Chapter 410

was different from that before marriage.Hai Ling knows that a truly affectionate man will remain affectionate no matter how his wife changes, but most men will dislike his wife when she is out of sha...Chapter 410

Zhan Yin answered her phone soon.

"Mr. Zhan, how are you this morning Is it going to hold up If you can't hold it, you'll ask for leave after the meeting and come back for half a day's rest. "

listening to her concern, Zhan Yin was in a happy mood. He leaned back in the black swivel chair, turned it back and forth, and said, "I drank another cup of coffee after I went back to the office." It's almost time to get off work. I can get some sleep soon. "

"Don't you eat"

"I am so sleepy that I have no appetite and do not want to eat."

"how can I have to eat I've been busy all morning. If I don't eat lunch again, I'll starve my stomach and it's hard to get it back."

Zhan Yin said softly, "I just don't want to eat it."

"you go to bed after work. I'll bring you some food later. I'll call you when I get to your office gate."

he stayed up all night for the sake of her sister. In public and private, Hai Tong could not allow Zhan Yin to skip lunch.

"well, I'll get some sleep at the office first. Call me when you come over and drive carefully."

"I slept in the shop for a long time, and now I am in good spirits. It's all right. You're busy first, and get some sleep when you're done. "

Haitong said that and hung up the phone.

then he got up and went into the kitchen, took out an insulated lunch box, washed it and said to his aunt, "Auntie Zhan won't come back for dinner. I'll send it to him." You guys eat first, just save me some food, and I'll eat it when I get back. "

Aunt Liang said hurriedly, "the meal is ready. You can eat it when your sister comes over. Otherwise, you eat first." When you come back to eat, it will probably be after one o'clock in the afternoon. You'll be starving. "

Hai Tong thought about it, and asked his aunt to serve rice, pick up food and soup for Zhan Yin. Anyway, the heat preservation lunch box was full.

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she quickly drank a bowl of soup and picked a bowl of rice without much food.

after filling her stomach three or two times, she picked up the warm lunch box and said to her aunt, "I'll deliver the food first, Auntie Liang. When you're busy, you can keep an eye on Yangyang."

the students are self-conscious and don't need to look at it. Shen Xiaojun is in charge of collecting money.

"I will. Please deliver the meal to Mr. Zhan quickly."

Auntie Liang is more afraid that the young master will be hungry.

urged Haitong to deliver the meal quickly.

Zhan Yin on the other side, after finishing the phone call with his wife, happily sent a message to Sunan.

"you go to the hotel for lunch by yourself, but I won't go."

Su Nan replied to him quickly, asking him, "are you going to eat in his wife's shop again"

Zhan Yin replied, "I'm extremely sleepy. I'll make up for my sleep first. My wife loves me and brings me food herself."

Sunan doesn't want to reply to him.

I feel like I've been fed another mouthful of dog food.

he seriously suspected that Zhan Yin was showing love, stimulating him and making him look forward to a blind date with Shen Xiaojun, and then Zhan Yin could receive a red packet from the matchmaker.

"knock, knock."

there was a knock at the door.

interrupts Zhan Yin, who still wants to show his love.

the people outside pushed the door in without waiting for him to respond.

is impressively his grandmother.

"Grandma, what are you doing here"

is still at this time.

Haitong will be here soon. Is Grandma stepping on the spot to be a light bulb

the old lady not only came, but also dragged in a suitcase.

Zhan Yin turned green when she saw the suitcase that Grandma was dragging. She frowned and asked, "Grandma, what are you doing"irs. In short, they are all bits and pieces of their husband and wife.Hai Tong doesn't know when these photos were posted, let alone when they were taken.but in the romantic venue, looking at the phot...