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 know whether they use used oil

stomach and intestines. So if it's used oil, I will have diarrhea if

in Food and Drug Administration with her talent,'

were eating, Essie suddenly stopped and took a sip of water. Then, she raised her head to look at

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

I don't have any work right now," Zac replied, not going into

houses and

at least it was a job,' Essie thought to

big black eyes before asking, "Where do you 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

This

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 at all, so he had to stay in some cheap private hotels because economical hotels were now charging several

deceived?" Zac shrugged, hoping to end the topic of household registration as soon

was a poor man that had nothing but his good looks. Frauds probably wouldn't be interested in

wanted to make a nice business suit for Zac. As a jobless vagabond, he must have cheap stuff,

and bought good cloth. The next day, when Zac came, she greeted