When Zhou Jian saw Zeng Xiaoyue, he was very enthusiastic: "Xiaoyue, let me help you with your bag."

Zeng Xiaoyue glanced at Muruo secretly, then gave her bag to Zhou Jian and asked him to hold it.

"Where are we going to eat today?"

Zhou Jian said the name of a restaurant, and they went to the parking lot together. He opened the car door for Zeng Xiaoyue and Muruo, and let them both sit in the back.

Zeng Xiaoyue didn't want to sit with Muruo: "I'll sit in the passenger seat."

Zhou Jian was stunned for a moment, worried that Mu Ruo would feel embarrassed alone, so he looked at Mu Ruo.

Muruo waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine.

Zeng Xiaoyue checked the restaurant Zhou Jian mentioned and found that the average price per person was over a thousand. She closed the page on her phone and asked, "Is Mu Ruo your biological sister?"

Zhou Jian drove out of the garage: "She's not my biological sister, but she's better than my biological sister."

He meant it sincerely.

Because when Mu Ruo was a child, he often ate the meals cooked by his mother at his home, and helped his mother to discipline him to do his homework.

To Zhou Jian, Muruo is almost like his biological sister.

Zeng Xiaoyue looked back at Muruo and guessed that Muruo was the kind of gold digger who made money by clinging to people she knew as brothers or sisters.

The young couple in front were talking sweetly, while Mu Ruo was feeling awkward alone in the back.

She had no choice but to poke Fu Jianzhi and send him a message.

"I'm out today and can buy breakfast for tomorrow. What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

The nanny was not at home, so she and Fu Jianzhi had to take turns cooking for the day.

After a moment, Fu Jianzhi replied: "Whatever."

Mu Ruo teased: "Then I can buy some durian mixed with stinky tofu?"

"Of course, if Madam wants to have her salary deducted next month."

"QWQ I was wrong..."

Fu Jianzhi saw that Mu Ruo sent an emoticon of a "crying rabbit" and curled his lips inexplicably.

After realizing that he was smiling, he lowered the corners of his lips and gave Muruo a red envelope.

Mu Ruo saw the red envelope and opened it excitedly.

grass.

0.01.

She gritted her teeth in anger and turned off her phone screen.

They soon arrived at the restaurant. Mu Ruo opened the car door and got out, and the three of them went in together.

Zeng Xiaoyue felt inexplicably uncomfortable when she saw that Muruo was very comfortable with this kind of occasion and was not at all nervous when facing the greetings from the polite waiters in the store.

——If she and Wu Shuoliang were together, perhaps neither of them would appear in such an occasion for ten or twenty years.

Poor couples have many worries. What’s the use of all the love if they have no money?

Zhou Jian smiled and said, "Xiaoyue, Sister Ruoruo is a very nice person. If you have any questions that are not convenient for you to tell a man like me, you can discuss it with her."

Zeng Xiaoyue didn't believe it. She guessed that Mu Ruo was the legendary white lotus bitch. She laughed in her heart and continued to talk to Zhou Jian: "My cousin said that he doesn't want to study. His family is in too much trouble. He wants to make more money in the next few years to make his family live a better life."

Zhou Jian didn't expect that some people's families were so difficult.

Zeng Xiaoyue is so kind. Her own life is quite ordinary, but she actually cares so much about her family.

Zhou Jian felt a little guilty: "Then I——"

"I want to know, which elder's son is this cousin?" Mu Ruo interrupted Zhou Jian with a smile, "Ms. Zeng, you are so good to your cousin."

Zeng Xiaoyue's face froze: "He is my uncle's son, we are very closely related by blood."

"Oh, if he is your uncle's son, he should be your cousin. You two should have the same surname."

Zeng Xiaoyue couldn't figure out the logic for a while, but at this moment, she finally reacted.

"I mean, he's my uncle's son." Zeng Xiaoyue responded quickly. "The custom in our place is to call uncles "uncle". It's different in small places than in your big cities. Sister Ruoruo, you won't look down on me, will you?"

Mu Ruo smiled and said, "No, each place has its own customs."

Zhou Jian was now obsessed with love, and all he could think about was "Xiao Yue is so kind." He never imagined that his current state of mind was exactly the same as Lu Beichen's at the beginning.

Mu Ruo asked again: "Xiao Yue, have you ever been in a relationship? Are you single now?"

Zeng Xiaoyue's face turned pale.

To be honest, she and Wu Shuoliang had confirmed their relationship and they lived together.

When Wu Shuoliang first found out that Zhou Jian was pursuing her, he was so angry that he wanted to hit her.

However, after seeing that Zhou Jian sent such an expensive gift and also gave him a red envelope, Wu Shuoliang reluctantly accepted that they had broken up and asked Zeng Xiaoyue to keep this rich second-generation in his hands.

Although she and Wu Shuoliang are no longer boyfriend and girlfriend, they still live together and do what any boyfriend and girlfriend would do.

Zeng Xiaoyue still likes Wu Shuoliang very much.

Like it very much.

Every time she chatted with Zhou Jian or met with him, she felt sick and painful.

Only gifts can heal this pain.

Zeng Xiaoyue lowered her head and said, "I dated someone when I was in school, but it was just an online romance. We never met. I broke up when I found out he had a girlfriend in real life. Because I was hurt, I didn't want to fall in love anymore."

Zhou Jian felt even more distressed after hearing this: "Xiaoyue, those who let you down are all scumbags. You will meet better ones. Girls like you should be treated well."

Zeng Xiaoyue smiled shyly: "My family is very conservative, so I just want to find a man I really love to marry, and then be a full-time wife and good mother, serving his family and treating his parents well."

Muruo: “…”

Zeng Xiaoyue's words were a deadly blow to a mentally retarded straight man like Zhou Jian who grew up in an unhappy family.

As expected, Zhou Jian was stunned. After the meal, Zeng Xiaoyue offered to pay the bill: "Zhou Jian, you have treated me so many times. I just got my salary today. Let me treat you."

This meal is more expensive than Zeng Xiaoyue’s monthly salary.

Zhou Jian was reluctant to let her pay the bill, so he not only rushed to pay the bill himself, but also brought Zeng Xiaoyue to the IFC to buy clothes, letting her buy whatever she wanted and pay for it herself.

Mu Ruo was stunned by this stupid operation: "Boss, you will pay for my shopping on this floor today?"

"Don't," Zhou Jian still felt a little pained by Muruo's high consumption level, "Sister Ruoruo, your husband is a hundred times richer than me, just use your own card."

When Zeng Xiaoyue heard that Muruo had a husband and that her husband was very rich, which was completely different from what she had guessed, her impression of Muruo instantly improved.

Mu Ruo picked and chose but didn't find anything she liked. Then she found a dark grey tie that looked pretty good. The design was simple and elegant, and for some reason it suited Fu Jianzhi so well.

She bought a tie for no apparent reason and considered it as a 20 million rebate to the boss.

Then, Muruo saw a hat.

Well, the design is bold.

Very bold.

Green hat.

Mu Ruo took the hat and put it on Zhou Jian's head: "Don't you think this hat suits you very well?"

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