the landlord is a former

The silver ring is inlaid with the bright geometric lines of the letters, embellished with brilliant and brilliant diamonds, shining finely and shinyly, with simplicity and purity in delicacy.

Fu Baiqiu stared at the ring intently, making sure that he heard correctly, the breath hanging in his nose slowly exhaled, joy flooded his eyes, and the corners of his mouth deepened a bit.

She took a ring, took Shi Jinzhi's hand, and put it on the ring finger carefully, then raised her head, stretched out her other hand, and said with a smile: "Okay."

Shi Jinzhi's bright eyes sparkled, he understood immediately, picked up another ring, and put it on for her solemnly and sacredly.

"Honey, do you like it?"

"like very much."

Fu Baiqiu touched the ring and looked it over carefully, "Do you want to post a Weibo?"

After the love affair was exposed, Jin Zai became a veritable "Jiquan Carrying the Hand". Various fandoms emerged one after another, but people were most interested in Fu Baiqiu, the "mysterious girlfriend". After digging deeply, they really dug up some things .

For example, she used to be the school belle of Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School, for example, she used to work in a funeral parlor.

Although it didn't have a substantial impact on her life, it was really uncomfortable to be pointed and discussed all the time.If the daughter-in-law wants to show affection, she will cooperate.

"No." Shi Jinzhi hooked her neck and kissed her, "We just have to be happy with our own affairs, there is no need to provide outsiders with gossip and chatter."

"Zai Zai has grown up, old mother, I am very pleased."

"what???"

Fu Baiqiu pursed his lips and chuckled.

"Ms. Mao, are you asking for a beating?" Shi Jinzhi grabbed her ear and twisted it, not too hard, and then bit his teeth.

"Hey, it hurts—"

The door of the small guest room was opened, Xia Lan came out and saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, Shi Jinzhi had already seen her, at that moment her breathing was stagnant, her whole heart was so nervous that it was pulled.

"Xia Xia?" Shi Jinzhi showed surprise on his face, then he seemed to remember something, let go of his daughter-in-law in his arms, and walked quickly towards the girl.

"Have you practiced the piano these days? Why didn't you report it? I will check in a while, so you can prepare."

Xia Lan: "..."

After finishing speaking, Shi Jinzhi turned to look at his daughter-in-law again, "And you."

Fu Baiqiu: "..."

Shi Jinzhi enjoys being a teacher very much. At present, her career focuses on piano performance, but sooner or later she will develop in the direction of piano education. Self-comprehension and teaching students are two different things, so she will first practice with her family.

"You guys have breakfast first, I've eaten it, sleep for a while." She yawned and went upstairs with her bag.

Fu Baiqiu and Xia Lan looked at each other, they spread their hands together and smiled helplessly.

This time when Shi Jinzhi returned to China, she had about a week of rest, and then she was about to fly to North America. After the first wave of publicity activities was over, it was Fu Baiqiu's birthday. She secretly planned a birthday concert to surprise her daughter-in-law.

Fu Baiqiu didn't know about it, he just saw her making and answering the phone non-stop these days.Because both of them can speak English and German, Shi Jinzhi needed to stay away from her when talking on the phone. At first she was curious, worried that Jinzai would encounter something and wanted to hide it from herself, but then she let him go, and she believed her.

"Honey, I'm eating at Qiao Lu's house at noon, so I won't be coming back. Let's go meet the designer together in the afternoon."

Shi Jinzhi stood in front of the full-length mirror, put on the new clothes bought by his wife, carefully looked at himself from head to toe, no matter how beautiful he looked, he couldn't help twisting his waist and humming a ditty.

"......it is good."

Fu Baiqiu was lying on the bed, only showing a pair of half-open eyes, his face was tired, and he answered weakly.

Jinzai has boundless energy, she had been doing it all night last night, at first she still had some strength, but in the end she simply let the other party manipulate her.At three or four o'clock in the morning, the two of them would fall asleep, and before eight o'clock she would be woken up again by Hibiscus Cub.

After the stalker left, she squinted for a while, then got up to wash the sheets and quilt covers.

"Wife~" Just as she was thinking, the stalker entangled her, and the warm breath enveloped the tip of her nose and slid onto her lips.

"..."

She resigned herself to her fate, and didn't even want to say "Don't make trouble", she took the initiative to lift the quilt and slipped away. Her skin was a little cold when it came into contact with the air.

Shi Jinzhi: "???"

"Hurry up, I have to wash the sheets, and they won't dry them in the afternoon." Fu Baiqiu lazily rolled his eyelids.

Shi Jinzhi looked down at her cunt, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, pulled the quilt over her and covered her, "Where are you going, I just want to kiss you."

Fu Baiqiu had an expression of "I believe you a ghost".

——Pop chirp!

Hibiscus kissed her eyes, then the bridge of her nose, lips, and chin.

Going on, I didn’t dare, I squeezed Mao Mao dry yesterday, I must have a good rest today, otherwise I won’t have the energy to meet the designer.

"My wife, be good, wait for me at home." She said and kissed again.

Fu Baiqiu snorted, turned his back, buried his face in the pillow, and ignored her.

During the rare vacation, Qiao Lu wrote songs and played at home.

The walls of the huge house are covered with oil paintings, including landscapes and figures, with fresh tones and novel compositions, which add a touch of elegance to the minimalist decoration style here, like walking into an art gallery.

Shi Jinzhi looked around, clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said, "You are in a daze."

"Art is also art." Qiao Lu brought two glasses of margaritas that he personally mixed and put them on the table. Apart from his family, only Jinzhi could enjoy this treatment.

She was wearing a dark blue silk long-sleeved shirt with untied cuffs, which was left open lazily. Her black narrow-leg pants made her legs look long and straight. She was pulling gray cloth slippers on her feet. .

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Shi Jinzhi squinted at her, and unceremoniously picked up his glass and took a sip of wine, "The new hairstyle is nice, did you want it yourself or was it requested by the team?"

"I think it's so pretty." Qiao Lu casually picked up the mirror and looked at it, still smug.

In the past, she had short hair, no longer than the earlobe, clean and tidy, and more than handsome. She was often mistaken for a T, or even a T, but in fact she was an "old woman" at heart.

The new hairstyle is still short, but it is longer than before. There is a thin layer of bangs on the front of the forehead, and the back is from long to short and falls to the earlobe. More than revealing.

Her type is very popular in the Ji circle, especially the celebrity halo and talent. She only needs to stand there, and in the blink of an eye, she can electrocute the drooling little Ji cub to death.

It's a pity that this person has a straight steel pipe.

"Is it because you are afraid of being regarded as an iron T again?" Shi Jinzhi teased, winking.

Qiao Lu clicked his tongue, put down the mirror, and frowned pretending to be angry: "Sister, I can wear a fairy-like skirt, and I can hold a men's suit. I am known as the ever-changing queen, can a mere misreading affect me? "

"Really? In the fanfiction of the two of us, you only attack and don't."

"you look at it?"

Shi Jinzhi was suddenly at a loss for words, he hesitated in response, and tried to change the subject: "Did you buy vegetables? Did you agree to cook a big meal for me at noon?"

"The assistant went to buy it." Qiao Lu replied casually, not intending to let her go, "I didn't expect that Sister Jin actually reads her own fanfiction. What will happen if your wife finds out?"

"..."

Will be cold and violent for a whole day, sleep in the guest room for another night, and then cry and beg for mercy on the bed——

When he was distracted, Qiao Lu lowered his head to take out his mobile phone, glanced at the screen, his lazy expression suddenly became vivid, his fingertips jumped quickly, showing an auntie smile.

"You're not suing Maomao, are you?"

"No, chat."

"Who?"

"My idol."

Seeing that she didn't lift her head, but the corners of her mouth were grinning almost to her ears, Shi Jinzhi felt puzzled, and suddenly remembered the little painter she mentioned last time, and asked, "Is it 'Chu Xia'?"

"Nonsense, how many people do you think are qualified to be my idols?"

"..."

Shi Jinzhi rolled his eyes, this person has tens of millions of fans, he should be the one who understands the so-called "idol psychology" best, the boss is not young, but he looks like a fool and easy to deceive.

She had to remind: "You don't have to like the hen that lays eggs to like eggs. You'd better be careful, don't be killed by someone."

Qiao Lu ignored her and chatted happily with the idol.

Hopeless.

The two got together, at noon Qiao Lu cooked for himself, opened a bottle of red wine, and drank most of the bottle down, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"I think I'm going to bend." Qiao Lu suddenly said.

"Ok?"

Looking at the empty goblet, she poured some for herself, with a slightly drunken face, "How did you feel when you saw your wife for the first time?"

Shi Jinzhi's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and looked up at her: "You might as well ask yourself, what was it like seeing your ex-boyfriend for the first time."

"The opposite sex is different. They are hormones, which are influenced by a little bit of biological primitive reproductive instinct, but because humans are advanced animals, apart from reproduction, they also have other spiritual needs, such as love."

Qiao Lu frowned tightly, raised his head to drink, and then continued to pour himself.

"Sister, whether you can bend or not, I don't know, but you may be slaughtered, I know very well." Shi Jinzhi took the red wine bottle and put it on the ground behind her, preventing her from drinking any more.

Qiao Lu snorted, did not speak, and buried himself in his food.

She always wanted to touch the phone, but repeatedly put her hand to the side and dismissed it. When her best friend talked to her, she answered absent-mindedly, and couldn't articulate a few sentences.

Shi Jinzhi couldn't take it anymore, put down his chopsticks, and said seriously: "Have you met before? If you haven't, it's just like this. You're imposing a presupposition on others, do you understand that you're being sentimental?"

"I've seen it, but I didn't show my face."

"..." The previous sentence was like she was farting.But it's not completely wrong. I just met but didn't understand it. It's also a forced presupposition.

At that time, the reality will not match the imagination. It is not that the other party's character has collapsed, but the old sister's presupposition has collapsed.

Qiao Lu's eyes blurred, and he said to himself: "Just like I imagined, a girl in her 20s has a very special temperament. I can't explain it. I want to write a song. I..."

"You're going to be scammed."

"???"

"Forget it, anyway, you have plenty of money, so it's good to cheat a little bit of long-term memory."

Shi Jinzhi shook his head and sighed, and changed the subject at the right time, "October [-]th, Carnegie Hall, New York, are you coming?"

"what?"

"My wife's birthday concert."

Qiao Lu nodded, with a sad face, and complained: "You two reward me with dog food every day, so you don't want to bully me like this."

Now there is a love triangle storm on the Internet, people who eat giraffe cp screen Qiao Lu's "I can't love it" all day long, it's miserable, when she is invited to this kind of dog food concert, the fans will definitely climax .

Go, will be said to be "blessing with a smile", "seeing you loving others".

If you don't go, you will be said to be "heartbroken hard to heal" and "healing alone".

She is so difficult.

Shi Jinzhi stuck out his tongue at her, pursed his lips and snickered.

Before meeting with the designer in the afternoon, Shi Jinzhi took his wife to a private cemetery to visit his mother.

Although the photo on the tombstone is old and yellow, but the appearance is clearly recognizable. It is a beautiful and generous woman with a pair of seductive eyes. The mother and daughter's eyes are almost exactly the same.

Fu Baiqiu offered to clean the cemetery. Although it was not the Qingming and winter solstice, there was dust in the garden, so cleaning was very necessary.

The two of them worked for more than an hour, cleaning the cemetery, and then laid out the flowers they brought in front of the tombstone. Fu Baiqiu shyly called "Mom" to the photo.

At about 03:30, they drove to the conference hall of xx Hotel.

Decio, a haute couture wedding dress designer from Milan, is a long-time music fan of Shi Jinzhi, and the two are also good friends. Hearing that she is going to get married next year, he specially traveled thousands of miles to China to customize a wedding dress for her.

Only when you see it will you know that there are not one bride, but two.

Shi Jinzhi's Italian is relatively unfamiliar. At the beginning, he thought that the focus of his career was not in southern Europe, so he didn't study hard. Fu Baiqiu simply didn't know it at all, so the three of them simply spoke English.

Decio took hundreds of flat photos of them, from head to toe, at any angle, and took another long video and short video, and then measured the size.

"The first time I designed wedding dresses for two brides at the same time, it was a real surprise."

"God bless you."

They hugged Decio respectively, sat down and flipped through magazines of wedding dress templates.

Choose a style and style that you generally like, and communicate with the designer, but it does not mean that the final wedding dress will be consistent with the communication result, because it is often an unexpected surprise, even unexpected to yourself.

"Hey, I think this is pretty." Shi Jinzhi pointed at the picture, then turned to look at his wife, "Does it look like a flower fairy?"

The wedding dress in the picture is lotus root pink. The princess-style tutu skirt is covered with embroidered lace.

Fu Baiqiu browsed carefully and nodded: "It has the hazy beauty of a fairy tale princess."

"Today, this princess is not waiting for the prince, but for another princess." Shi Jinzhi leaned over and whispered in her ear, holding her hand and interlocking fingers.

Fu Baiqiu blinked, and said cooperatively: "It's a coincidence, I'm also waiting for a princess." He quickly kissed the corner of her lips.

The two lowered their heads and snickered.

"This one is also pretty, suitable for my wife."

"Ah, and this one."

"I think they all look good, what should I do? I want to wear them all..."

Shi Jinzhi's eyes were glued to the pictures of wedding dresses, his eyes flashed with excitement, but Fu Baiqiu didn't care to look at them, his eyes were tightly wrapped around her face, becoming more and more confused.

It is unbelievable that they have been separated for several years.

Time goes by, time passes by, countless days and nights, countless differences in one thought, it is impossible to get to this point if there is a little less, and finally they can return to each other, perhaps the fate is unfinished, and they are destined to stay together in this life.

She thought many times that if she couldn't meet the second Jinzhi in this life, she would die alone.

But the person she loves cannot be copied, and it is foreseeable that she will be lonely and old in this life. When she was preparing for the most pessimistic, God favored her. Only then did she realize that she has never let go, and it must be this person.

How lucky she is.