The clerk happily gave it to him, and Feng Chen didn't ask for a ring, just put it on to symbolize that he was a married man.

He tried it on, it didn't fit, and the knuckles were a little small.

The clerk changed it for him again, and the style was the same, that is, the knuckle ring was a little bigger than the one just now, and this time it was just right.

"That's it." Feng Chen said to the clerk.

The clerk excitedly billed.

Song Zhiyue said to Feng Chen: "Can you go to the car and help me get my bag?" ”

She didn't take her bag when she came down, and her purse was in it.

"What are you going to do with your bag?" Feng Chen asked suspiciously.

"I'll buy your cut-off." She said.

"Okay." Feng Chen took out a card from his wallet and gave it to her, "Go pay the bill." ”

Song Zhiyue pursed his lips: "The card is yours, doesn't this mean that you buy it?" ”

"My money isn't all yours yet." Feng Dust maintained the posture of handing the card.

"You don't go and get me the bag, I'll go and give me the car keys." Song Zhiyue didn't answer, spread out a hand and asked him for the car keys.

Feng Chen didn't give it: "If you delay it any longer, Sheng Sheng will wait later, can you still do your hair?" ”

Song Zhiyue insisted on buying it for him: "I'll be fast." ”

Feng Chen was helpless, moved a step to the side, and pointed to the counter to show her.

Song Zhiyue stepped forward to take a look, she didn't understand at first, but later she understood what Feng Chen showed her.

Seeing that her salary was not enough for a year, she silently took the dusty card to pay.

It's not that she doesn't want to spend a year's salary to buy him a ring.

It's that Song's father has always had leg pain, and the medicine has hardly been broken.

In addition, Song's father and Song's mother opened a fruit shop before, and she gave all her savings to her parents.

She only has 30,000 or 20,000 yuan in her card now, and she can't afford it at all.

The two went out of the jewelry store and dusted to pick up the car, and she waited on the side of the road.

Feng Chen drove over and saw her with a sad face, knowing why.

After she got into the car, he said: "You are now Mrs. Feng, my money is all yours, do you have to score so clearly?" ”

Song Zhiyue pulled the buckle on the seat belt: "But I should have bought your ring for you." ”

"If this is how your heart will be comfortable, then I will lend it to you."

She looked distressed: "But I can't afford it." ”

Nearly one million, with her little salary, she can't afford to pay it back for the rest of her life.

Feng Chen hooked his lips: "Sell yourself to me for a long time, won't you be able to pay it off?" ”

Song Zhiyue took out her mobile phone from her bag, unlocked it and clicked on the photo album, and turned to the night they received the certificate, she showed him the marriage certificate taken with her mobile phone.

"My deed of sale."

Feng Chen glanced at it and raised his lips: "It's quite sincere." ”

"Of course." She smiled and browled her eyebrows.

When she arrived at the styling shop, Su Wansheng had already started to do her hairstyle, and she was also wearing a dress, planning to go directly to the hotel later.

In the rest area on the side, Lu Zhenming drank a cup of coffee unhurriedly, and his handsome face made the young girl blush and heartbeat.

Before Song Zhiyue got closer, Su Wansheng saw her in the mirror.

"Yueyue, why are you here now?"

"I just went shopping."

Song Zhiyue looked at Lu Zhenming, who was walking towards the rest area, and happily stretched out his hand to Su Wansheng's eyes, motioning for her to look at her ring.

Su Wansheng took her hand and looked at it: "It's beautiful, it's beautiful." ”

Song Zhiyue smiled more and more happily, sat down and began to ask the stylist to style her hair. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Strong Pet Number One Fresh Wife: Lu Shao, get out!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~