As soon as he came in, Li Yuanlang smelled a refreshing fragrance of flowers.

Yes, that's the taste.

The room is clean and tidy, divided into two rooms inside and outside.

The layout of the outer room is simple and elegant, especially the guzheng placed in the corners of the wall, which attracted him to walk over.

He reached out and plucked the strings and made a gentle and low sound.

After walking around the outside room, Li Yuanlang arrived at the door of the inner room.

Do you want to go in?

Breaking into someone else's home without the owner's consent is an illegal act.

Li Yuanlang hesitated, but another voice in his body reminded him: "Anyway, you have come in, this one is not bad. Have you not seen it? The door is not locked, which is equivalent to suggesting it, and it is reserved for you.

, you can come in with confidence and courage."

OK. Li Yuanlong made up his mind and pushed it gently, and the door opened again.

Obviously, the inner room is the master's bedroom.

The pots of flowers placed on the windowsill sprayed an attractive fragrance into the air.

The room is still mainly quaint, and there may be home appliances.

Walking inside, behind the antique screen, there was a large bed with two sets of quilts on the head of the bed.

And directly above the big bed, Li Yuanlang suddenly saw a huge wedding photo.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but it shocked Li Yuanlang when he saw it.

The woman in the photo is wearing a Chinese wedding dress and smiling like a flower.

It's no one else, it's Zheng Haixin.

But that man...

How could it be yourself?

After repeated confirmation, yes, it was him! Li Yuanlong.

How is that possible?

Li Yuanlang has never taken photos with Zheng Haixin, and it is even more impossible for him to wear a Chinese wedding dress and take wedding photos with her.

I carefully identified myself and smiled naturally in the photo.

However, it seems something is wrong.

He suddenly realized that this wedding photo was from PS.

The level is very high, but after careful consideration, the illusion was discovered through clues.

When Li Yuanlang was in a daze, a voice came from behind: "This is my husband and I'm married. How about it? Are you satisfied?"

I haven't heard Zheng Haixin's voice for a long time.

Li Yuanlang turned around and found that it was Zheng Haixin, standing not far behind him.

She wore a white fragrant cloud dress, showing her slender figure to the fullest.

Kuankuan walked over and looked at the wedding photo side by side with Li Yuanlang. Zheng Haixin was very immersed and intoxicated.

"Haixin, what you mentioned is...and me..."

"Yes, I got married with your photos." Zheng Haixin explained: "It is not accepted in China. It is my marriage procedures for going to Europe and my honeymoon by the way."

Li Yuanlang was amused and crying, "Hai Xin, why?"

"No," Zheng Haixin said seriously: "Just like it."

"If you like me, you can tell me, we..."

"No!" Zheng Haixin stretched out a finger and placed it on Li Yuanlong's lips, "I like not you, but your photo. Now, your photo is my legal husband, and I am the legal wife of your photo."

As she said that, she walked to the bedside, opened the drawer on the bedside table, and took out an item. It was densely packed with foreign languages, and Li Yuanlang didn't know anyone.

It's not in English, so he naturally can't understand it.

"This is my marriage certificate and I. It has a seal and an official signature, and it is true." As he spoke, Zheng Haixin couldn't help but glance at Li Yuanlang in the photo on the wall.

absurd!

This is Li Yuanlang's reaction.

It is understandable that Zheng Haixin likes him, but in the end he actually got a marriage certificate with his photo.

It is rare to see in a century, and it is a strange story for all ages.

But this happened really, right in front of Li Yuanlang.

He didn't understand why Zheng Haixin did this.

"Hai Xin." Li Yuanlong grabbed Zheng Hai Xin's shoulders and said sincerely: "Don't be tragic to yourself. If you want, I can accompany you to the Civil Affairs Bureau. We will apply for a real marriage certificate and accompany you again.

Taking a wedding photo is much better than this.”

Zheng Haixin gently pulled Li Yuanlang's hands off, shook her head and said, "It's no need, it's meaningless. I'm pretty good. If you have something to say to him, I feel very happy."

"What can you say with a photo?" Li Yuanlang was a little excited. "Shui Tingyue and I have divorced. I am single and will not have any impact on us."

"Yuen Long, you are my best confidant in my life. I hope we will maintain this relationship in the future. I have a relationship. The reason why I opened this tea room is to let you come to me when you are in a bad mood.

Relax."

"The premise is that we always have to maintain a pure relationship with friends without any emotional color. Sometimes, if we get it, it is boring, isn't it?"

Li Yuanlang was speechless.

He was moved by Zheng Haixin's approach.

Zheng Haixin came to him at the trough of his life.

In fact, marrying Zheng Haixin may be a good choice.

Zheng Haixin is excellent in all aspects. What’s rare is that they can talk to each other and have a common language.

Unfortunately, Zheng Haixin was too stubborn and would rather marry Li Yuanlang's photo than accept him.

Li Yuanlang was extremely distressed.

There is no way, it seems that I can't persuade Zheng Haixin at the moment.

The future is long, and maybe time can dilute her stubborn ideas.

After coming out of Haixin’s tea room, the night was dark.

Li Yuanlong walked on the streets of Lugao City in a complicated mood, feeling a lot of emotion.

Fang Ru first solved his son's affairs and immediately returned to the first subject to formal work.

There has also been great changes in Li Yuanlong's treatment.

This change is not only reflected in Li Yuanlang becoming the chief of the department, but also sincerely thanks Li Yuanlang for his help.

There is also Li Yuanlang who is calm when encountering things, understands right and wrong, and is reasonable. These things are exactly what Fang Ruxian lacks.

In a flash, time entered late September.

On this day, Shen Cong made an error while writing the manuscript, and obviously poured water on a set of numbers.

When Li Yuanlang found out, he called him into the office and criticized him severely.

"Shen Cong, you know Secretary Tang's temper. He is most disgusted with fraud. Where did your set of numbers come from? Did you imagine it out of thin air?" Li Yuanlang asked angrily.

Shen Cong said confidently, "I follow the numbers reported by the Audit Bureau. If you don't believe me, please see."

Li Yuanlong took Shen Cong’s report and was furious, "Shen Cong, this is from last year. There is time and date. Didn’t you see it?"

"I'll just change it, why bother to make a fuss?"

Shen Cong's disapproval made Li Yuanlang even more angry. "Secretary Tang asked for this manuscript very urgently and urged him several times. I have a lot of things here, so I can't waste it on correcting mistakes for you."

"You will make changes immediately when you go back, and send them here immediately after the correction is completed. It will delay the main business and you will have no choice."

Li Yuanlang really doesn't understand why a person like Shen Cong who only knows how to flatter him became the deputy section chief of a department.

As a result, after Chen Cong returned, he forgot such an important matter because he had an urgent matter at home and neglected it.

Li Yuanlang couldn't wait for him on the left and couldn't wait for him on the right, so he had to run to the first subject to ask for it.

When he heard Fang Ruxian say that Chen Cong had something to go out, he hated Li Yuanlang so much that his teeth were itchy.

Fang Ruxian said: "Like, I will revise the manuscript and I will send it to you in twenty minutes."

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Fang."

Even as the section chief, Li Yuanlang's name for Fang Ruxian has never changed and he always calls him Brother Fang.

Fang Ruxian is worthy of being an old writer.

It took less than ten minutes to print out the revised manuscript and placed neatly in front of Li Yuanlang.
To be continued...