Chapter 428 Reality version of forgetting about girls for a beautiful woman

Song Chengran looked innocent, "This is not taught in the textbook, I can't do it."

He was still righteous?

Li Shanhu's eyes went darker. "Brother Chengran, how can you bring the beauty home like this?!" The emperor is really not anxious about the eunuch... Ugh! She is not a eunuch. The two stared at each other, and Li Shanhu rolled her eyes in annoyance. One has never been in love, and the other can't be in love. The person who can't be in love asks the person who has never been in love how to be in love. But, you dare to ask. Hey. She really dares to answer. I don't have experience, but I have theory. Those novels about domineering CEOs falling in love with me in my previous life, aren't they useful now? Li Shanhu regained her morale, raised her head and chest, and looked at Song Chengran, "Brother Chengran, do you believe me?" Song Chengran, "I... can trust you... right?" What does it mean to trust her... right? Li Shanhu snorted, "Believe it or not, if you don't believe me, forget it." She didn't want to teach him anymore. "Doudou, don't, I believe you, I believe you." Seeing her roll her eyes and stand up to leave, Song Chengran hurriedly stopped her. Li Shanhu took a breath, "Forget it, since you are my brother, I won't bother with you. The most important thing now is to help you get your sister-in-law. It's rare for you to meet someone you like, and it's even rarer that the other person is interested in you..." If these two are not put together, it would be a waste of their excellent genes. When Song Chengran heard her say that Zhou Jiahui was also interested in him, his eyes lit up, "Really? You also think she is interested in me?" Li Shanhu nodded, looking at her brother's silly smile with disdain. "You said we are both interested, and I asked her to marry me, why did she let me ask you about the marriage process?" Song Chengran looked at Li Shanhu puzzled. Li Shanhu almost choked on her own saliva. She looked at Song Chengran who really didn't understand, and sighed, "Brother Chengran, you are really stupid! Haven't you eaten pork or seen a pig run? Think about how other people get married, how can you talk about marriage, you..." Zhou Jiahui didn't put him on the blacklist, it can be seen that she really likes her. Song Chengran frowned and pondered Li Shanhu's words, "You mean, I have to find a matchmaker to propose marriage, make a promise, and pay a gift..." "Now it's a new society, you should integrate it?" Li Shanhu reminded him. Song Chengran looked at her and blinked, "...How to integrate it?" Li Shanhu, "..." "You have to pursue her first!!! Pursue! Do you understand? Show your 200% sincerity, let the other party see and touch it, from... no matter which level, anyway, you have to make her think that marrying you can make her live a better life, happier and more joyful than living alone, make her feel that she has someone to rely on, that you can be relied on and can shelter her from the wind and rain and be her safe haven, instead of marrying you and being your mother, not to mention the lower quality of life, but also worrying about everything, living a more tiring life than being alone..." Li Shanhu simmered a pot of chaos, and after speaking, she took a deep breath and looked at Song Chengran. "Brother Chengran, do you understand what I'm saying?" Is what she said easy to understand? Song Chengran frowned tightly, as if he was thinking, "I'll go back and think about it." Li Shanhu saw him almost bump into the door when he left the conference room, and raised her hand to slap her forehead. Song Chengran digested Li Shanhu's words for a whole night. The next day at work, he put a bunch of food on Zhou Jiahui's desk. Zhou Jiahui was confused and asked him, "What are you doing?" "I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought a portion of all the food I saw on the way here. Try it and see which one you like. I'll bring you something tomorrow." Song Chengran said seriously. Zhou Jiahui glanced at Li Shanhu's office. Li Shanhu was still sleeping at home and didn't come. "...I've had breakfast here, so you don't have to buy breakfast for me." Zhou Jiahui explained, and put away the breakfast and handed it to Song Chengran. Song Chengran said, "Okay, then..." He took the breakfast and wanted to put it in the refrigerator. Zhou Jiahui's forehead jumped, and she chased after him and asked, "You don't want to put this breakfast in the refrigerator and give it to me tomorrow?" Song Chengran glanced to the side, looked at her eyebrows and smiled softly. "You said you don't like leftovers, I remember." The smile looked a little silly, but it was sincere, especially when the two were close to each other, Song Chengran's eyes were all reflected in her, his eyes were black and bright, and there was something else than the drunk Song Chengran. Zhou Jiahui was a little dazed for a moment. When she reacted, her claws actually touched Song Chengran's eyes. Her heart stagnated, and she quickly withdrew her hand, forcing a dry smile to cover it up, "There's something on your eye." Song Chengran touched it and asked doubtfully, "Is it?" Zhou Jiahui took a deep breath, nodded affirmatively, and turned away. She turned her back and patted her face weakly. Remind yourself, Zhou Jiahui, don't be a fangirl! Noon, conference room. Li Shanhu and Teacher Yang looked at Song Chengran speechlessly, and then looked at the dozens of breakfasts on the table. "Brother Chengran, do you mean that Sister Zhou doesn't like to eat leftovers, so you gave these breakfasts to us as lunch?" Song Chengran nodded, "It's not a good waste." Li Shanhu gave him a thumbs up, "You are really good." Teacher Yang chuckled. Li Shanhu pointed outside again, "That lunch box was made for me by Auntie Yanhong, right?" "You have lunch today, here." Song Chengran pushed the bowl of strange-tasting bean juice in front of Li Shanhu. Li Shanhu, "..."

She turned to look at Teacher Yang, "Let's kick this love-brained guy out of the company?"

Teacher Yang laughed, watching the brother and sister bickering and amusing each other over a meal.

In the end, Li Shanhu still ate the breakfast that Song Chengran didn't send out angrily. If she didn't eat it, she would have nothing to eat. She was still a child and it was the time for her to grow up...

This is not over yet. When she got home from work, Song Chengran stopped her, "Remember to tell my mother that you want to eat steamed pork ribs, Yangzhou fried rice, and stir-fried Chinese cabbage tomorrow..."

Li Shanhu's face darkened and she gritted her teeth, "Song Chengran, you can also tell Aunt Yanhong that you want to eat the food she cooks..."

"I know, I plan to tell my mother that I want to eat lion's head, black chicken soup, and stir-fried mushrooms and green vegetables." Song Chengran nodded.

Li Shanhu, "..."

She wiped her face and praised Song Chengran.

The real-life version of forgetting a girl for a beautiful woman.

Well, let's put this account aside for now, and she will settle it with him after they get married!

Not to mention, Jiang Yanhong didn't notice that he ordered dishes in such a scattered manner.

Zhou Jiahui was also very happy with the meal, and even praised Song Chengran, "I didn't expect that your cooking is so delicious."

Song Chengran opened his mouth to say that the meal was not cooked by him, but was stopped by Li Shanhu.

Privately "teach" (trick) him, "Who will cook for you after you get married? You can't let Sister Zhou be like your mother, who is tired after a day of work and then serves you and the children after work, right? You have to learn how to cook, so that after work she can coax the children while you cook, and you share the housework, right?"

Song Chengran believed it and began to practice cooking skills with Aunt Song and Jiang Yanhong after work.

Zhou Jiahui suddenly found that there were always one or two of her favorite dishes that were particularly difficult to swallow every day.

But after a month, the taste of the food began to return to normal. Although it was not as delicious as at the beginning, it was indeed her favorite, every one of them.

After work that day, Song Chengran drove Zhou Jiahui to the alley outside their home as usual. When Zhou Jiahui got out of the car and said goodbye to him, he called her, "Zhou Jiahui, can I ask you to be my girlfriend now?"

Zhou Jiahui half bent over and looked into Song Chengran's eyes in the driver's seat.

She tilted her head slightly and smiled at him brilliantly, "Yes."