She's waiting for me there.

Qingxue still doesn't understand where her inexplicable confidence comes from.

She thought about what would happen to her if Chen Yun didn't get better.

As a result, she was surprised to find that she had no intention of making such a choice.

It's like a stable AI that won't violate the instructions given by the programmer.

After thinking for a long time, I still have no clue.

In the end, it all comes down to the fact that there might have been a steel bar tied between the two of them by the matchmaker.

The kind that even a nuclear bomb can't blow up.

Think of this reason.

Qingxue was quite happy.

As expected, my husband is the best. Even when he gets bad, he gets bad with steel.

Just great.

There is an upper limit but no lower limit to a woman's IQ when she is in love, and this is scientifically based.

Others might still have some rationality, but Qingxue really didn't.

Every time something happens, I can find a perfect reason, and I am not at all vague about conquering myself.

She turned to look at Chen Yun, and with a smile on her face, she leaned over and gave him a big kiss on the face.

Chen Yun was a little at a loss.

"Why did you do this suddenly? You won't..."

He turned and looked in the direction of the woman.

Then he stepped back in fear, and his eyes became bright as he looked at her.

"You don't want to ask for my health, do you?"

"Hahaha~"

Looking at his pretending to widen his eyes, Qingxue smiled happily.

Every time he feels his emotions changing, he can always resolve it skillfully.

He came over and hugged Chen Yun's arm: "Stop making trouble, go take a look in front."

"Okay, Your Lady Queen."

"Hey, this is a Taoist temple, be serious."

The two walked forward slowly.

When they arrived at the Marriage Hall, the number of people burning incense and worshipping the gods suddenly increased.

Most of them are young people who like to be alone.

After worshipping the gods, those people did not leave, but sat aside and browsed their phones.

Chen Yun asked in a low voice: "Do you know why those people didn't leave?"

"Well...are they waiting for a response from the gods?"

Chen Yun stretched out his finger and poked Qingxue's forehead.

"I'm surprised you thought of that and are still waiting for the gods to respond."

"Then do you need to tell me your phone number when you pray so that we can contact you."

Qingxue blinked and nodded seriously: "I think what you said makes sense. I'll tell you my phone number in a moment."

Chen Yun was speechless for a moment. He was really speechless because of this cute little thing.

"They don't want to go home."

"Ah? Why? Home is so nice, warm and with delicious food."

"That's our home, their..."

Qingxue asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because there are too many people at home who are forcing me to get married, especially when I'm around 30, I come here to get some peace and quiet."

"No way, it's not as bad as you say."

Qingxue expressed disbelief.

"You don't believe me, let me show you the evidence."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and opened the work group.

After reading the message above, Qingxue raised her head and nodded while trying to suppress her smile.

"I believe it. This Tan Zhong is too miserable. He was forced into this state by his family."

There was a photo in the group, showing Tan Zhong sitting at the entrance of the temple, looking at his phone pitifully, his nose almost frozen.

There is a sentence under the photo.

"Any girls who have the same experience as me and can't go home can contact me to discuss the big plan. I can also act in a role for me for a fee, as long as I can go home and have a hot meal."

When Chen Yun saw this message, he almost laughed out loud.

It's really amazing that this forced marriage has been forced to this extent.

We should find a way to help him, otherwise he may not be able to survive this New Year.

I found Tan Zhong’s number and called him.

When the call was connected, there was a noisy sound from the other end.

"Tan Zhong, you're already so old, I'm not your aunt, but you should find a partner."

"That's right, your dad and I are too embarrassed to talk to others when we go out. Others are holding babies, but what else do I have in my hands besides cabbage?"

"Didn't you hear your mother talking to you? You're still playing with your phone..."

Tan Zhong said pitifully, "Dad, my boss is calling. Let's stop talking for now. Please save my face."

The phone went silent instantly.

All the relatives knew that Tan Zhong had found a high-paying job and was highly valued by his boss.

It is precisely because they now have stable jobs that they are anxious to get married.

Tan Zhong coughed twice, his face flushed and he said, "Happy New Year, Mr. Chen. I was just thinking of wishing you a happy new year, but you called me."

"Why are you pretending with me? You must be having a hard time at home."

"Um... hey, it's okay."

Hearing Tan Zhong's laughter that almost made him cry, Chen Yun laughed even more happily.

"Put your phone on speakerphone."

"Huh? What are you opening it for?"

"Help you, otherwise I'm afraid you'll die at home and won't be able to get out."

"Is this okay?"

He had heard about Chen Yun's evil nature a long time ago, and he thought that Old Deng would not do anything bad during the New Year.

"Can you open it or not? If not, I'll die. You have to figure it out yourself."

"Open, open, I'll open it right away."

When he turned on the speakerphone, Chen Yun's voice became more serious and sounded quite attractive.

"Tan Zhong, in view of your contribution to the company during this period, I would like to hand over the management of Xue Ning Media to you. Do you have any thoughts or opinions?"

Tan Zhong was a little confused and didn't know what to say for a moment.

What's going on? A call asking for a promotion during Chinese New Year?

Who said that my lovely President Chen is a sinister person? This person is really a good person.

If I were to get close to him, I would definitely kowtow to him and call him godfather.

He is simply a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Tan Zhong's father went over and slapped him on the back of the head.

She glared at him and pointed at the phone, meaning that he should speak quickly.

Tan Zhong quickly said, "Thank you, President Chen, for the promotion. I have no objection."

"Okay, then you'll be the general manager from now on. When you return to the company, take over all of Chu Xinwen's clients. You just need to hand over the work."

"Okay, I'll contact him when I get back."

"Also, if your salary is raised to that of a general manager, it will probably double, but your workload will also increase."

Tan Zhong said: "That's no problem, I can go back to work now."

Chen Yun was stunned by what he said, thinking that this man was really forced into a corner.

Given Tan Zhong's filial character, he probably just listened at home and didn't even dare to resist.

"You can handle the vacation issue yourself. You can come back anytime."

"Okay, I'll contact Chu Xinwen when I get back."

"Well, if there's nothing else, just hang up. Say hello to your parents for me."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

After the phone call ended, all the members of Tan Zhong's family looked at him with smiles on their faces and said some compliments.

With the promotion, I can finally suppress the pressure of marriage for the time being.

Tan Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could have a peaceful meal today.

But he knew in his heart that he had to return to Ningshan City tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Otherwise, the rebound will be even more severe.

For the first time, he felt the importance of having a girlfriend.