The God of Medicine for the Husband-in-law (The Husband-in-law)

Chapter 81

Sitting in the office, Yang Cheng first arranged the day's work properly and finished everything he could do before opening the letter to read.

"I'm going back to my house after get off work tonight. A friend is coming to visit. She doesn't know about our divorce. It's best not to act rashly."

The letter was typed, and the tone was blunt, which made people angry just looking at it.

Yang Cheng snorted, crumpled the letter up, and was about to throw it away when Zhang Keming pushed the door open suddenly.

"Mr. Zhang, don't you know it's polite to push the door?" Yang Cheng looked at him coldly.

Zhang Keming frowned, feeling hatred in his heart, but he didn't dare to show all this at all. He immediately stretched his brows and looked at Yang Cheng with a smile.

"I'm here to ask you, what do you want for lunch, and do you want to go out to eat with us?" Zhang Keming asked.

Yang Chengdao: "No need, I have other things."

Zhang Keming nodded, backed out, and stood at the door, cursing viciously in his heart.

"Don't scold me, I can hear you!" Yang Cheng's voice came from inside the door, he was startled, his whole body was hairy, and he hurried back to his office.

Devil, Yang Cheng is simply a devil!

After get off work in the afternoon, Yang Cheng drove home, and only remembered the letter halfway through the journey. He sighed, turned the steering wheel, and drove onto the elevated highway.

……

"Wow, Xinxin, your house is so big and beautiful!"

When Lin Peipei was changing shoes at the entrance, she couldn't help praising the well-decorated flat floor.

Zhang Kexin chuckled: "You sound like an African refugee. Are you living in a shack abroad?"

"Isn't that right? A house in England is really no different from a shack! Although it is a detached courtyard, the yard is small and the stairs are narrow."

Lin Peipei's family background is not as good as that of Zhang Kexin's. His parents are IT professionals, and he also took the route of skilled immigration when he immigrated.

"Okay, come in!" Zhang Kexin was in a happy mood, dragging his friend's hand and visiting his house from room to room, just like when he was a child.

For so many years, although they have not been able to meet again in reality, they have never broken contact.They are still familiar with each other's personalities, and there is no strangeness when they meet again except for the joy of reunion after a long absence.

Seeing her was a rare and happy moment for Zhang Kexin in the past two years.

"Hey, it's really beautiful. Did you find a designer to decorate your house?" Lin Peipei would ask after touching every piece of furniture and looking at every shape.

Zhang Kexin suddenly remembered that when the renovation was done, his parents planned to pay the whole package directly to the most famous decoration company in the city, but Yang Cheng insisted on doing it himself.

This house is more than 200 square meters, and it took a full year from design to construction.

Every screw, every bucket of paint, and every color number was designed by Yang Cheng himself according to the preferences and personalities of the two.

After the effect came out, she once posted the decoration pictures on social media, which aroused the admiration of the local people.

Only when he is full of love for himself and this family, can Yang Cheng put so much effort into building a love nest.

At that time, even though he was burdened with countless cynicism and the stigma of coming to his son-in-law to eat soft meals, he still maintained a positive and optimistic attitude towards marriage.

But now?

Thinking of the words heard outside Yang Cheng's house last night, Zhang Kexin could almost imagine the happy and warm scene of a family of three sitting around the table having dinner.

She has mixed feelings in her heart.

Zhang Kexin was engrossed in her thoughts, Lin Peipei snapped her fingers twice before calling her back.

"May I ask you, what are you thinking?" Lin Peipei asked.

"Oh, I didn't think about anything, what are you drinking?" Zhang Kexin walked towards the kitchen.

"What?" Lin Peipei brushed a row of artworks with her fingers.

Zhang Kexin's voice floated from the kitchen: "Beer, Coke, coffee, black tea..."

"Have a cup of black tea, thank you!" Lin Peipei said.

After admiring the artwork, she turned to the floor.

The wooden floor is not a standard I-shaped laying method, but a herringbone splicing method.

Matching with the indoor furniture, it is very stylish.

It's just strange that there isn't a photo of the hostess and hostess together in this room.

Generally speaking, in the new house used for marriage, wedding photos must be hung somewhere.

Zhang Kexin quickly brought black tea, and the two sat on the sofa and chatted while drinking.

"What does your husband look like?" Lin Peipei asked with a smile.

Zhang Kexin laughed dryly: "One nose and two eyes, he looks like a human being, and his temper is a bit smelly."

"Pfft, why are there no photos at home? God, my boyfriend's photos of him from birth to the present are hung all over my house, suffocating."

That being said, Lin Peipei's tone was a little ostentatious.

Zhang Kexin pursed her lips and smiled: "He's weird, he doesn't like taking pictures."

"What about the circle of friends? I haven't seen you posting it before. Oh, your circle of friends is so quiet all day long." Lin Peipei said.

The two were chatting when the doorbell rang.

Zhang Kexin was taken aback for a moment, secretly thinking that something was wrong, when Yang Cheng moved back last time, he left the key behind.If Lin Peipei finds out that the male master does not have a house key, she will definitely be suspicious.

Friends reunited, Zhang Kexin didn't want to lose face.

She got up hurriedly, and smiled awkwardly: "Our family is so big, he always forgets everything, and he must have no keys."

Lin Peipei covered her mouth and smiled.

Zhang Kexin ran to open the door.

Yang Cheng stood at the door with a tired face, looked inside the house, and then at his wife.He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

After all, the two of them had already separated, and they were still arguing so stiffly.

"You're back! Thank you for your hard work..." Zhang Kexin took the initiative to take the bag in his hand, with a sweet voice and a gentle smile on his face.

Yang Cheng was taken aback, what's going on?

Hearing movement in the living room, Yang Cheng thought that there were guests at home.

He entered the door and was about to bend down to get slippers from the shoe cabinet, but Zhang Kexin rushed to help him take out the slippers.

"It's been a hard day, let me help you," she said.

Even if the two women are young and the closest girlfriends, there is still a secret competition.

From the moment they met, Lin Peipei always flaunted her boyfriend and her sweet love intentionally or unintentionally.

The strong Zhang Kexin doesn't want to lose to a good friend.

Yang Cheng saw through her small thoughts at a glance, and accepted her service calmly with a curl of his mouth.

When changing slippers, Zhang Kexin said in a low voice: "Remember, be natural and affectionate."

"Understood." Yang Cheng gestured OK.

He naturally stretched out his hand and embraced Zhang Kexin.

Zhang Kexin's body trembled, and his brows were furrowed. Is this guy taking advantage of the opportunity?

She struggled subconsciously, trying to shake off Yang Cheng's hand.

"Shh, be natural, keep smiling to show affection." Yang Cheng said maliciously in her ear.

From his tone, Zhang Kexin heard the element of joking, and felt very angry.

This guy did it on purpose, taking advantage of the fire.

Yang Cheng almost held her hostage and walked to the living room.

Lin Peipei was already standing by the sofa, waiting to see her young husband.

"This is Ms. Lin, right? Hello, I often hear Kexin talking about you." Yang Cheng greeted generously.

While greeting him, Lin Peipei secretly looked at this man who was neither tall nor short, with a slightly ordinary appearance.