A Beautiful Misunderstanding

"Zac, thank you for helping me just now. Well, can we put off the procedures until after the engagement party tomorrow is finished?"

"It depends on you." Zac shrugged. It didn't really matter if it was delayed for a day.

"Thank you." Essie finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had to do everything to save her dignity tomorrow.

With that, she invited him to have lunch with her.

When they walked into the restaurant next to the community, Essie ordered the cheapest thing on the menu—sour noodles and braised soy bean curds. Then, she went Dutch and paid for her own bill.

"Let me pay." Zac motioned to take out his wallet, but Essie, who didn't seem to hear him, just handed the money to him.

After taking her seat, Essie smiled and said, "We met by chance, and after this awkward marriage, we won't meet each other ever again. We should just pay for ourselves."

Zac nodded in approval to her words.

Not long after that, the waiter served the noodles. Because she was the host, Essie gave Zac a dried bean. "Help yourself. The food here is cheap and delicious. And more importantly, they don't use used oil here."

his beautiful eyebrows and said, "How do you

sensitive stomach and intestines. So if it's used oil, I will have diarrhea if I take even one bite," Essie said

Drug Administration with her talent,' Zac thought, praising

raised her head to look at

all, he was legally her husband. It would be bad if he was a wanted criminal

work. But I don't have any work right now," Zac replied, not going into detail. She didn't

he build houses and

was a job,' Essie thought

live now?" She had to figure out where he lived. That way, if she couldn't get in touch with him tomorrow, she would be able to look for him at his

Zac said perfunctorily. This woman had too many

that I almost fell into a trap," she explained before suddenly covering her mouth with her hands. She realized that she had implied through her words that he was a hobo who came from another city and didn't have much money

shrugged, hoping to end the topic of household registration as soon

made sense. He was a poor man that had nothing but his good looks. Frauds probably wouldn't be interested in him. Sensing the impatience in his tone, Essie decided

restaurant after eating lunch and parted ways. There was one other important thing for Essie to do. She wanted to make a nice business suit for Zac. As a jobless vagabond, he must have cheap stuff, and if he were to wear

day, when Zac came, she