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He Qianhui hadn't expected that getting married could somehow be linked to this, and, as she drove, she could feel her cheeks growing hot.
She deliberately refrained from turning her head to speak with Zhang Hao, and only after he had hung up the phone did she say, "Mom said we should come over for dinner today, so we won't need to go home at noon. Let's just drive straight there."
He Qianhui actually heard what Zhang Hao's aunt had said to him on the phone.
"Okay, let's buy something on the way, we should at least bring some fruit with us."
Zhang Hao hadn't thought so much about it, his parents' life was practically divine.
Not only could they not spend all their pension every month, but they also had other income.
And they didn't have to look after kids, their love for each other was also quite blissful.
Zhang Hao was actually quite envious of their life.
