The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Yan Bei entered the room.

Shen Qing was left sitting alone in the living room.

She was still thinking about what Yan Bei had just said.

I muttered to myself: Is Yan Bei going to make his fake play real?

Facing Wang Yaju's urging for a baby, she was really helpless. She couldn't really have a child with Yan Bei!

Not only is she facing the issue of being forced to give birth, but she also has to deal with the issue of her wedding.

To be honest, it is really unlikely that she and Yan Bei will have a wedding.

It’s not realistic to hold a wedding if you get divorced after half a year.

So this matter can only be postponed until she can think of a better way to solve it.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Shen Qing returned to the room...

She lay in bed, but she didn't feel sleepy at all! Her mind instantly recalled the feeling of being in Yan Bei's arms just now.

Although she had fallen accidentally, the warmth of his presence washed over her, and she could almost hear his powerful heartbeat. The firmness and warmth of Yan Bei's chest made her feel incredibly safe. Yet, an indescribable shyness welled up in her heart. As they approached, Shen Qing became even more curious about Yan Bei.

She closed her eyes and began to think about her feelings for Yan Bei...

next day!

Because it was the weekend, Shen Qing did not get up early. After Yan Bei got up, he went to work without disturbing Shen Qing.

……

"Brother Yan, have you had breakfast today?" As soon as Yan Bei entered the door, Liu Zhizhi came over with a breakfast.

Yan Bei shook his head, "No!" Yan Bei didn't get up early today. He usually only ate breakfast when Shen Qing also ate. Shen Qing slept in on the weekend, so he didn't want to eat breakfast either.

Then he tried to go around the willow branches.

Liu Zhizhi took another step to the right and stopped Yan Bei.

"Brother Yan, I guessed you didn't have breakfast." Liu Zhizhi took out the breakfast in her hand and handed it to Yan Bei, "Here, this is for you!"

Yan Bei casually joked, "How do you know I didn't have breakfast? You followed me, didn't you?"

Liu Zhizhi pursed her lips and said, "I would like to follow you, but I'm afraid you'll hit me!"

Yan Bei curled the corners of his mouth and said, "You're right!" When he saw Liu Zhizhi holding the breakfast and handing it to him, he said, "Thank you, but I don't want to eat breakfast anymore." Yan Bei did not take the breakfast from Liu Zhizhi's hand.

"Brother Yan, why don't you eat? Skipping breakfast is bad for your health. Next time, if your girlfriend doesn't make breakfast for you, tell me and I'll bring it to you." Liu Zhizhi said.

At this time, Xiao Yang came over and snatched the breakfast from Liu Zhizhi's hand. "Are you tired of holding it? If Brother Yan doesn't want to eat, ask me! I just didn't have breakfast."

As he said that, Xiaoyang opened the package, picked up the bun inside and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

"Mm...it smells so good. Zhizhi, if you can't finish the breakfast you buy next time, you can ask me. Or maybe I just happened to not have breakfast."

Liu Zhizhi said, "This isn't what I left over. I bought this especially for Brother Yan."

"Then next time you buy something, can you bring one for me?" Xiaoyang said.

Liu Zhizhi stretched out her chubby little hand, "Take the money!"

"Then you buy it for Brother Yan. Will Brother Yan give you money?"

"I wouldn't take it even if you gave it to me, but... you're different."

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you want me to buy breakfast, you have to pay!"

"..."

At this time, Yan Bei suddenly said, "Okay, you two stop talking, I'm going to go change my clothes first."

With that, Yan Bei walked around the two of them and entered the warehouse.

At this time, Liu Zhizhi looked at Xiaoyang and said, "Today's breakfast is ten yuan in total. Do you want to transfer it to me or give it to me in cash?"

Xiao Yang, who had just picked up a bun and eaten half of it, was stunned. "Can I not eat it?"

"No! You've already eaten."

“But I only ate one.”

"Not even one." Liu Zhizhi stretched out her little fleshy hand again.

"Okay, okay! I'll give it to you!" Xiao Yang took out a ten-yuan note from his pocket, "Here, here, here!"

Liu Zhizhi took the money without hesitation and put it in her pocket. "That's more like it!"

At this time, Yan Bei changed his clothes and came out, "Why are you two still standing here?"

When Liu Zhizhi saw Yan Bei coming out, she walked over again with a smile, "Brother Yan, Xiaoyang has eaten all the buns. You're going to be hungry now."

Xiao Yang quickly said, "I gave you money! This bun belongs to me now."

"If you hadn't eaten the buns I bought, who would want your money!" said Liu Zhizhi.

Liu Zhizhi and Xiaoyang are friends through fighting. Even though they have been colleagues for a long time, they still quarrel often.

"Okay, stop arguing, both of you. It's all about the buns, right? I'll buy one for each of you tomorrow," Yan Bei said generously. His main purpose was to not see Liu Zhizhi and Xiaoyang bickering.

"Brother Yan, are you telling the truth?" Liu Zhizhi asked.

"Uh-huh!"

"Brother Yan, you are so nice! Not only are you handsome, but you are also such a nice person." Liu Zhizhi praised. "It's just..."

Yan Bei frowned, "Just what?" He hated it most when people stopped talking in the middle of a sentence in front of him.

"It's just that you look like someone." Liu Zhizhi stared at Yan Bei's face.

Yan Bei narrowed his eyes, his expression somewhat dim. "Who does he look like?"

"Like the young master of our Yan family in Kyoto."