We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Since being promoted to manager, Chen Zhuo has been much busier than before.

But no matter how busy he is, he still picks up Fan Xiaolin from get off work every day.

That afternoon, Chen Zhuo finished his get out of class at the adult education center of the Institute of Science and Technology and went to pick up Dalinzi, who had just finished overtime.

"Hey, Brother Zhuo," Fan Xiaolin said, having recently worked through three nights writing a report and still feeling energetic. "My parents asked you to come to my house for dinner. When are you free?"

Chen Zhuo was stunned. He was a little afraid of Ye Hang. After all, her aura was too strong.

"Why do you want to ask me to eat?" he was puzzled. "Do you want to criticize me?"

Seeing how nervous they were, Fan Xiaolin explained calmly, "Don't be nervous. I just told them that you put my name on the car you bought, and they wanted to thank you."

Chen Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"

"No, you said."

Half an hour later.

The car stopped at Taixing Yayuan, opposite Fan Xiaolin's residential area.

"Hey, Brother Zhuo?" Fan Xiaolin was curious, "Aren't you going back to my house?"

Chen Zhuo smiled mysteriously, took out a property certificate from the back seat of the car and handed it to her.

"Real estate certificate, Taixing Yayuan..." Fan Xiaolin's eyes widened instantly, "Fuck! Brother Zhuo! You bought a house!"

She was happy for him and Xie Baoping from the bottom of her heart.

This poor mother and daughter finally got their reward after suffering so much.

She almost jumped up, but she was too big and almost hit the roof of the car.

Fortunately, Chen Zhuo was quick-witted and reached out to block her head the moment it hit the roof of the car.

"That's great," Fan Xiaolin praised. "You've already become a manager, and you've still got your skills."

"How could it be lost?" Chen Zhuo said, "Being a manager is just a side job."

Fan Xiaolin was puzzled. "Why, do you still have a main job?"

"My main job is to be your bodyguard." Chen Zhuo said with a smile.

Fan Xiaolin immediately threw herself into his arms, "Brother Zhuo," she tilted her head back and kissed him on the cheek, "Why are you so nice?"

Chen Zhuo hugged her tightly and said, "Only by meeting you can I have the opportunity to become a better person."

Two days later in the afternoon.

Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo went home for dinner.

When Ye Hang came to open the door, he still had a facial mask on his face.

"You're here," she nodded when she saw Chen Zhuo, but her face was covered with a facial mask, so no expression could be seen.

"Hello, auntie, hello, uncle." Chen Zhuo carefully put the souvenirs he brought aside.

Fan Yongcheng came out of the bathroom and laughed happily when he saw Chen Zhuo, "Oh my god, it's different being a store manager. You've become more handsome after not seeing you for a few days."

Fan Xiaolin noticed that his father was wearing a new shirt today. The last time Chen Zhuo came, he just casually put on a jacket.

"You guys sit down first," Ye Hang said, "I'm going to wash my face."

Watching her rush into the bathroom, Fan Yongcheng leaned over to Fan Xiaolin's ear and said, "She knew Xiaozhuo was coming today, so she even went to get her hair done."

"Huh?" Fan Xiaolin was stunned. "Why?"

Fan Yongcheng gave Chen Zhuo a meaningful look and said, "Pay attention to the sense of ceremony!"

Ye Hang ordered food from the hotel, and it was delivered soon.

Without waiting for her to stand up, Chen Zhuo took the food and helped put it on the table.

"Xiao Zhuo is still the same as before, dull." Ye Hang watched him busying around, but his attitude was no longer as strong as before.

"He's an active worker," Fan Xiaolin said. "Not letting him work and letting him sit here and chat with you is more painful than killing him."

Ever since Fan Xiaolin confessed her love to Chen Zhuo on live TV, Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng also understood their daughter's thoughts.

They did not deliberately interfere, but instead asked someone to go to the 4S store where he worked to inquire.

After asking around, I found out that he had quietly become a store manager, settled down in Jincheng, and even bought a house.

So Ye Hang decided to meet him again.

The food was placed on the table, and Chen Zhuo poured red wine into everyone's glasses.

"Uncle and aunt," he held up the wine glass, "I want to thank you for your tolerance and trust in me. I will continue to work hard."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

"Xiao Zhuo's alcohol tolerance is quite good," Ye Hang raised his glass calmly, "Her father also likes to drink, especially with young people who can drink well."

Fan Yongcheng chuckled and said, "Xiao Zhuo, after all, you're the store manager now. You should participate in more social activities. How's your work been lately?"

"He said he still likes repairing cars," Fan Xiaolin said. "He said repairing cars doesn't require talking to people, but as a shop manager, you have to talk to people every day."

Chen Zhuo smiled embarrassedly.

"You can open your own shop in the future," Fan Yongcheng said, "and be your own boss. You can repair anyone's car you want and talk to whoever you want."

Chen Zhuo nodded.

After they ate for a while, Ye Hang returned to the topic, "Xiao Zhuo, our Linzi confessed her love to you during the live broadcast. We saw it. What do you think about this?"

"Mom," Fan Xiaolin said, "Why don't you ask me what I think?"

Ye Hang: "Shut up first."

Since his daughter confessed her love in public, he had to show some appreciation. Ye Hang couldn't let his daughter lose face.

Chen Zhuo said bluntly, "I will do whatever Linzi says. I will listen to her."

Ye Hang pressed the issue, "What if she wants to marry you?"

"I'm going to get the marriage certificate from her now."

Fan Xiaolin lowered her head and smiled.

"What if she doesn't want to marry you?"

Chen Zhuo was silent for a moment.

Fan Xiaolin also stopped eating.

Chen Zhuo was sitting right in front of Ye Hang, so Ye Hang could clearly see the unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.

Even if you say it doesn't matter, if you really love someone, you still want to be with her.

This guy is actually not that cunning.

Ye Hang understood his thoughts.

After a moment, Chen Zhuo looked up and said, "Then I will work hard, live a good life, and stay with her as long as I can."

Fan Xiaolin's eyes felt a little sore.

Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng looked at each other and nodded.

"Xiao Zhuo," Ye Hang said, "young people should still focus on their careers, but with the support of love, their careers can go further."

Fan Yongcheng patted Chen Zhuo's shoulder and said, "Xiaolin is usually busy with work. If you are not busy, I ask you to take care of her."

These words were like a stamp of approval, formally agreeing to the relationship between the two.

Fan Xiaolin and Chen Zhuo both showed joy.

Before this, the two elders had always been ambiguous about their relationship, neither supporting nor rejecting it, but just silently waiting for them to break up.

"Really?!" Chen Zhuo's calm expression revealed joy. Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng's recognition was the greatest encouragement to him. "Uncle and aunt, I, I will definitely take good care of Xiaolin! Don't worry! I swear!"

"Don't be too happy too soon," Ye Hang continued to pour cold water on you. "We just agreed to your relationship. Whether it can work out in the end depends not only on your luck, but also on me and her father."

Chen Zhuo nodded solemnly, "Uncle and aunt, I will definitely not let you down."

The rest of the meal was filled with lighthearted laughter.

Fan Yongcheng drank too much and kept asking Chen Zhuo to talk about his achievements when he was young. Chen Zhuo patiently drank one glass after another with him and never let him drop a word.

At the end, everyone was a little drunk, but Chen Zhuo's expression didn't change, and his steps were still steady.

"Xiao Zhuo, ask your mother to come over for dinner next time," Fan Yongcheng said. "We'll book a big hotel next time."

Chen Zhuo nodded and said, "Uncle, please drink less. If you want to drink, call me."

The online taxi that Fan Xiaolin ordered arrived, and Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng watched her and Chen Zhuo get in.

When they arrived downstairs of the residential complex, they got out of the car together.

"You don't have to go home with me tonight," Fan Xiaolin lit a cigarette. "I'm going to go take a shower and finish my manuscript."

Chen Zhuo was worried, "Can you do it? I'll go up with you."

Fan Xiaolin pointed at Taixing Yayuan and said, "Isn't it just across the street? I'll call you if there's anything."

However, after returning home, Fan Xiaolin was bored with writing and couldn't help but call Chen Zhuo.

"Brother Zhuo, are you asleep?"

When they didn't live together, she often typed while making voice calls to Chen Zhuo.

The two of them talked when they had something to say, and did their own thing when they had nothing to say.

"No," Chen Zhuo heard the sound of keyboards coming from the other end of the phone, "I'm taking an online class."

"Why are people so evil these days?" Fan Xiaolin said, her temper flaring as she wrote her report. "Even rubber shoes have carcinogens! How can we survive in this world?!"

Chen Zhuo asked her, "What brand?"

Fan Xiaolin read out to him the long blacklist that he had recently researched.

"That's so heartless! I have another pair of this brand at home," Chen Zhuo said. "I'm going to throw them away now."

"Stab it a few times to prevent the garbage collector from wearing it."

"I'll send you a photo."

He actually sent the photo.

Fan Xiaolin laughed when she saw this.

"Brother Zhuo, has anyone ever told you that talking to you is very stress-relieving?"

"No, you're the first one to say that. Others say I'm too boring and don't provide emotional value."

"Then you provide it to me."

"Of course, you tell me how to provide it."

"I haven't thought about it yet. Wait until I finish writing the manuscript."

In the second half of the night, Fan Xiaolin felt sleepy while writing, so she lay on the table and chatted with Chen Zhuo. By the end of the conversation, she couldn't remember what she was saying, but she remembered that Chen Zhuo kept interrupting her.

Finally, while we were chatting, she fell asleep first.

When I woke up, it was already bright day.

"Fuck."

She wiped her eyes and immediately turned on the computer.

The next second, she saw that the voice call interface between her and Chen Zhuo was still lit on the phone screen.

The call lasted more than 6 hours.

She never hung up.

Fan Xiaolin knocked his head in frustration.

"Brother Zhuo???"

She called out softly.

A clear response rang out:

Here, Linzi.