"Yes." Zong Zhenglie said, reaching out and holding Sheng Xin's hand, "Actually, President Zhou doesn't need to call me Master Zongzheng. I'm already married. You can just call me Zong Zhenglie."
"Honorary titles are indispensable." Zhou Chengyu smiled, "But since you have said so, let's call each other by our first names from now on. You can call me Zhou Chengyu."
"It's best this way, as it won't break the point." Sheng Xin smiled and poured some more red wine for Zhou Chengyu.
"Actually, we should have known each other a long time ago. Your brother Zong Zhengchen and I used to work hard together in Los Angeles." Zhou Chengyu thought about it and seemed to still miss you a little, "Your brother mentioned you at that time, but I didn't expect that.
You actually have your own studio now."
"Really? You and my brother know each other?" Zong Zhenglie raised his eyebrows, "What a coincidence! I wonder if President Zhou is married?"
Zhou Chengyu shook his head and raised his eyes to glance at Sheng Xin without leaving a trace, "I can't find a suitable woman, so I have always been single!"
"That's because President Zhou's vision is too high."
"No." Zhou Chengyu waved his hand, "I have a sister who has bad eyesight. I'm busy taking care of her now, so I don't have time to talk about feelings."
"Oh? President Zhou also has a sister?" Sheng Xin thought for a while, feeling a little confused.
Because Chengyu Group is not a small company and has developed very rapidly in Los Angeles in recent years, but I have never heard of the fact that Chengyu's president has a sister.
"Yes." Zhou Chengyu said with a smile, "My sister is introverted and has bad eyesight. She rarely sees people, so no one knows about it."
"Oh..." Sheng Xin nodded and glanced sideways at Zong Zhenglie. After that, the conversation kept turning to work matters.
...
Chengyu's contract was successfully settled, and Zong Zhenglie specially gave his employees a day off.
Everyone was tired from work during this period, so Sheng Xin followed the method that Cha Chengjun said before and gave them a proper rest.
In the morning, Zong Zhenglie opened his eyes and suddenly found that the person next to him was missing!
He quickly jumped up from the bed and ran out barefoot. As soon as he opened the door, the smell of fried eggs wafted out.
Zong Zhenglie raised his eyebrows and looked towards the kitchen.
A hazy figure was reflected in the glass, with a graceful figure, tall and charming. Even wearing an apron did not reduce her charm at all.
The anger from getting up in the morning suddenly disappeared. Zong Zhenglie took one step over and hugged her waist from behind.
Sheng Xin was startled, and the hand holding the spatula trembled, "Ah! You scared me to death!"
"Honey! It's so nice to have you!" Zong Zhenglie said and was about to move his lips towards her, but Sheng Xin quickly reached out to block her.
"You haven't brushed your teeth yet! Your mouth stinks!"
"After the kiss, go and brush it!" Zong Zheng shamelessly pressed his cheek against hers, making Sheng Xin dumbfounded.
"How old are you? You are already a father, and you are still acting like a spoiled child here?"
"Who says you can't act like a spoiled child when you're a father? I'm not like others!" Zong Zhenglie grinned, showing two rows of white teeth, "My wife...last night was not enough...why not
After you finish eating, will you feed me again?"
"..." Sheng Xin turned around and rolled her eyes at him, "Be more honest! What are you doing with your hands?"
A certain man curled his lips and said, "I didn't do anything!"