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Zhang Jin was busy for a long time, but did not hear Wen Minghua's voice. He raised his head and smiled at Wen Minghua, not in a hurry, and then worked hard for a while.

"..."

Her rationality was still gone. The moment she relaxed, she was still thinking, let's do it, she would get stabbed anyway whether she stretched out her head or not.

Besides, those are all things in the past. Even if he knows, what can he do?
But Zhang Jin obviously would not give in to her wishes easily. When Wen Minghua started to cooperate, he stopped instead.

"..."

This dog man is so foul.

She opened her eyes and moved uncomfortably.

Zhang Jin stretched out his hand to hold her down and took a breath:

"Don't move. You haven't answered the question I asked you before."

Wen Minghuaxin said, as she expected, he was really waiting for her here.

"I'm not, I didn't, uh... you believe me, I was just, uh... just having fun."

She didn't even remember how many times she had seen her little brother before. How could she tell him?
The smile on Zhang Jin's face remained the same, and he gritted his teeth and moved again:
"Well, I don't believe you, but do you believe it yourself?"

She was oral, but he believed that it must be true.

The two of them grew up in different eras. She was born in a developed metropolis, and what she saw and heard when she was young was different. He actually understood that her views on marriage were different from his.

Especially after he arrived here and in the Magic City, he saw more young men and women who didn't want to get married or didn't want children even after getting married. He could better understand the former Wen Minghua.

She probably never thought about getting married before, so she would treat every love like this.

No, that can no longer be called love. She treats every love as a game.

"..."

Wen Minghua closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. No matter what Zhang Jin said, she only had one sentence:
"I'm not, um... I really don't... um..."

Zhang Jin could hold his own at first, but as Wen Minghua died, he couldn't help but feel angry.

With a dark face, he suddenly turned over and changed places with Wen Minghua.

"ah!"

Wen Minghua let out a short and surprised cry, and then she felt so weak that she almost fell down.

"That's enough, Zhang Jin."

Zhang Jin said nothing, only helped her up with a dark look:
"Sit down."

"..."

Wen Minghua was about to cry, but her mind was really starting to fail.

She struggled to get up, but Zhang Jin grabbed her hands and pulled her behind her:
"Will you watch it again in the future?"

Being forced into a fixed position and unable to resist, Wen Minghua felt that her whole body was about to convulse:

"Well...I won't watch it anymore. I won't watch it anymore..."

She gritted her teeth and tears oozed from the corners of her eyes:

"I promise, um... I'll only look at you from now on."

She shook her head, struggled to finish a whole sentence, and then fell back unable to hold on any longer.

Zhang Jin finally smiled with satisfaction. He let go of his hand and took advantage of the situation to turn his back on the guest:

"Remember, otherwise you will be severely punished in the future."

In his previous life, he was quite confident. After all, he was several years younger than her and had always been well-maintained. She had never lost interest in him.

But this life is different. Although his appearance in this life is not bad, it is really not as good as in his previous life.

Besides, the environment she is in now is different. In the colorful world, she is young and beautiful. The key is, she is as excellent as ever, so excellent that even he can't catch up with her.

He was really afraid that one day she would get tired of him just like she was tired of her previous love partner. The more he thought about it, the more bitter he felt. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him who had completely lost control. He lowered his head and buried it in her shoulder, biting it:
"Minghua, don't leave me."

……

After struggling all night, Wen Minghua felt that her throat was no longer her own.

When she was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone in the morning, she was so angry that she kicked Zhang Jin, who was still hugging her while she was sleeping.

Zhang Jin was awakened and was not angry. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed her forehead:

"Is it not good?"

He doesn't mind trying a little harder.

"..."

Wen Minghua lost her temper because of his shamelessness.

"Hand me the phone."

Zhang Jin stood up refreshed and handed her the mobile phone on the bedside table:
"I'll make some porridge, and you can lie down."

It looks like the time is a bit late.

He thought of today's training mission and rubbed his waist without leaving a trace.

Wen Minghua ignored him and answered the phone.

The call was from Ms. Cheng. She told Wen Minghua that this year, the company’s annual meeting will be moved forward to the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and she will return to her hometown after the end:

"Your father is thinking about you and will go back to celebrate your great grandfather's birthday."

Wen Minghua calculated the time in his mind. She might be a few days late, but Zhang Jin could be ahead of schedule, but he would definitely wait for her:
"I may not have a holiday until the 27th."

In the past, her company was able to release short plays on the 24th, but this year was different. Didn't this include a new short play production department?
The short play they are currently producing will be released before the Spring Festival, so before then, she will definitely not be able to leave.

It wasn't that she was worried about Lin Bo. Based on Lin Bo's performance in the past six months, she already fully believed in Lin Bo's abilities.

It's just that it can't be that even the employees are on vacation, but her boss is missing, right?
Ms. Cheng obviously knew that Wen Minghua was very busy, so she didn't force it. She only hesitated on the phone:
"Where's Zhang Jin? Will he go back to his hometown for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"..."

Wen Minghua laughed and looked at Zhang Jin who was busy in the kitchen:
"You ask me directly, will Zhang Jin come with me and go back to our hometown?"

Is there any need to beat around the bush and hesitate like this?
Cheng Lingrong on the opposite side paused again, then roared:
"Then tell me if he will go?"

Wen Minghua laughed out loud:

"Okay, okay, your son-in-law has said before that he will be with us every year from now on during the Chinese New Year."

In Zhang Jin's hometown, apart from an uncle, there are uncles and aunts. It's okay not to go back during the Chinese New Year. Just go back a few days later or a few days early to pay New Year greetings.

Zhang Jin shook his head, smiled and placed the freshly fried eggs in front of Wen Minghua, and then moved them to the phone:
"Mom, Minghua and I were just about to ask you, what gifts should we prepare for the elders at home?"

Wen Minghua’s head is full of black lines:
If you want to be shameless, when will you change your name to "Mom"?

Wen Kai's voice came from the microphone:
"You don't have to prepare. I've already prepared it. Are you going back with Minghua, or are you leaving with us first?"

Doesn't this mean that Zhang Jin wants to go back with them first?

The mobile phone in Wen Minghua's hand was taken away by Zhang Jin:

"Dad, have you and mom had breakfast?"

Zhang Jin pointed to the plate with eggs and motioned to Wen Minghua to eat first, while he entered the kitchen again while talking on his cell phone.

Wen Minghua could still clearly hear what he said:

"I want to go back with you and mom first, but I'm not very relieved that Minghua is here alone."

(End of this chapter)