Zhao Junxi rolled his eyes directly, then said to Rong Qingqing, "Cheapskate, let’s go in."
Rong Qingqing took advantage of nobody noticing and gave Zhao Junxi a kick.
Looking at the footprint on his white trousers and hearing Zhao Junxi gasp, Rong Qingqing stood innocently and obediently next to Shen Jue.
Zhao Junxi glared at Rong Qingqing, "Acting."
The two entered laughing and playing like that, with Zhao Junxi leading Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing to meet his mother.
Outside, Rong Jiaojiao, who had been thoroughly ignored by Rong Qingqing, finally regained her senses.
She noticed that Shen Jue wore a white tie that clashed with his outfit.
And since Rong Qingqing was wearing a white dress, it must be Rong Qingqing who deliberately made Shen Jue wear it.
Rong Honghui turned his head and whispered to Rong Jiaojiao, "When did Qingqing get to know President Zhao’s son? How come we didn’t know?"
"Could it be that they met abroad?" Ma Li speculated; what upset Ma Li more was that President Zhao actually bought his son’s marital home next to that of Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue.
In the future, the Zhao family’s relationship with Shen Jue’s family would become better. Follow current novels on 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
Since President Zhao was already out, he personally received the arriving guests at the door and naturally also welcomed Rong Honghui’s family of three.
Upon seeing only Rong Jiaojiao, President Zhao casually asked, "Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing came together, why didn’t Shen Xingwei come with you?"
This was purely because President Zhao’s own son and daughter-in-law had a good relationship, so he assumed all young couples were surrounded by love bubbles and asked casually.
Rong Jiaojiao almost couldn’t keep up her smile, but fortunately, Rong Honghui excused Shen Xingwei by saying he was busy and couldn’t make it, which helped cover up Rong Jiaojiao’s awkwardness.
Once inside the Zhao home, President Zhao left everyone behind to find his wife.
At that moment, Mrs. Zhao was chatting with Rong Qingqing; perhaps, Mr. Zhao had mentioned that Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue would be Zhao Junxi’s neighbors, making Mrs. Zhao increasingly fond of Rong Qingqing.
"Your outfit today looks so nice, simple yet it brings out your gentle and elegant temperament, suits you perfectly." Mrs. Zhao said this, glancing at Shen Jue’s tie,
and praised, "Your fiancé’s tie suits your dress, did you pick it for Shen Jue? It looks great, truly great."
"Mom, are your eyes okay?" Zhao Junxi couldn’t hold back and interrupted, "Looking around tonight, Shen Jue’s tie is the ugliest, isn’t it?"
"What do you know? Is this about the tie?" Mrs. Zhao tapped Zhao Junxi’s arm, "You eternal bachelor, what do you know? This isn’t about the tie, it’s about love."
"What does a tie have to do with love? Wearing a tie means love? I’m wearing one too." Zhao Junxi pulled out his own tie, "What kind of absurd love is this?"
"Yours is a tie; theirs is love." President Zhao joined in, "Didn’t you notice Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue in couple’s outfits? Silly son, they aren’t wearing ties, they’re wearing love. I told you you wouldn’t understand, and if you don’t understand, don’t ask; asking makes you look so pitiful."
President Zhao and Mrs. Zhao teamed up to mock Zhao Junxi.
Zhao Junxi sneered, "I’m out of step with you guys, I’m out."
After speaking, Zhao Junxi glanced at Shen Jue’s tie again, then casually tucked his hands into his pockets and swaggered off.
So what if it’s love? To him, it still looked ugly.
"Let’s not bother with Zhao Junxi. He’s never been in love and doesn’t understand our little couple’s fun." President Zhao quietly grumbled about Zhao Junxi, then began sharing his and his wife’s love story with Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing.