Early the next morning, Feng Xiaoxiao sent Nie Zheng out and kept staring at him.
"What's wrong?" Nie Zheng laughed, "Is there something strange on my face?"
Feng Xiaoxiao leaned over, his eyebrows curved, "Mr. Nie is so handsome."
"Ha." Nie Zheng laughed, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Hehe." Feng Xiaoxiao grinned.
"Mr. Nie is worthy of being an honors student at Stanford. He is so smart - I want to go to the studio. Can I take your car?"
After saying that, I actually felt quite uneasy.
Because she and Nie Zheng had a secret marriage. In the more than a year since Nie Zheng came back, Feng Xiaoxiao had never gone to Yunxing with his car.
Every time, Feng Xiaoxiao was not afraid of trouble. After Nie Zheng left, she would leave by car.
However, today, Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to give it a try.
She felt that Nie Zheng might not have no feelings for her at all.
Otherwise, how to explain recent events?
Feng Xiaoxiao knew that Song Feixue was the one in Nie Zheng's heart - but it was also a fact that she and Nie Zheng were married.
Maybe, she can work hard in the last three months?
Because she really doesn't want a divorce. She seems to already like... Nie Zheng.
After Feng Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he kept waiting for Nie Zheng's answer.
Nie Zheng looked at her quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not answer immediately. This made Feng Xiaoxiao feel guilty.
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Then, then just think of me..."
"good."
Nie Zheng nodded and agreed.
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned. He agreed! He really agreed!
"What are you doing standing there stunned?" Nie Zheng raised his hand and flicked her forehead with his finger, "Why don't you go change clothes and get your bag?"
"Oh, um!"
Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and ran upstairs quickly.
Nie Zheng looked at her back and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Hehe." Liao Qingming was behind him, letting out a "creepy" laugh.
Nie Zheng rolled his eyes at him, "Why are you laughing?"
"Hehe." Liao Qingming was still laughing, "I'm happy for Mr. Nie."
"Oh." Nie Zheng nodded slightly, "Well, thank you."
Yes, he was indeed happy. Mrs. Nie took the initiative to take his car to the company, which meant she was not afraid of being photographed.
In fact, the secret marriage was not written in their marriage agreement.
But, for some reason, it became a hidden marriage by default. But hidden marriage was never what Nie Zheng meant.
Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows and thought, if their marriage is exposed, can they still divorce after three months?
"Ahhh, here I come!"
Feng Xiaoxiao quickly rushed downstairs and bumped into Nie Zheng's arms. "Hehe, I asked you to wait for me, let's go."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng held her in his arms and walked out together to get into the car.
In the car.
Nie Zheng asked her, "What are you going to the studio for?"
"Oh, I need to pack my things and go see my colleagues." Feng Xiaoxiao brushed her hair.
"I won't go there in the future, I always want to say hello."
This is the most basic human touch.
"Yes." Nie Zheng nodded, "You're right."
The car stopped at the entrance of Yunxing, Feng Xiaoxiao opened the door and got out of the car, "I'll leave first then."
"Wait a minute." Nie Zheng stopped her, "How many people are there in your studio?"
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly startled and thought for a moment, "In total, there are fifteen or sixteen people in total. What's wrong?"
"Well, okay, I understand. Go ahead." Nie Zheng waved to her.
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't know why, so she twisted around and jumped away. Nie Zheng pressed his forehead, his smile never dissipated.