As soon as Li Yuanlang came in, he smelled the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

Yes, that's the taste.

The layout of the room is clean and tidy, divided into two rooms, inside and outside.

The exterior layout was simple and elegant, especially the guzheng placed in the corner, which attracted him and couldn't help but walk over.

Reach out and pluck the strings, producing a melodious and deep sound.

After walking around the outside, Li Yuanlang arrived at the door of the inner room.

Do you want to go in?

It is illegal to break into someone else's home without the owner's consent.

While Li Yuanlang was hesitating, another voice in his body reminded him: "You have come in anyway, so this is the last one. Didn't you see that the doors are unlocked, which is a hint that they are reserved for you.

, you can feel free to come in boldly."

Okay. Li Yuanlang made up his mind, pushed gently, and the door opened again.

Obviously, the back room is the master's bedroom.

The pots of flowers placed on the windowsill sprayed attractive fragrance into the air.

The rooms are still mainly quaint, with occasional home appliances.

Walking inside, behind the antique screen, there is a large bed with two sets of quilts placed at the head of the bed.

Right above the big bed, Li Yuanlang suddenly saw a huge wedding photo.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Li Yuanlang was shocked when he saw it.

The woman in the photo is wearing a Chinese wedding dress and has a beautiful smile.

It is none other than Zheng Haixin.

But that man...

How could it be me?

Confirmed again and again, yes, it is him! Li Yuanlang.

How is it possible?

Li Yuanlang has never taken a photo with Zheng Haixin, let alone wearing a Chinese wedding dress and taking wedding photos with her.

Look carefully and you will see that you smile naturally in the photo.

However, it looked awkward, as if something was wrong.

He suddenly realized that this wedding photo was photoshopped.

The level is very high, but after careful scrutiny, illusions are still found at the clues.

When Li Yuanlang was confused, a voice came from behind him: "This is the wedding photo of me and my husband. How do you like it? Are you satisfied?"

I haven't heard Zheng Haixin's voice for a long time.

Li Yuanlang turned around, and sure enough it was Zheng Haixin, standing not far behind him.

Wearing a white fragrant cloud gauze dress, she perfectly showed off her slender figure.

Zheng Haixin walked over and looked at the wedding photo side by side with Li Yuanlang. Zheng Haixin was very immersed and intoxicated.

"Haixin, when you talk about marriage, you mean... you mean... with me..."

"That's right, I got married based on your photo." Zheng Haixin explained: "It's not accepted in China. I went to Europe to go through the marriage formalities and spend my honeymoon on the way."

Li Yuanlang couldn't laugh or cry, "Hai Xin, why?"

"No reason." Zheng Haixin said seriously: "I just like it."

"If you like me, you can tell me that we..."

"No!" Zheng Haixin put a finger on Li Yuanlang's lips, "What I like is not you as a person, but your photo. Now, your photo is my legal husband, and I am the legal wife of your photo."

As she said that, she walked to the bedside, opened the drawer on the bedside table, and took out a piece of stuff, which was densely packed with foreign languages, and Li Yuanlang didn't recognize any of it.

It's not English, so of course he can't understand it.

"This is the marriage certificate between me and him. It has a seal and official signature. It is authentic." As she spoke, Zheng Haixin couldn't help but glance at Li Yuanlang in the photo on the wall.

absurd!

This was Li Yuanlang's reaction.

It's understandable that Zheng Haixin likes him, and she even got a marriage certificate with his photo in the end.

It is difficult to meet for a century, and the eternal news.

But the real thing happened, just in front of Li Yuanglang's eyes.

He didn't understand, why Zheng Haixin did this.

"Hai Xin." Li Yuanglang grabbed Zheng Haixin's shoulders and said sincerely: "Don't be bitter to yourself. If you think, I can accompany you to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Take a wedding photo, much better than this. "

Zheng Haixin gently picked off Li Yuanlang's hands, shook his head and said, "No need, it is meaningless. I am very good. If you have a heart, you can tell him, I feel very happy."

"What can you say with a photo?" Li Yuandang was slightly excited. "I and Shui Tingyue have divorced. I am single and will not have any impact on us."

"Yuen Long, you are the best confidant in my life. I hope we will maintain this relationship in the future. My relationship. The reason why I opened this tea room is to make you come here when you are in a bad mood.

Relax."

"The premise is that we must always maintain a pure confidante relationship and do not mix any emotional colors. Sometimes, we get it, but it is boring, isn't it?"

Li Yuanglang was speechless.

He was moved by Zheng Haixin's approach.

Zheng Haixin came to him when he was in the trough of others.

In fact, marrying Zheng Haixin is not a good choice.

Zheng Haixin is excellent in all aspects. It is rare that they can talk between them and have common language.

Unfortunately, Zheng Haixin was too stubborn and would rather marry Li Yuanglang's photos without accepting him.

Li Yuen Long is extremely distressed.

There is no way, it seems that Zheng Haixin can't be persuaded.

Come to Japan, maybe time dilute her stubborn thoughts.

Come out of the tea room of Haixin, the night is deep.

Li Yuanglang stepped on the moonlight, walking on the streets of Lugao City complicated, with a lot of emotions.

Fang Ru first returned to work immediately after solving his son.

Treating Li Yuen Long has also changed a lot.

This change is not only reflected in Li Yuanlang to become a section chief, but also sincerely thanks to Li Yuanlang for his help.

There is also Li Yunglang calm and calm, right and wrong, reasoning, these things are exactly what Fang Ru lacks.

In a flash, time entered late September.

On this day, Shen Cong made an error when writing the manuscript, and it was clearly injected with water in a set of numbers.

After discovering, Li Yuanglang called him into the office and criticized it fiercely.

"Shen Cong, Secretary Tang's temper you know, he is the most disgusted with fake. Where did you come from this number of numbers, did you imagine it out of thin air?" Li Yuanlang asked angrily.

Shen Cong vowed to say, "I am a number reported by the Audit Bureau, I don’t believe it."

Li Yuanglang took the report of Shen Cong at a glance, and was furious, "Shen Cong, this is last year, there is a date of time, did you not see it?"

"I'll change it, why don't you make a fuss."

Shen Cong's disapproval attitude made Li Yuen Long greater anger. "This manuscript Secretary Tang wanted it very anxiously and urged several times. I have a lot of things here.

"You go back and change it immediately. After you change it, you will send it immediately, delay the right thing, you blame."

Li Yuanglang really couldn't understand. How could Shen Cong, a person like Shen Cong who would only be packed, became the deputy chief of a subject.

As a result, when Shen Cong went back, because there was an urgent matter in the family, he was negligible for a while, and he forgot about such an important thing.

Li Yuanglang waited for him to not come, and he had no time to wait for him, so he had to go to a subject to ask for it.

Hearing Fang Ru first, Shen Cong had something out, and he felt itchy for Li Yuanlang to hate his teeth.

Fang Ru first said: "Lico, I will change the manuscript, send you it to you in 20 minutes."

"Hard work, Brother Fang."

Even if the chief of the section is the chief, the name of the first part of Li Yuanglang's Confucianism has never changed, and he has always called his brother.

Fang Ru is indeed an old writer.

It took less than ten minutes, and the modified manuscript was printed out, and it was placed in front of Li Yaolang.
To be continued...