Zhao Shucheng was not surprised to see Zhao Mosheng's actions. Since the two of them got along day and night, the divorce agreement should have been invalidated for a long time.

Zhao Shucheng immediately took out another document, which was the prenuptial agreement they signed before they got married, and said to Zhao Mosheng:

"Mosheng, I want to thank you, because it was you who made this prenuptial agreement, after more than four years of marriage, finally fulfilled its historical mission. Today it can finally retire with glorious success."

Zhao Mosheng looked at the prenuptial agreement in Zhao Shucheng's hand and heard that Zhao Shucheng's meaning was to destroy it like the previous divorce agreement.

"Brother Ying..."

"Mo Sheng, in fact, this prenuptial agreement is for other couples to ensure the safety of their personal property after marriage, but we all know how our prenuptial agreement came about. We are not to protect the safety of personal property, because before getting married, you already know how much money I have, and I also know very clearly that you don't care how much money I have at all."

"Our marriage at that time was just a stopgap measure that you had to do. For me, I, who had fallen in love with you, naturally hope to use this method to allow you to accept me without any pressure. Even if you can't be a real couple for the time being, at least it also gave me more opportunities to contact you and thus win the return of a beauty. Therefore, I have this prenuptial agreement that has no benefits and no obligations."

Zhao Shucheng said as he looked at Zhao Mosheng and said, "Mosheng, do you know? Once, especially when you filed for divorce with me, I regretted signing this so-called prenuptial agreement with you. If there was no such agreement, would you choose to accept me slowly because of the responsibility of marriage in our marriage life?"

"To be honest, when you returned to China, I really felt that I was going to lose you. This made me a little manic. I wish I could appear in front of you immediately, admit my mistakes to you, and then pursue you. But God still favored me, and you and me finally got together, and this prenuptial agreement is time to retire."

When Zhao Mosheng saw Zhao Shucheng, he was about to tear up the agreement. He quickly grabbed Zhao Shucheng's hand and said, "Brother Ying, you should know that I am with you not for your money. I just chose to follow my heart."

"Of course I know, but since we are husband and wife, we should not have to share yours, mine. Mine is yours, yours. Besides, my assets now only have very little cash, most of them are equity, which are the common property of our husband and wife, and also the baby's future. If this agreement still exists, how can we guarantee the interests of our baby?"

Hearing Zhao Shucheng say this, Zhao Mosheng couldn't help but remember the scene of the two people turning upside down last night, and his face flushed.

When Zhao Mosheng heard the sound of tearing the paper, he came back to his senses. Seeing the torn prenuptial agreement, he didn't argue anything. However, she had decided that she could use Zhao Shucheng's card to buy things for her family to meet her life needs, but at other times she still didn't use Zhao Shucheng's money.

Zhao Mosheng leaned in Zhao Shucheng's arms, and there was no longer any gap between the two, and they talked about their past events.

She never thought that one day she would talk about these things to Zhao Shucheng, but she found that there was no heavy feeling at all, as if everything was the most ordinary chat. Those experiences that once made her suffer seemed to have disappeared overnight.

"Brother Ying, I'm not sad at all. I thought I would be very sad when I talk about this."

Zhao Shucheng hugged Zhao Mosheng tightly and said, "That's because you have me."

Zhao Mosheng did not make a sound, and leaned his head against Zhao Shucheng's chest and did not move. Until Zhao Shucheng thought that Zhao Mosheng was asleep, he felt a wetness coming from the other side of his chest.

The next day.

The smile on Zhao Mosheng's face did not fade when he was at work. Xiaohong looked at Zhao Mosheng curiously and asked, "A Sheng, what happy things have you encountered?"

"No?" Zhao Mosheng looked at Xiaohong in surprise.

"You also said you didn't. You kept smiling after you came here. You must have encountered something good. Let's share it with us."

"Really not."

Xiaohong looked at Zhao Mosheng carefully, then said, "I understand, this is the nourishment of love."

Zhao Mosheng's face turned red and he said, "That's it."

"You said no, you said it was written on your face."

Zhao Mosheng immediately took out the makeup mirror nervously and looked at it. Seeing that there was no trace on his face, he looked at Xiaohong, who was smiling on the side. He couldn't help but hit her gently and said, "Xiaohong!"

Xiaohong smiled and said, "Oh, what's so shy about this? You are all old husbands and wives, and you are still so sweet. How can we live?"

Zhao Mosheng quickly changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Xiaohong, how are you doing with that doctor?"

Xiaohong couldn't help but say proudly: "It's pretty good. We made an appointment to go out together on vacation. However, his time is a bit difficult to confirm, so I often let go of pigeons."

"Ah, why is he like this?"

Xiaohong couldn't help but defend the other party and said, "It's not his fault. This is the profession of doctors. When encountering some emergencies, he needs to go back for surgery."

As the leaves begin to turn yellow, autumn has arrived with the cold current.

Under the influence of Xiaohong, Zhao Mosheng also began to fall in love with knitting scarves. After all, Xiaohong told him that knitting scarves for his boyfriend represents his love for him. He hoped that he would not be eroded by the cold winter.

Of course, there is another meaning, that is, to entangle him and make him always yours, never escape from the palm of your hand, and never leave the other person. No matter how big the difficulties you encounter, you will never leave him.

However, this is a brand new experience for Zhao Mosheng. Unfortunately, Zhao Mosheng always makes mistakes, and the looseness is uneven.

When Zhao Shucheng saw the scarf that Zhao Mosheng gave him, he couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Mosheng said angrily: "Forget it if you don't like it!"

Zhao Shucheng quickly took it and said, "Why don't you like it? This is your intention after all, and of course I like it."

When Zhao Mosheng saw Zhao Shucheng taking the initiative to surround his neck, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

The next morning, Zhao Shucheng did not surround him when he went out, which made Zhao Mosheng a little unhappy.

"Brother Ying, why don't you bring the scarf I gave you?"

Zhao Shucheng looked at Zhao Mosheng and asked, "Are you sure?"

Zhao Mosheng nodded and said, "I'm sure!"

Zhao Shucheng could only shake his head helplessly, then walked out of the bedroom with Zhao Mosheng's scarf woven, and said, "Then you put it on for me."

Zhao Mosheng then satisfactorily held the scarf and surrounded Zhao Shucheng, saying, "Okay!"

Zhao Shucheng actually doesn't care whether this scarf looks good or not. He is already past the age of relying on external objects to dress himself up. However, Zhao Mosheng's craftsmanship is indeed too poor. Outsiders must be curious about whose masterpiece is so ugly when they see it.

Zhao Mosheng didn't think anything was wrong at first, but when the two of them were walking on the road to drive, they saw everyone else looking at them, especially the scarf with most of their eyes on Zhao Shucheng's neck, and they immediately understood something.

She actually knew that her skills were not good. At first, she just wanted Zhao Shucheng to wear a scarf and feel her care, but now she couldn't help but feel a little shy when she saw everyone's strange eyes.

"Brother Ying, I think the weather is not that cold now. Please take off the scarf first, otherwise it will be too hot."

"No, I think it's just right."

When Zhao Mosheng saw Zhao Shucheng's joking smile, he couldn't help but stomp his feet and said, "Brother Ying, don't make fun of me. I admit that the scarf was not knitted this time. I will knit one for you when I look back. It will definitely be better than this one. Now take it off first."

"Okay, no matter what others think. As long as we are willing to like it, it's enough."

As he said that, he pushed Zhao Mosheng directly to the side of the car, then opened the car door and let Zhao Mosheng go in and sit in first, and he also came to the cab.

Zhao Mosheng sat in his seat, looked at Zhao Mosheng's scarf, and couldn't help but want to take it off.

Zhao Shucheng hid for a while and said, "This tie is easy, and it is not that easy to take it off."

"Then what do you want?"

Zhao Shucheng said, "You kiss me, I will agree to take it off first."

Zhao Mosheng blushed and leaned over to Zhao Shucheng and kissed him, saying, "Is this OK?"

Zhao Shucheng nodded, but stretched out his head and asked Zhao Mosheng to untie the scarf.

It is equivalent to the newly married Zhao Shucheng and Zhao Mosheng, but it is the way for an old couple to get along. At night, Zhao Shucheng often reads books in the study or handles work matters.

Zhao Mosheng also found his own things to do, and even enjoyed it, even if he just looked around, or even occasionally went to the door of Zhao Shucheng's study room to look up.

When Zhao Shucheng walked out of the study, he saw Zhao Mosheng sitting on the sofa with his knees in his arms, with a recipe in front of him, but he was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Zhao Mosheng heard the footsteps and saw that it was Zhao Shucheng who came out, he immediately threw down the recipe in front of him, jumped up from the sofa, and said, "Brother Ying!"

"Mosheng, I think you are all married and together. Do you need to change this title?"

"How should we change?"

"Look at you calling me Brother Ying now. People who don't know think we are just friends and brothers. You are my wife now, either call me husband, husband, or dear, it's fine."

Zhao Mosheng blushed when he heard this, looked at Zhao Shucheng, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Husband!"

"Be good, Mosheng."

Zhao Mosheng suddenly looked at Zhao Shucheng and said, "Then why do you still call me Mosheng? Shouldn't you also call me wife?"

"How can that be the same? I can also call you a wife, but wouldn't this make you old? So it's better for my dear, or Mo Sheng, what do you think?"

When Zhao Mosheng heard this, he was shy and leaned against Zhao Shucheng and asked, "Are you finished your work?"
Chapter completed!