Lin Chunmei was very angry, and pulled Shen Anan away with a dark face.
Jiang Zhining watched them leave in disgrace, her expression cold: "Next, there will be something you will be jealous of."
After signing the lease contract, Jiang Zhining returned home.
After dinner, I became busy in the room.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Song Yuzhou returned to the room and saw Jiang Zhining holding a pen and drawing on paper.
"What is this?" Song Yuzhou was curious.
"This is the design drawing. I am designing the interior decoration of the hot pot restaurant. When the time comes, we will decorate it according to the design drawing." Jiang Zhining's eyes were still on the design drawing.
Song Yuzhou watched the pen drawing on the paper, and a shop with an antique charm came to life on the paper.
"Wife, you draw so well." Song Yuzhou exclaimed.
"I'm a professional painter." Jiang Zhining responded proudly.
She wanted to imitate the decoration of modern hot pot restaurants so that her hot pot restaurant would also have an ancient and elegant flavor.
Song Yuzhou sat aside, but saw Jiang Zhining concentrating on drawing the design, not even glancing at her.
"Wife, you have been painting for a long time, take a break." Song Yuzhou felt sorry for her busyness.
His current salary is 160 yuan, but combined with his savings from previous years, it is still enough for her to live comfortably.
But Jiang Zhining wanted to open a shop and do business. As a husband, he would naturally support her with all his strength, but he would also feel sorry for her.
"No need." Jiang Zhining didn't even raise her head.
"Wife, it's time to rest."
"You go to sleep first."
Seeing that she was absent-minded, Song Yuzhou suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
In addition, Jiang Zhining's mind has been on business these two days.
Thinking of this, Song Yuzhou decided to defend his position in Jiang Zhining's heart.
Jiang Zhining was almost done with the painting when a pair of strong hands suddenly grabbed her waist.
Song Yuzhou hugged her from behind, bent over, and rested his chin on her shoulder: "Wife."
Seeing this, Jiang Zhining looked at him curiously: "What are you doing?"
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