The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 900 Of course I have to thank her

Shen Qing turned around and saw Zhang Yan and Tang Qianqian still standing there. She walked over and said, "I'm very optimistic about you two."

Then he walked away.

Zhang Yan and Tang Qianqian looked at each other.

Tang Qianqian spoke first, "I don't know what Sister Shen Qing said to my parents."

"My cousin must have spoken for us."

Tang Qianqian nodded.

Then, from the other side, Tang's father and mother came over.

She looked at Tang Qianqian and then at Zhang Yan, paused and said, "Since you two want to be together, we won't care." Tang's mother said.

Hearing this, smiles immediately appeared on Zhang Yan and Tang Qianqian's faces.

"Really? Uncle and aunt?" Zhang Yan asked.

"Yeah." Tang's father raised his eyes and continued to look at Zhang Yan. "Let me tell you, just because I temporarily agree that my daughter can be with you, it doesn't mean I agree that you and my daughter can get married. I need to observe and investigate. I have the final say on when to get married. If you bully my daughter, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Although Tang's father was a bit extreme, he also wanted to do what was best for his daughter from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Yan quickly said, "Uncle, don't worry. I promise to treat Qianqian well. If I don't keep my word, you can do whatever you want to me."

"You'd better keep your word, or you'll have to bear the consequences."

After saying this, Tang's father looked at Tang Qianqian again and said, "Your mother and I are doing this only for your own good."

"Dad, Mom, thank you for agreeing to let Zhang Yan and I be together. Although he is younger than me, he is not what you think. He is a very responsible man. I will definitely be happy with him in the future."

Tang Qianqian turned to look at Zhang Yan, "Zhang Yan, don't you think so?"

"Yes." Zhang Yan said firmly, "Uncle and aunt, don't worry. Leave Qianqian to me. I won't let her suffer any injustice."

"Okay! We came here today because we were so angry and thought Qianqian was really pregnant." said Tang's father.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. It's my fault for deceiving you in this way."

"Okay, let's go back."

After saying that, Tang's father looked at Tang's mother and said, "Let's go!"

"Ok!"

Before turning to leave, Tang's mother looked at Tang Qianqian and said, "Qianqian, Mommy is doing this for your own good. I hope you will live a happy life in the future."

"I understand, Mom." Tang Qianqian responded.

Then Tang's father and mother left Yuzheng Group.

"Jianguo, we really have to hand Qianqian over to that brat." Tang's father nodded. "That brat's cousin just said that as long as the two of them love each other, we shouldn't worry about it. Even though he's better than Qianqian, as long as he can make Qianqian happy, that's enough. It's not a big deal if we continue to control her like this. You can see that Qianqian won't listen to us at all. So we have no choice but to let her be together."

Tang's mother nodded. "Okay, as long as Qianqian is happy, I don't care about anything else. At the beginning, I was also worried that Zhang Yan, who was so much younger than Qianqian, was unreliable."

"let's go!"

"..."

Zhang Yan was all smiles at this moment. "Uncle and auntie really agreed with us! That's great."

Tang Qianqian also smiled slightly, "That must be Sister Shen Qing's credit, otherwise he told my parents something? My parents wouldn't agree so quickly."

"Yeah, let's treat our cousin to dinner tonight and thank her in person."

"No problem, Sister Shen Qing, you are also our benefactor."

"Uh-huh."

"Let's go, work first."

……

the other side.

Shen Qing took the food and walked towards Yan Bei's office.

On the way, I also met Lin Wei, whom I met last time.

The two looked at each other, and Lin Wei lowered her head in embarrassment.

Shen Qing also withdrew her gaze and walked past him.

Arrived at the door of Yan Bei's office.

Gently pushing open a gap, Shen Qing saw the familiar figure.

Yan Bei was sitting behind a large ebony desk, his back to the door, staring intently at the computer screen in front of him.

The midday light highlighted his tall and broad shoulders, and the well-tailored dark suit made his figure look even more slender.

He seemed so absorbed in his work that he didn't even notice the slightest sound of her coming in.

Shen Qing walked lightly to a spot near him. She didn't interrupt him immediately, but just looked at him quietly.

He frowned slightly, and his usually deep and sharp eyes were now fixed on the densely packed data and charts on the screen. His eyes were focused and serious, with an unquestionable majesty and meticulous seriousness.

Occasionally, he would stretch out his slender fingers and tap a few times quickly on the keyboard, or pick up a document beside him, lower his head to review it carefully, and his fingertips would slide across the paper, making a slight rustling sound.

The sunlight cast a small shadow on his thick eyelashes. Under his straight nose, his thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing a cold and hard air that kept strangers away.

Shen Qing looked at the faint dark shadows under his eyes, which were the traces left by days of hard work.

She knew that in Yan Bei's world, there seemed to be endless work to deal with, endless meetings to hold, and endless challenges to face.

He is like a tireless precision instrument, always running at high speed to support his huge business empire.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is the almighty and omnipotent Mr. Yan, but in her eyes, he is just a man who gets tired and exhausted.

An indescribable heartache surged into Shen Qing's heart like a fine tide, gently enveloping her with a hint of bitterness.

How she wished she could smooth out the wrinkles between his brows and relax his tense nerves a little.

She took a deep breath, softened her voice, and called softly, "Yan Bei."

Hearing the voice, Yan Bei paused almost imperceptibly, then slowly turned around.

When he saw Shen Qing, the sharpness and seriousness in his eyes instantly faded, like a lake with a stone thrown into it, and gentle ripples appeared. Even the corners of his tightly pursed lips softened unconsciously. "Wife? Why are you here?"

Shen Qing walked over and placed the insulated lunch box on the low cabinet next to him. She reached out and gently brushed the slightly messy strands of hair on his forehead. Her fingertips, with a hint of coolness, touched his warm skin. "You didn't have time to eat breakfast this morning. You were in a hurry and came out. I thought you must be hungry, so I made you some food. You can eat it while you're here."

Shen Qing helped open the lunch box. Her voice was gentle, with a hint of anger, but more of it was concern that could not be concealed. "You've been busy all morning. Take a break and eat something."

Her movements were gentle, and the pain in her eyes almost overflowed, silently telling how much she cared about him.

"Okay!" Yan Bei nodded.

Looking at the lunch in the lunch box, a smile appeared on his face.

Braised pork, stewed beef brisket,...are all her favorites.

He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Qing, "Thank you, my wife."

Shen Qing smiled and said, "Come and try it. How does it taste?"

"it is good!"