Chapter 292 - I've Locked the Door

After the couple came back from their short holiday, the two of them were buried in their work and wedding preparation. Time was running out and there was so much thing to do for the wedding.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu Han's mother had volunteered to do most of the things. With their connection and money, almost everything was prepared. The invitation cards were sent out, the hall was booked and the food and drink were chosen.

The only thing that went missing was the bride and groom's outfit and their wedding photos.

After going on from shop to shop with her sister-in-law in any chances they have, Li Qin Yao finally decided on the one that she liked most. Of course, with Zhang Yu Ying's proposal, Li Qin Yao decided not to let her husband see the final dress that she had chosen. She wanted to walk down the aisle and watch the surprised look on his face.

Zhang Yu Han was working in his office when someone knocked on the door. He glanced at the time and noted that it was still too early for his wife to come over to fetch him.

After a few seconds, Wei Jun Hao walked in into his room with documents in his hand. 

"It's you," Zhang Yu Han narrowed his eyes and sighed.

Seeing the expression on his friend's face, Wei Jun Hao paused on his track. "What's with that face? Why do you look so disappointed?"

Zhang Yu Han rolled his eyes and waved his hands, signaling Wei Jun Hao to come closer.

"I brought along the documents you wanted, would you at least show me a happy expression?"

"You brought the documents?" Suddenly, there was joy in Zhang Yu Han's tone.

Wei Jun Hao clicked his tongue before he walked over and slid the documents on the table. "This is the final draft. Everything is as you have instructed. Please check. If you need me to make any adjustments, you better tell me quickly."

Zhang Yu Han flicked at the documents and a smile curled on his lips. As their wedding was approaching, Zhang Yu Han instructed Wei Jun Hao to prepare the documents to transfer his properties to his wife as his wedding gift.

Now that they were married, it was best to let his wife manage his wealth. Regarding the properties he has, Li Qin Yao should know best with what to do with them. After all, it was what she knew best.

After reading the documents properly, Zhang Yu Han nodded. "Everything looks good."

Wei Jun Hao let out a breath of relief. After working with Zhang Yu Han for a long time, he knew best that his friend can be very fussy.

Since he was satisfied with the documents, Wei Jun Hao was happy that he did not have to go through the documents again.

Wei Jun Hao stood up and picked up the documents again. "Then, I will finalize these documents. Then, we only need yours and your wife's signature."

"Just bring the documents on that day."

Wei Jun Hao nodded. Then, he slid the documents into his briefcase. The two friends chatted a little bit about the wedding preparation before Wei Jun Hao finally left the room.

However, a minute after Wei Jun Hao left his office, someone knocked on his door again. At the thought that Wei Jun Hao had come back to fetch something that he had forgotten, Zhang Yu Han let out a sigh.

Just before he could say a word to allow him in, the door swung open from the outside. The person at the door was not Wei Jun Hao as he had expected, but it was his wife.

The sour face on his face quickly turned bright. "Why are you here?" Zhang Yu Han glanced at the clock again and frowned. "Isn't it too early for you to come? Was there a change of plan?"

"Stop worrying too much, everything is fine," Li Qin Yao laughed as she walked in. "I just called the studio earlier and they have confirmed our appointment. There are still two hours before our appointment."

With Liu Hui Lan's urging, the couple finally arranged their schedule to book an appointment with a studio to shoot some pictures for their wedding. 

Zhang Yu Han heaved a sigh upon hearing her words. 

"I ran into Wei Jun Hao at the corridor just now."

"Hmm... he came to meet me to discuss something." Zhang Yu Han lowered his gaze to look at the documents on his table.

"He said he was going to meet Yu Ying," Li Qin Yao said. "I've been meaning to ask... did Wei Jun Hao liked Yu Ying?"

"You could guess?" Zhang Yu Han chuckled. "Jun Hao liked Yu Ying for years. Although, it was not as long as I have liked you."

Li Qin Yao lowered her gaze as felt a blush crept in on her face. Then, she walked over to her husband and linked her arms around his neck. "Since he's your friend, aren't you going to help him?"

Zhang Yu Han leaned down to peck at her lips. "No. Wei Jun Hao is my friend, and Yu Ying is my sister. If I meddled in and something happened between them, I wouldn't know which side I should pick."

"That's true."

A frown appeared on Zhang Yu Han's face as he thought of Wei Jun Hao. His sister has returned for months, and Wei Jun Hao has not made any progress with his wooing.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu Han wondered what was he thinking when he was asking Wei Jun Hao for dating advice in the past. Wei Jun Hao's situation was definitely worst than him.

"Hubby,"

Zhang Yu Han raised a brow at her sudden coquettish act. "Hmm?"

Li Qin Yao tightened her grip around his neck and a mischievous smile curled on her lips. "Are you busy?"

Zhang Yu Han glanced at the paperwork on his table. "Not exactly."

"How about we go home right now?"

"Huh? But didn't we have an appointment with the studio later?"

Li Qin Yao stood on tiptoed and whispered. "I checked on the calendar just now. Today should be a good day if we're going to try for a baby."

Zhang Yu Han stared at his wife speechlessly. Then, a matching mischievous smile appeared on his lips. "Do you want to try it here?"

Hearing his suggestion, Li Qin Yao quickly backed down. Zhang Yu Han watched the change in his wife's expression and laughed. But that laugh soon faded when he saw her walked over to the door.

Before he could ask her what was going on, Zhang Yu Han watched as his wife lurched towards him, and tiptoed to kiss his lips fervently.

"I've locked the door," she said between her kisses.

"Hey, slow—" Zhang Yu Han was unable to finish his words as her hands slipped down to stroke that bulging place under his pants.