Fang Zheng: "..."

Women in the workplace are different from girls in school, especially the woman in front of her, her rank is not average.

He straightened his body and sighed: "Say something else. I'll see my aunt tomorrow. It's very likely that she will ask me what I'll do."

Jiang Xiyao thought for a while: "It should be about your family background. I didn't take the boy home, so I didn't know much about it."

Fang Zheng wrapped his hands around his chest. He was no different from Jiang Xiyao in this regard, and he did not bring the opposite sex home.

However, when the wife and son-in-law meet their parents, they probably just ask about family conditions, or what else can they ask?

Fang Zheng said: "There are only two people in my family, my mother and I. My father used to be a soldier and later died of an accident. The family only has an elderly house. You should be able to see the rest. Compared with Mr. Jiang, all my belongings are not as valuable as a hair on your body."

Jiang Xiyao was a little curious: "Are you raised by your aunt alone?"

Fang Zheng nodded: "Although my father left some money for his family, he passed away early. My mother was taking care of me alone for all these years."

There was a strange light in Jiang Xiyao's eyes: "So, we are really in love. There are only two of me and my mother in my family. The company under my command was originally my father's."

"Is that so? You are a rich second generation?" Fang Zheng blurted out, but after he finished speaking, he immediately smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I have no other meaning. Although I don't lack money, it's quite hard for my aunt to raise you alone, right?"

Jiang Xiyao nodded and said, "We are all the same?"

She continued:

"Anyway, my mother is usually very easy to talk about and respects my wishes. So as long as she thinks I am in love with you seriously, she should not have any objections. Just ask whatever you say at that time, and there is no need to lie."

Fang Zheng felt a little relaxed. Fortunately, according to Jiang Xiyao's description, this aunt should be different from the wealthy mother-in-law on TV. She is quite amiable, otherwise her boyfriend's scene would be too difficult to act.

After a while, the waiter came up with two plates of vegetable salads and a portion of fruit. Fang Zheng said a few more words to Jiang Xiyao.

Most of them are some details of the family of two people.

It was not until the salad was finished that the sensitive problem was pulled out by Jiang Xiyao.

"After all, you go to my house tomorrow, you are my boyfriend. You can hold my hand at that time, so you will look more intimate."

Fang Zheng picked up an apple and stuffed it into his mouth.

"What about holding hands? Can you hold you?"

Jiang Xiyao's actions of drinking water stopped: "What do you think? We are not real boyfriend and girlfriend."

Fang Zheng nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand, I can't do anything except holding hands, right?"

After saying that, Fang Zheng deliberately muttered in a low voice: "Auntie is not blind."

Of course, Jiang Xiyao heard this and gave him a blank look and said, "Depending on the situation, it may not be possible to hold hands. And tomorrow, don't call me Mr. Jiang, just call me Xiyao in the future, otherwise I'm afraid you will let it go."

Fang Zheng swallowed the apple in his mouth, but why did he feel that he was suffering from the loss from beginning to end? He didn't use her at all, but she arranged for herself to meet her parents, and she had the rules and regulations.

"Okay, Sister Xiyao, listen to you."

Jiang Xiyao took a sip of water: "Go to pay the bill. I will send you back later. I will go back to the company to handle something."

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you get off work? Still going to the company?"

"I'm telling the employees after get off work, and the boss didn't say that he got off work. I've turned down a lot of things to see you this afternoon."

Fang Zheng said casually: "I am so touched."

Jiang Xiyao wiped her mouth with a napkin: "The tone is too fake, my boyfriend."

Fang Zheng shrugged indifferently, then went to the front desk to check out. Two salads and one fruit cost less than one hundred yuan in total.

It’s really not cheap to say it’s expensive.

The two walked out of the store side by side, and looked at Jiang Xiyao's amazingly beautiful thighs on the road, lamenting why this woman has such a good figure?

"I said...Xiyao, do you usually wear high heels when you go out?"

Jiang Xiyao said with gratitude.

Fang Zheng asked: "Don't you feel tired?"

"I felt tired at first, so I got used to wearing it every day. Besides, I have to say that except for high heels and slippers, I don't have the chance to wear other shoes even if I buy them."

"Then what shoes are you wearing to drive?"

"It's also a kind of high heel, but the high heels are not very obvious, so it's a little more comfortable to drive."

Fang Zheng was speechless.

The man looked around and found a lady's shoe store next to him, which should still be able to catch Jiang Xiyao's eyes.

"I'll accompany you to buy a pair of normal shoes. You can wear them when you meet me alone in the future. It's not good to wear high heels for your feet."

Jiang Xiyao glanced at Fang Zheng strangely, but the man turned around after the attack.

She had no choice but to follow, although she still said there was no need to buy other shoes on the road, and high heels were quite comfortable.

But Fang Zheng's tone seemed very firm: "Just treat it as a gift for me to give my girlfriend, didn't you give me clothes too?"

When the two arrived at the store, the clerk saw the fairy man and woman and hurried over.

Fang Zheng originally planned to buy a pair of sneakers for Jiang Xiyao, but looking at Jiang Xiyao, it seemed that he didn't like those shoes.

The main reason is that the woman's temperament does not match these sneakers well. He had to ask the clerk if he could have any shoes worthy of Jiang Xiyao, except for high heels.

The clerk suddenly became a difficult situation and thought about it.

"How about boots? Wearing them much more comfortable than high heels, and you don't get your feet scrubbing."

Fang Zheng replied with affirmation: "Just have boots, find a pair that suits her."

The clerk looked at Jiang Xiyao and smiled and said, "Your girlfriend is so beautiful. I guess any type is suitable for you. I'll choose a better pair for you."

Waiters in any mall will sell products according to the clothes worn by customers.

The clothes that Fang Zheng wore were just one that Jiang Xiyao bought for him in the mall. One set costs nearly 6,000 yuan, and Jiang Xiyao's outfit was even more expensive, especially the treasure in her hand, LV, which was unknown, but you can see at a glance that this woman is definitely a rich wife.

So the clerk took a pair of branded boots worth more than 3,000 yuan according to the needs of the two. It was yellow. Jiang Xiyao tried it. It was really comfortable and the style was quite beautiful.

Fang Zheng saw that Jiang Xiyao was very happy and invested a lot of money, tremblingly paying for it.

Ding! We pay 3,499 yuan on WeChat, and you still have 134 yuan and 33 cents left.

Fang Zheng looked at the text message in pain and put away his cell phone.

Jiang Xiyao got into the car with a gift: "Thank you, I'll transfer the money to you."

Fang Zheng waved his hand: "No, you can wear it more comfortably when you meet me in the future. I'm not just talking about shoes. After all, I'm not a big boss, so there's no need to be so serious."

He pressed the engine button: "Go home!"

The car is speeding, and the scenery on both sides is constantly retreating from the side.

On the way, Jiang Xiyao looked at the gift bag under her feet. This was the first time a boy gave her something like this, not the tobacco, wine, tea, and artwork that were given to each other by business owners.

It was just a pair of the most ordinary women's short boots, but this gift gave Jiang Xiyao a very different feeling.

This time, Founder didn't say a word on the way home.

Because he was in tears.

Ni’s mother! It’s 3,500 yuan! A pair of shoes cost only 200 yuan, and it’s not enough to buy shoes for three years!

Sure enough, women will only bring misfortune. It is a fake couple. If it is true, he will still be able to live a poor life for the rest of his life.
Chapter completed!