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Ji Chenhao didn't like to talk to her, so she didn't even bother to look at him once he made a ruckus. Ji Chenhao refused to let her go as he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Sister-in-law, come quickly and watch your waiter play cards. The waiter is mighty, we lost miserably!"

The rest of the people also followed along and shouted,

"Sister-in-law, come over quickly. The moment Sister-in-law comes over, Second Young Master is confused, we can win it back!"

They wanted nothing more than to cover her ears. They were definitely his brothers, a motley crowd. They wanted to help him bully her, but only Long Yi smiled and helped her.

Afterwards, somehow, she was still dragged to his side by them. Her face almost darkened, but he unceremoniously pulled her over and handed her his card.

"Wife, let's see which one will appear?"

She was almost angered to the point of bursting her lungs out. She clenched her teeth and casually said one piece, but in the end he really did say what she said. The most shocking thing was that he actually won, and even a grand slam.

After a moment of shock, the crowd could not accept it and shouted for the two KISS. It was obvious that he was very happy, and not only because he had won, he also leaned his head forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

In the end, that group of people didn't give up and frowned while glaring at him to express their displeasure.

He looked at the group of brothers with a troubled expression and sighed.

"It's hard to refuse a favor, why not …" Let's go with the plan! "

There was a faint hint of elation in his last tone, and a smile of success from his treachery

When he let go of her, she was curled up in his arms, looking embarrassed as she raised her head to look. She felt that this group of people had already agreed to take care of her.

When they finally left, everyone started getting up and putting on their clothes, and she suddenly realized that her cell phone was missing. She was so anxious that she had to blame him for taking her to play cards and sing songs all night.

He obviously didn't understand her anxiety very well,

"Try calling and you'll know!"

Then he took out his cell phone and dialed her number. Everyone quieted down and turned off the music in the box to listen to the sound. A moment later, Ji Chen Hao took out her cell phone from under a seat and took a look at the caller ID.

"Low fat, the caller ID shows my husband is dead …"

"Cough, cough ~ ~ ~"

She suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. She rushed forward and snatched back her phone. She wished that there was a crack in the floor where she could hide. However, he secretly smiled and raised his eyebrows.

She had been so angry with them all night that she pushed him away from her after they had parted that she was going to take a cab back, but before she could get a taxi, his silver-gray car stopped in front of her.

She ignored him with a cold face, and he said innocently,

"Wife, I'm in the wrong. Don't be angry, if there's anything you want to say, we can talk about it when we get home …"

The crowd behind her immediately looked at her, and she had no choice but to get into his car.

He was already so humble, with so many people guarding him, there was no way she could not give him face.

And when he came home, he hugged her to make her happy, and she was so annoyed by him that she couldn't help but yell,

"Gu Mo Cheng, are you tired?"

"Not tired, not tired …"

The rest of his days were ordinary and uneventful. He simply lived a simple life, and she kept a low profile by his side. The outside world still had all kinds of imaginations about their marriage.

Because she had nearly lost her life in the sea on the anniversary of her wedding the previous year, it had become an unforgettable day for both of them.

The two of them had originally remembered that day, but after arriving in front of them, he suddenly had matters to attend to and went abroad. She was too preoccupied with her thesis, so she had completely forgotten about that day.

On a bright morning, when she was still sweating profusely in her Master's office as she was being lectured by her teacher, he called her again and again. She was scared stiff by his teacher's merciless gaze until cold sweat dripped down her forehead and hung up his phone for the first time.

"Don't you know you need to be very focused on your phone when you change papers? Who's calling me, over and over again? If there's anything big, I can't wait until after it's been fixed! "

Nun Mun squinted her sharp eyes and asked her in a displeased tone.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead and blurted out,

"My husband …"

She was too afraid of her teacher, too afraid that she would kill her thesis with a wave of her hand, so when she looked into her eyes, her brain short-circuited and she blurted it out.

The Ancestral Master was shocked on the spot. Her pupils under the golden silk threads suddenly widened, and she opened her mouth without caring about her image.

"You, you say that again? "Are you married?"

Although university students were now allowed to get married, after all, the policy had just started. Very few people were willing to be the first person to eat crab, not to mention that most of the students at this age were still in the prime of their youth. Who would be willing to step into the grave of marriage so early in the morning?

"I, I …"

Mu Wenwen bit his lips as he mumbled. 'I'm finished, I'm finished. What should I do now? If teacher found out that she was married, then my impression of her would be greatly reduced. Heavens, what about her thesis …'

She was about to sigh towards the sky. Fortunately, Luo Xintong, who had the same teacher as her, raised her head from the computer beside her to look at her teacher, as she faintly said,

"Teacher, she's talking about her boyfriend. Don't you know that young people nowadays like to call their boyfriend 'husband' …"

Mu Wenwen let out a breath of relief, only to see Senior Apprentice Sister Mo glaring fiercely at him. He didn't expect her to be such an open-minded woman, but she was truly wronged. That person was really her husband.

She texted him while she was in the bathroom,

"What's the matter? I'm changing my thesis with teacher, it's not convenient for me to pick up the phone!"

After a while, his text message came in huffily,

"Don't tell me you don't remember what day it was!"

It was only when he reminded her that she remembered that it was their wedding anniversary. When she came back from her thesis reading, she found that his car was already parked in front of the school.

She thought he wouldn't be able to come back from his business trip. Looking at his worn out appearance, he seemed to have just gotten off the plane and came back in a hurry. She couldn't help but feel a bit of sweetness in her heart.

At first, Gu Mo City was still a bit unhappy because she had forgotten that she didn't even have a text message for him. Luckily, he was abroad working tirelessly just for the sake of spending the day with her.

However, when he saw her quietly laughing in his arms, the gloom in his tired heart slowly dissipated. He only said a few words to Dragon 2 who was sitting in the front seat, "Drive!"

When he got home, he was too tired to fly home in the middle of the night. In the end, he could only hug her and sleep soundly. She was forced to sleep with him.

When the two of them woke up, the lights were already on. No one remembered that they were just hugging each other on the bed. It was unknown if it was because they didn't want to break the tranquil atmosphere or for some other reason.

They were in her small apartment right now, and she was the one who had strongly requested to come. She hoped that they could spend a day together in peace, and when they returned to the house, Old Gu would have to spend the next half day together.

However, she didn't expect that their way of celebrating the day would be like this. She found it funny even thinking about it. She lowered her eyes and looked at her lazily and asked,

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

She frowned and thought for a long time, but she still couldn't think of anything, so she could only say,

"There's nothing special I'd like to eat. Why don't I go and take a look at what's in the fridge to make something!"

He quietly looked at her black eyes. There was not a trace of impurity or desire in them, only clarity and clarity. He nodded his head, and she smiled as she kissed his lips before getting up and getting off the bed.