghe frowned, and said, "My friends are elites like me, and they shouldn't lack such things."

“...” Ai Changhuan's mouth can't help but pump. “How about relatives? For example, uncle and aunt.”

“I've given them enough money. They want to buy what they want, and I don't know what they're missing. That may not be appropriate.”

Ai Changhuan's forehead surged. The man really does not understand the human world, so the so-called friend in his mouth should refer to a business partner or the like, right?

“Of course, what you buy is different from what your parents bought. I think as long as you buy it, whatever it is, they will love it a lot.”

“What's different?” Feng Jinghe asked.

"… It's okay." Ai Changhuan did not bother talking to him anymore, this man was the head of the elm tree, and he would not know how to say anything.

Feng Jinghe felt that he was insulted, and wanted to ask, but was unable to withdraw, so he looked at the newspaper flatly.

Ai Changhuan had already notified Lu Zheke before the time of the plane's arrival. Lu Zheke said that he would come to pick her up. In more than ten hours, the two will meet.

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Seeing that Lu Zhanke was about to be seen, Ai Changhuan could not help but get excited. Originally, he and Lu Zhanke had been true husbands and wives, and their relationship was when they were in honey. I have to leave, and I have been at odds with Feng Jinghe, and I have no time to think about anything else. Now I will look at Lu Zhanke, and that sweet feeling comes to my heart again, and the corner of my mouth cannot help but connect. His face was filled with unrestrained excitement.

But Feng Jinghe said coldly, "Don't forget the agreement between us, let me see the strength of your appearance later."

Ai Changhuan's shock suddenly turned into an unbearable fury. He bit his lower lip hard and said helplessly and sadly, "Well, I know."

After getting off the plane and picking up her luggage, Ai Changhuan looked at the exit of Marine Ke, who was waiting there. She was in a heavy mood, but still pretended to be cheerful and ran towards Marine Ke: “Luo Ke, have you waited for a long time? “

Lu Zhanke reached out and touched his head, smiling: "No, but why are you still wearing sunglasses at night?"

Lu Zhanke smiled: "So."

Actually, she wanted to say that you just saw an unkempt and shameless appearance when I just woke up. What slightly dark eyes, but seeing Ai Changhuan so caring about her image in front of herself, she was still very happy. The anxiety from day to day subsided a little.

"Ah." Feng Jinghe, who was standing at the side, suddenly cleared his throat. Even though she had no experience of love, she also had to understand that the two people were getting tired of seeing this scene. Ai Changhuan did not become one as agreed. 'Women are not good.

Ai Changhuan's face froze. Then he put his hands on his head in a stiff position and waved. She said coldly, "Don't pat my head, it'll mess up my hairstyle."

Compared to the previous laugh, his tone was completely indifferent and terrifying at the moment, and the change was too sudden.

Seeing his hand waving, Lu Zhanke did not quite understand, and the whole person held back.

Ai Changhuan had distracted her and looked at Feng Jinghe, saying, “I almost forgot, this is the friend I know in the United States, Feng Jinghe. He happened to be a rehab expert, so I just asked him to come back with me and see if it helped your arm. “

Lu Zhanke retracted his shocked expression, and turned to look at Feng Jinghe, then extended his left hand: "Hello Master Feng, I am Lu Zhanke."

Feng Jinghe looked at his hand and smiled without saying anything.

Ai Changhuan's agitated heart couldn't do anything about it, but she was very worried about Luke Ke, so she picked up a suitcase and walked between Luke Ke and Feng Jinghe, and said, "Okay. This is not a place to talk. Let's get in the car first. “

Lu Zhanke withdrew his hand very naturally, and said, "I don't know where Master Feng lives, do we need to send you a ride?"

Feng Jinghe pointed at Ai Changhuan, who was walking in front, and said, "Miss Ai has already fixed it for me."

Ai Changhuan had weak legs and almost fell to the ground. This guy, when did he say that he was going to help her prepare a place to stay, wasn't because he said he was just ready to open a branch in China, he said, so he's gonna find a place to do some market research?

Miss Ai? Lu Zhanke was more sensitive to this title. Didn't Ai Changhuan tell her that she was married?

Feng Jinghe had already stepped up, and asked Ai Changhuan with a smile: "Isn't that Miss Ai?"

Ai Changhuan turned to face Feng Jinghe with an awkward look: "Relieve me, I and I will definitely help you find the best hotel, and of course we will pay for everything."

Although it was more convenient to let him stay at home, after Shen Qingyan's incident, he did not dare to lead the people in the house casually.

“Today is very late, and I don't want to throw it away again. I think I should go to your house for one night first. Should there be extra rooms in your house?” Feng Jinghe directly proposed to go to Ai Changhuan's house. Claiming.

"Aah?" Ai Changhuan looked at Feng Jinghe and then Lu Zhanke.

Lu Zhanke unknowingly refused: “I can contact you to make a reservation if you are at the hotel, and you can directly check-in when you arrive at the hotel. If you live in a home, you should clean the room separately. I'm afraid it'll take a lot of time. ”

Ai Changhuan replied quickly: “Ya, we are also afraid of inadequate hospitality, so ... heh ..”

It's a little embarrassing to be so eager to refuse.

"All right." Feng Jinghe shrugged, but did not care much.

Ai Changhuan heaved a sigh of relief, and the three finally got into the car. It should have been Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke sitting in the back, and Feng Jinghe sitting in the front passenger seat, but Feng Jinghe stepped into the car first. In the back seat, to allow Ai Changhuan to rest in the back, he himself sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Ai Changhuan sat behind him.

The awkwardness in Ai Changhuan's heart, why this scene was so familiar, but the one who did it last time was Shen Qingyan, who was helpless was Lu Zhanke, whose anger was himself, who was angry, and now he's completely changed his role, but he can't do it. Lu Zhanke's heart was like water.

Although Lu Zhanke did not like Feng Jinghe too much, but because of Ai Changhuan, he was unwilling to give him face, so he asked what kind of hotel Feng Jinghe liked, whether he liked Linshan or Linhai, whether he liked Linshan or Linhai, but Feng Jinghe He said, “This is okay close to where Miss Ai.” lives

Marine Kemei is racing.

When Ai Changhuan saw that the atmosphere was not right, he quickly explained: "Master. Feng might mean living near our homes, and it's more convenient to take care of, right? Mr Feng?”

Feng Jinghe said, "Yes, so I will come to you tomorrow morning. You should remember to prepare breakfast for me.”

Lu Zhanke's hands on his feet clenched tightly. Seeing that he had reached the brink of anger, Ai Changhuan let out a cold sweat and said, “Oh, it should be so, Master Feng, you are the one I invited. Guests, you have to have dinner, not to mention just breakfast. “

He quietly reached out and patted Lu Zhanke on the shoulder, hoping that he would not get angry.

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