Zheng Wei'an, who was alone with a girl for the first time, heard Mo Zhiyuan's gentle voice, her cheeks turned redder. She almost asked Mo Zhiyuan to sit down in a hurry, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Zhiyuan, "Miss Mo, please have tea."

Zheng Wei'an followed General Zheng. He was tall and had a more tough face than Cheng Wanyun's soft facial features.

As soon as the manly voice came out, Mo Zhiyuan felt a little hot on her cheeks, and she didn't know where to look.

Mo Zhiyuan ended up with the tea handed over by Zheng Wei'an, lowered her head and took a sip, but made her drink a sweet mouth.

Zheng Wei'an looked down at Mo Zhiyuan, only to think that Mo Zhiyuan had nothing bad to look at.

Mo Zhiyuan's eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and Mo Zhiyuan's fingers were even more beautiful. For such a girl, he should meet a better man.

Zheng Wei'an only felt that there was a deer in his chest constantly hitting his chest, and his breath was filled with the sweet fragrance of honey.

"Miss Mo, I am a rough man and I don't say those good-looking scenes, but my heart for you is real. If so, if you want, I will be nice to you all my life."

Zheng Wei'an is not good at speaking. When he said these words, his face was as hot as it was burning.

After Zheng Wei'an finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Mo Zhiyuan.

Although Mo Zhiyuan had already made mental preparations when he came, when she heard Zheng Wei'an say this, her face turned red like Zheng Wei'an.

Mo Zhiyuan took out the purse he had prepared when he came, handed it to Zheng Wei'an, and whispered, "I am the same in my heart."

Looking at the delicate stings in front of him, Zheng Wei'an felt as if he had eaten ginseng fruit and felt uncomfortable.

He seemed to whistle to vent his joy in his heart.

He lifted the purse for a long time, but Zheng Wei'an did not accept it. Mo Zhiyuan instantly became a little arrogant and said without thinking, "Since Mr. Zheng doesn't want to, don't mention this matter again."

After Mo Zhiyuan finished speaking, she was about to get up and leave.

Seeing that Mo Zhiyuan was leaving, Zheng Wei'an quickly took the purse over, stuffed it into his sleeve, and smiled at Mo Zhiyuan, "I don't want to do it, I'm just too surprised and didn't react."

After Zheng Wei'an finished speaking, he took out the jade pendant he had prepared long ago and handed it to Mo Zhiyuan.

"This was given to me when I was a child, and my grandfather said that I asked me to give it to my future wife. Now that I have given it to you, you are my wife."

After being called his wife by Zheng Wei'an, Mo Zhiyuan's cheeks turned red again, but he still reached out to take the jade pendant.

When Jiujiu and Yasong came back, Mo Zhiyuan and Zheng Wei'an were sitting opposite each other and drinking tea. If it weren't for the blushing on Mo Zhiyuan's face and the unconcealed smile on Zheng Wei'an's face, Jiujiu would have thought that the two of them were not talking.

Although the two had exchanged tokens, they were not engaged yet. It was not good for the one orphans to stay together, and Mo Zhiyuan left quickly.

After Mo Zhiyuan left, Jiujiu looked at Zheng Wei'an who was smiling and disgusted, and came forward to ask for credit, "Brother, I have found a wife for you. How do you thank me?"

Zheng Wei'an, "As long as you don't want to pick the stars in the sky, I can find them for you."

Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled, "But what should I do if I just want the stars born?"

Zheng Wei'an poked Jiujiu's head unhappily, "You are all day long, just thinking about it."

The stars in the sky are not something he can want just if he wants.

However, although there are no stars in the sky, jewelry is still OK.

In order to thank Jiujiu for helping him find his wife, Zheng Weian took Jiujiu to the jewelry store and bought a set of jewelry for Jiujiu. Then he brought Jiujiu home with the satisfied Jiujiu.

After returning home, Jiujiu asked Zheng Wei'an to report today's progress to Cheng Wanyun, and she took her newly bought jewelry to the house to have a silly love.

After solving Zheng Wei'an's lifelong affairs, Jiujiu had a rare good night's sleep.

Because she helped Zheng Wei'an solve the lifelong affairs, Cheng Wanyun did not ask Jiujiu to wake up early for the first time, so Jiujiu slept comfortably.

When she got up, she saw her second brother Zheng Yian sitting on the round table in her room drinking tea.

Seeing Jiujiu come out, Zheng Yian looked resentful, "Little sister, you finally woke up, but you're waiting for death as your brother."

Zheng Yian has been working in the foreign affairs office some time ago. I haven't seen each other for a long time. Jiujiu really misses her very much.

Jiujiu ran to Zheng Yian and said in surprise, "Second brother, you are back."

"As soon as I got home, I came to you after talking to my father and mother." Zheng Yian looked at Jiujiu with a resentful look on his face, "I thought you got up early, but I didn't expect you to let me wait."

Jiujiu stuck out her tongue playfully, "Aren't this happy yesterday? I'll sleep for a while today. Besides, second brother, if you can't wait for me, just say waving to Qingliu and rest. When I get up, I will go to find you."

"Don't I miss you so much?" Zheng Yian pinched Jiujiu's cheeks, "I've been going there for two months, and I'm almost missing you. You are a little unscrupulous and don't miss me at all?"

"Why don't you think about it? I missed my second brother if I haven't seen him for a day."

Zheng Yian looked at Jiujiu with a look of believing you.

"I heard from my mother that you would help my elder brother decide on a marriage?"

Jiujiu, "What did I decide for my elder brother? It's because my elder brother and Sister Zhiyuan are in love. I'm just a thread and a bridge."

"Tsk tsk, my little sister started to do matchmaker work?" Zheng Yian picked up a small bun and threw it into his mouth while muttering, "I wonder when will my little sister help me find a wife for my brother. I am alone and can't sleep at night, so I want a soft and soft wife to help warm the bed."

Jiujiu smashed Zheng Yian's hand holding Xiaolongbao with chopsticks and said angrily, "You heard what you said to your sister? Even if you are so careless, good girls will be scared away by you."

"Little sister, can't I be wrong? Isn't it okay to think that you found one for the elder brother? Isn't it true that you feel good about it?"

Seeing Zheng Yian apologizing, Jiujiu was then kind to him, "It's good to know that it's wrong. However, I think it depends on fate when looking for a wife. Brother is the fate. As for second brother, your fate has not arrived yet. When your fate is here, I don't need to urge you to find it."

Zheng Yian originally said casually, but when he saw Jiujiu opening his mouth and shutting up his mouth, he immediately smiled, "Little girl's family, full of fate, how come she looks like a fortune teller?"

"You are the fortune teller." Jiujiu glared at Zheng Yian with dissatisfaction.

The fortune teller is an old man with a wrinkled face and a goatee. How could she be as innocent, cute and beautiful as her?

What does Zheng Yian have in mind that she actually said she is a fortune teller.
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