Duan Zhuo smiled even deeper, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"What?"

"It seems like I'm going to marry me and I'm going to meet my parents-in-law."

Zhimian was shy, "I didn't..."

"Don't be nervous, it's just a simple chat. I've tested it for you this morning. My parents like you very much, and they like you very much in every aspect."

"Really?"

"Otherwise? I have loved it for so many years, how could they object? Besides, Mianmian is so cute and sensible, which elder would not like it?"

Zhimian lowered his eyes, "I just hope to perform better."

Because of her experience of living under someone else’s roof when she was a child, she was particularly afraid of getting along with her elders, for fear of being disliked by others. Zhuang Jiarong is an exception, but she doesn’t know much about Duan Zhuo’s specific personality.

Although she is not as good as meeting her parents-in-law, since she has met, she still wants to leave a good impression.

Duan Zhuo hugged her tightly and rubbed her neck. He could understand that all her nervousness was based on her love for him.

He lowered his head and kissed Zhimian's hair, held up her face, and looked at her: "You are not taking the exam, you don't need to worry about what your image you are in their hearts. Moreover, my parents are easy-going and have no temper. They should be very similar to your parents."

Zhimian was stunned and nodded immediately: "I think they are quite easy-going, too."

"Well, so they won't object if I like it." Duan Zhuo held her hand and took her to sit down at the tea table, "Just treat it as a normal chat, and am not here?"

With him by my side, Zhimian's mood can indeed relieve a lot.

While cleaning the tea set, Duan Xiuyuan and Zhuang Shulan walked in. The two sat down in front of them. Zhimian asked, "What tea do uncle and aunt want to drink?"

Duan Xiuyuan: "Dahongpao, Jiarong told me this morning that there were several bags of special Dahongpao in the tea room, and it seemed to be in that box."

He pointed to the red and black box on a solid wood hollow cabinet behind the tea room, and Duan Zhuo walked over and took a pack for Zhimian.

Zhimian tore open the packaging and poured out the tea leaves.

She went to Xun Yao before and learned the more professional Dahongpao method, but she didn't expect it to come in handy today.

The good Dahongpao tea leaves are tight and oily in color. After soaking, they have a rich caramel aroma, followed by a strong cinnamon or ginger aroma. After three or four soaking, the aroma turns into a light orchid fragrance, sweet, fresh and smooth, and lasts for a long time.

Duan Xiuyuan drank the tea made by Zhimian, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes: "It's soaked well, even more professional than me."

Zhimian smiled, "No, it's mainly because the tea is ready."

"I heard from Xiao Duan that you liked drinking tea when you were a child?"

"Actually, my mother taught me how to make tea. She is a tea taster and is much better than me."

Zhuang Shulan knew that Zhimian’s parents had passed away a long time ago, so she asked softly: “Xiaojiu, what kind of person are your parents? Auntie really wants to know about it.”

Zhimian smiled faintly, "My father used to be a member of the Antarctic scientific expedition team in the country, but later died in the line of duty."

"What's the name?"

"Zhi Hongji."

Zhuang Shulan and Duan Xiuyuan were both stunned. After a few seconds, Duan Xiuyuan said, "We seem to have heard of this name. It turns out that you are his daughter?!"

She was stunned: "Have you heard my father's name?"

"The news of your father's death was reported on TV, and we saw this news."

Duan Xiuyuan sighed: "Xiaojiu, your father is great. He has been contributing to our motherland all his life, and your mother has always supported him. Your aunt and I can especially understand this feeling. We admire your parents."

Zhihongji's dream since childhood was to become a scientific expedition team member. Later, he married his mother, and he still devoted himself to the country and put the country first.

Zhimian heard this and his eyes were slightly warm. He didn't expect that after so many years, he could hear such praise for her parents.

"Thank you uncle and aunt..."

Zhuang Shulan smiled and held Zhimian's hand, "No wonder Xiaojiu is so smart and well-behaved. It turns out that she has such a good parent. I believe that if they are in heaven, if they see you so good now, they will be proud of you."

Zhimian smiles.

Yes, she just hopes to be their pride.

And now, she feels that she has done it.

...

One morning, Zhimian and Duan Zhuo’s parents chatted for a long time. She originally thought it was a terrifying question, but she didn’t expect that she was particularly relaxed and comfortable.

Zhuang Shulan and Duan Xiuyuan are both senior intellectuals, full of knowledge, approachable and connotative. When they talk about work, they also teach Zhimian and Duan Zhuo many life principles, Zhimian benefits a lot.

Without some cross-examination or temptation, Zhimian felt that Duan Zhuo's parents treated her like their own children. In addition, Zhimian's personality is also a gentle and quiet type, and the aura between them is particularly harmonious.

At noon, the servant came over and informed that the lunch was ready. Duan Xiuyuan said to Duan Zhuo: "Let's go, let's go to the restaurant first."

Duan Zhuo was about to say that he would be with Zhimian, but Zhuang Shulan glanced at his son. Only then did Duan Zhuo realize that his mother should have something to say to Zhimian alone.

After Duan Zhuo and Duan Xiu left, Zhuang Shulan said to Zhimian: "Xiaojiu, auntie says something to you."

Zhimian immediately put down the tools to clean the tea set, "Auntie, you said."

"Don't be nervous," Zhuang Shulan smiled. "Auntie just wants to say that Xiao Duan is sometimes not mature and sensible. He did something that hurt you before, but he was wrong. Now you are back together. If he doesn't do well enough, you can ask him, or you can tell us, as for you, give him more tolerance. Auntie hopes you are good."

Zhimian was stunned for a moment, then bent his lips: "Okay, Duan Zhuo has changed a lot now. In fact, he usually takes care of me more, and I have something wrong with it."

"As a boy, it's time to take care of you more. Alas, I don't know why his personality is so different from us. He has been very rebellious since childhood and has never obeyed anyone. I often have a headache. But he is much better in front of you, so you can control him."

Zhimian thought about it, after getting back together, Duan Zhuo's bad temperament was indeed much more restrained in front of her.

This may also show that they are very suitable.

Her external softness and gentleness just can tolerate Duan Zhuo's arrogant and rebellious personality, one soft and one hard, just match it.

In her bones, she occasionally shows her arrogant and noisy like a little princess in front of him without any concealment, and Duan Zhuo's inner tenderness can just tolerate her little girlish side.

Perhaps as he said—

They are born with a pair-

In the evening, Duan Xiuyuan and Zhuang Shulan had a meeting. Zhuang Jiarong, who had returned from the company, picked up Duan Zhuo and Zhimian. The five of them went out for dinner together, which was a formal meal.

After dinner, Zhimian suggested that he could accompany Zhuang Shulan and Duan Xiu to visit the mall and buy some summer clothes.

The two of them are busy with work and don’t have much requirements for clothing. Moreover, Duan Zhuo never knows this. Zhimian accompanied him to choose and bought some better skin care products for Zhuang Shulan.

After visiting, Zhimian's relationship with the two elders was much closer. Zhuang Shulan was also very satisfied with Zhimian and laughed and joked with Duan Zhuo: "I understand the benefits of having a daughter now. Girls are just caring, unlike their sons, and sometimes they just make me angry."

Duan Zhuo curled his lips and hugged Zhimian's shoulders, "It's okay, you like Xiaojiu more, I don't mind."

A dimples lit up at the corner of Zhimian's mouth.

After the group returned to the Yulongshi Jingtian, Duan Zhuo took a shower and walked back to the bedroom. It was empty because his parents were there, Zhimian could only be in his own room.

I was drunk last night and didn't realize it, but how could he bear to not lie beside him at night?

Duan Zhuo wanted to get the cigarette box at the head of the bed, but just touched it, and then stopped.

Smoking can't relieve the heat in my heart.

He just wants her.

Duan Zhuo played with his cell phone in the room for a while. When he saw that it was already half past ten, he guessed that his parents had gone to bed, so he got up and walked out of the bedroom.

When he got outside, he saw that the corridor was very quiet.

He walked to Zhimian's door, knocked on the door, and the corners of his lips were already curled.

A few seconds later, the door was opened. He was stunned when he saw Zhuang Shulan standing behind the door.

"……mom?"

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Looking for Xiaojiu?"

Inside, Zhimian, who was sitting by the bed, looked at Duan Zhuo, and suddenly guessed his purpose, and his heart skipped a beat.

Duan Zhuo coughed lightly, "It's nothing, I'll ask Xiaojiu if I want to pour her a glass of milk and drink it and go to bed."

Zhimian waved his hand: "No, no, no..."

Duan Zhuo looked at Zhuang Shulan: "Mom, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'll ask Xiaojiu how to match some skin care products."

"Okay," Duan Zhuo had no reason to stay, "You guys talk, I'll go to bed first."

Zhuang Shulan: "Yes."

Zhimian waved at him with a smile: "Good night~"

The man captured the cunning in her eyes, licked the back teeth, and sneered in his heart.

OK, wait.

At night, 11:30.

The second floor is particularly quiet. All the servants have gone downstairs, and only the porch lights are left emitting faint lights.

The door of Duan Zhuo's room opened again.

The man walked out leisurely, glanced at the corridor left and right, and finally walked to Zhimian's room door, opened the door, and walked in.
To be continued...