The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Zhou Haoqin's driving skills are very good. Therefore, even though there was a traffic jam, it took him 20 minutes to reach the entrance of the neighborhood.    

    

"That. . . "    

    

Yan Yan suddenly regretted it.    

    

Going to a man's house so rashly, wouldn't he appear too unreserved?    

    

But looking at Zhou Haoqin's handsome face, He couldn't say what he was going to say if he went back on his words.    

    

She swallowed her saliva with difficulty. "Um. . . Should we go to the nearby supermarket and buy some ingredients? Do you have ingredients at home?"    

    

. . . ""    

    

Zhou Haoqin was stunned for a moment. "There's a large imported supermarket at the entrance of the neighborhood. We'll go together later. "    

    

"Oh. "    

    

Zhou Haoqin drove the car to the underground garage and locked the car. "Let's go. "    

    

"Ok. . "    

    

" What's wrong? " Zhou Haoqin noticed that something was not quite right from the beginning. He stopped and tilted his head to look at her curiously.    

    

"Nothing. Let's go. "    

    

In fact, he had heard others say that Zhou Haoqin's family background was not bad, but Zhou Haoqin rarely talked about his family in front of outsiders.    

    

But judging from the layout of this neighborhood, it should be quite rich.    

    

Damn, did I accidentally hook up with a rich husband?    

    

As Yan Yan thought of this, he had already walked to the supermarket with Zhou Haoqin. Zhou Haoqin was like a perfect boyfriend, taking the initiative to push a shopping cart. He followed behind Yan Yan.    

    

Occasionally, he would ask what he needed to buy, but he didn't say much.    

    

Yan Yan bought all the ingredients he needed to buy, while Zhou Haoqin silently pushed the cart.    

    

"Do you have anything you like to eat?"    

    

Yan Yan suddenly remembered that he had just chosen the food he was good at, but he had no idea what Zhou Haoqin liked to eat.    

    

"I'm not picky about food. " Zhou Haoqin said.    

    

After saying that, he looked at his words again and added, "You can take what you like to eat. "    

    

Yan Yan's face suddenly turned red.    

    

Who was the one who said Zhou Haoqin was a straight man? He was obviously very good at flirting.    

    

Yan Yan nodded and quietly chose a few popular food ingredients. When the bill was paid, Yan Yan wanted to pay but was snatched by Zhou Haoqin first.    

    

"Hey. . . "    

    

Yan Yan saw Zhou Haoqin carrying the shopping bag and walking back and quickly followed, "Is it very heavy? Do you need my help to carry one?"    

    

"I look like I don't even have the strength to truss a chicken?"    

    

"I don't look like one. "    

    

. . . ""    

    

Zhou Haoqin snorted. He had no choice but to shut his mouth obediently.    

    

This was Yan Yan's first time coming to Zhou Haoqin's house. It didn't seem very big, but it was more than enough for him to live alone. After Yan Yan went in, he saw a row of well-ironed suits hanging on the wardrobe beside him.    

    

One look and you could tell that it was a single man. . . . Oh, no, it was a man who lived alone.    

    

Somehow, Yan Yan's ear started to burn.    

    

After putting down all the food, Zhou Haoqin asked Yan Yan to change into a new pair of slippers. He frowned and said, "I forgot to buy a new pair of slippers. Put mine on for now. "    

    

"Okay. "    

    

Yan Yan changed into Zhou Haoqin's slippers. Although they were a little big, they could still be worn.    

    

After asking where Zhou Haoqin's kitchen was, she went to the kitchen.    

    

Looking at Yan Yan's back, Zhou Haoqin suddenly had a feeling of home.    

    

If he came back from work every day, there would be a window waiting for him, delicious food, and people waiting for him to come home. . .