Han Yao was startled, she sat up straight, her face turned completely red in a second, her eyes opened wide, she did not even dare turn her head, and just sat there stiffly.

"Why are you blushing? We are now husband and wife, if I kiss you and you blush so much, then won't you be exposing yourself to the media magazines and my mom? "

Han Yao entered the bedroom blushing and ignored him.

"Ahh …"

Han Yao shook her head, controlling herself to not think anymore.

"Wife, I'm going to work!"

Wife?

Han Yao's calm little heart started beating again.

Why did he speak so smoothly?

Nanfeng Haozhe saw that she was embarrassed, and did not tease her further. He put on his shoes and headed out to work.

By the time Han Yao finished packing up, it was already past ten. Since her grandmother was still in the hospital, Han Yao took a break and didn't go to work at the company.

Although it was already autumn, the sky was still cloudless and clear.

Occasionally, there would be a gust of cold wind, causing a few leaves to fall.

"Grandmother, you have to get better as soon as possible."

Han Yao tiptoed as she looked at her grandmother in the Intensive Care Unit, the old lady in the sickbed, her silver hair, and her weak breathing. Her face was kind and quiet, and Han Yao's heart was held tightly.

"Madame Nanfeng, you can go in and take a look."

The young nurse politely told Han Yao, and Han Yao walked into the Intensive Care Unit. Unlike other wards, the intensive care unit was isolated from bacteria, and the patient was special, so only the scheduled visiting hours were allowed in each day.

Han Yao walked in and fearfully pulled out a red book from her bag. She opened the first page and showed the picture with the steel stamp on it to her grandma.

"Grandma, open your eyes and look. I'm married. Aren't you always worrying about my life? Let me tell you, I'm married, and I'm married to a rich family. He looks cold on the surface, and even I am a little afraid of him, but he is a good man, and he is kind to me, Grandmother.

As Han Yao spoke, tears rolled down her face.

"If you cry, Grandma will worry."

A soft yet magnetic voice came from behind him. Han Yao then quickly wiped the corner of her eyes, and looked towards the panting Nanfeng Haozhe: "Why are you here?"

"Grandmother's daily visiting hours are right here. No matter how busy I am, I have to come. Besides, the hospital just called me, so I can operate on Grandma tomorrow! The success rate of the operation is seventy percent, you don't have to worry too much! "

"Really?"

Nanfeng Haozhe nodded his head firmly, causing Han Yao to laugh through her tears.

The nurse comforted Han Yao: "Madame Nanfeng, Chief Executive Officer of Southwind treats you so well. "Don't worry, all of our drugs are the best and the side effects are relatively small. Your grandma's condition today is much better than yesterday."

"Right." The nurse's words made Han Yao finally heave a sigh of relief.

Han Yao sniffed and allowed Nanfeng Haozhe to lead him out of the hospital.

He, a gentleman, elegantly opened the door for her. How many people were envious of him, and at the same time, how many people's dreams of marrying into a rich family were ruined!

"I'm sorry, the reason why I told grandma that I'm married just now was because I wanted to goad her …"

Han Yao pinched the Marriage certificate in her hand, her eyes full of guilt.

"We were married."

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he smiled at her, then asked gently: "What do you want to eat for lunch today?"

"Oh right, I've already taken a leave of absence. I want to take a few days off. If you want to go somewhere for your honeymoon, I'll take you there."

"Honeymoon?"

Han Yao was in disbelief.

Why did she always have the illusion that he wasn't acting, but was actually enjoying his married life?

Han Yao hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Grandmother's situation isn't too good, I don't want to go anywhere. Since you're on leave, how about we go to the supermarket to buy some food to cook?"

Nangong Haozhe disapprovingly said, "Alright."

He agreed very straightforwardly. The faint smile on his face did not look like the ruthless and decisive CEO from the company at all.

Holding hands, Han Yao cuddled up beside Nanfeng Haozhe, shuttling back and forth in the supermarket that was filled with people.

He picked up the steak, and as she tiptoed for the salad dressing, he reached out in time to help her.

She went to pick up vegetables, and he picked up a box of Durex and threw it into the shopping basket. He saw a reporter secretly taking pictures nearby, and he even deliberately kissed her on the lips.

"You …"

"Don't talk, there are reporters secretly taking photos."

She stiffened and let him do as he pleased. Her entire body was tense as she walked around the supermarket. On the contrary, he was enjoying it, treating it as a show of love.

In merely half an hour, the shopping cart was already full to the brim. Han Yao nervously pulled Nanfeng Haozhe's arm, and reminded him in a small voice: "I … My wallet may not be enough. "

He shook her hand and gave her a calm smile. He handed her a credit card.

Han Yao timidly handed the card over to the cashier. She did not expect the cashier to repeatedly look at Han Yao and enviously said, "So you are a Madame Nanfeng, no wonder you have a black card."

It was said that there were only three people that could own a Black Bank Card in A City. As for who the other two were, Han Yao did not know. But she knew today that Nanfeng Haozhe was one of them.

When he was done, Nanfeng Haozhe carried the bags on his shoulder. Han Yao saw that both of his hands were full and he offered to help him carry them.

Nanfeng Haozhe smirked and handed her a box of Durex.

She embarrassedly and bashfully threw it aside.

Nanfeng Haozhe hurriedly chased after her. Rubbing at her hair that was blown around by the wind, he doted on her and said, "In the future, if I am here, I will definitely not let you suffer any grievances!"

Even though Han Yao knew that his sweet words were only for outsiders to hear, he still couldn't help but feel greed and enjoyment in his heart.

grew up with his grandmother. Her father had abandoned them because there were other women outside, so she had never been treated so well by a man since she was young.

Nanfeng Haozhe helped him time and time again. Warmth and consideration gradually melted Han Yao.

Back at his home, Han Yao was busy picking vegetables and washing the dishes. Nanfeng Haozhe was holding onto the door frame with one hand, quietly looking at her small body, while he gently walked in and wrapped his arms around her waist, he never thought that his cold kitchen would have such a warm moment.

After lunch, the two of them laid on the rattan chairs lazily in the sun.

"Du du …"

Nanfeng Haozhe's cell phone rang. It was called by the hospital, asking him to communicate with the doctor who performed the operation.

"Shall I go with you?"

As Han Yao spoke, she stood up, but Nanfeng Haozhe placed his hand on her shoulder, allowing her to rest at home.

But, when Nanfeng Haozhe left, Han Yao also received a phone call.