Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Han Ting looked at her face, which showed that she was ready to sacrifice herself, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

"It's a deal then, girlfriend!"

Shang Aiying: “…”

Her pretty face turned red when she was called "girlfriend".

Coughing, he said, "Is there anything I need to pay attention to when I become your girlfriend?"

Han Ting pinched her little face and said, "To be my girlfriend, you need to gain some weight. I like chubby girls."

Shang Aiying nodded: "Okay, what else?"

"Also, to be my girlfriend, you need to eat on time, not stay up late, go to bars less, and exercise more."

"anything else?"

"That's all for now."

"If I can't do this, will Brother Han Ting abandon me?"

"No, I'll let you do it."

"If I do that, will Brother Han Ting abandon me?"

"I don't know. Just do it first."

"Oh."

Shang Aiying couldn't find out any useful information and could only respond with a hum.

This request was too simple, and she felt a little panicked.

The food came and Han Ting served her a bowl of eel fried rice.

She said reflexively: "I'm on a diet and don't eat rice."

Han Ting said: "You just promised that you need to gain some weight."

Ever since she became a blogger, this girl has been losing weight all the time, and her physical condition is getting worse and worse. He has to help her restore her complexion.

It’s okay to lose weight, but it’s absolutely not okay to damage your foundation in order to lose weight!

Shang Aiying pouted: "Okay!"

Han Ting raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say you would accept whatever was done to you? You're unwilling to do it on the first day?"

Shang Aiying chuckled and said, "I do! I absolutely do!"

He picked up the spoon and scooped a mouthful of rice to eat!

Han Ting picked up a few pieces of food for her and said softly, "Eat slowly. No one is going to snatch it from you."

Shang Aiying ate the fried rice she hadn't tasted for a long time. The delicious taste blossomed on her tongue, and she was so moved that she almost wanted to cry.

She hadn't eaten rice for so long that she almost forgot what it tasted like!

Mm, it tastes delicious!

In order to become a blogger, she gave up her favorite carbohydrates. Now, in order to be Han Ting’s girlfriend again, she eats her favorite carbohydrates again!

I originally came out for a blind date, but I didn't expect to have an extremely delicious dinner with Brother Han Ting in the end.

After dinner, Han Ting took her home.

When they arrived at the downstairs of the apartment building, Shang Aiying got out of the car and wanted to slip away.

Han Ting said slowly, "Why don't you invite your boyfriend upstairs to sit with you?"

Shang Aiying paused.

Holding her small bag, she slowly turned around and said with a forced smile, "Brother Han Ting, do you want to come up and sit for a while?"

"Ah."

Han Ting reversed the car into the garage with one hand, turned off the engine, opened the door and got out. He was tall and graceful, and his movements were smooth and seamless.

Shang Aiying had no choice but to bring the person up.

When she reached the apartment upstairs, she quickly put down her bag, made way for it, and led the person in.

Han Ting's eyebrows twitched as he looked at the high-end apartment that was filled with samples and had no place to sleep.

He said unhappily, "Ms. Shang, have you been living in such a messy house that looks like a warehouse for junk?"

Shang Aiying coughed and said, "There are just too many clothes piled up. It doesn't look like a warehouse at all! I'm just living here temporarily and haven't had time to hire an aunt or a storage assistant!

If you want to blame someone, blame the brand. They sent me so many samples that I can’t even sort them all out!

Han Ting was almost amused by her self-righteousness.

"Where do you let your boyfriend sit in this mess?"

Shang Aiying glanced around and saw that there was indeed no place to stay. An idea suddenly occurred to her and she said, "You go sit in my room first. My room is clean. I'll clean up here first."