Chapter 273 - 273 272 Taking You to Flirt with Girls (29)

Chapter 273: Chapter 272: Taking You to Flirt with Girls? (29) Chapter 273: Chapter 272: Taking You to Flirt with Girls? (29) Reclining in the office chair with his head back, a towel soaked in cold water rested on his forehead.

Qu Guo’an came in backward, holding a stack of gift boxes, his chin supporting the items in his arms, and barely placed them on the desk when he saw the person across playing “dead,” deep in thought about life.

“Tang Zelin, the stuff from upstairs just came in. Let’s split it, half for you and half for me. Come take a look.”

The “corpse,” sighed deeply.

Qu Guo’an then realized something was wrong, walked over, grabbed the towel from Tang Zelin’s forehead, and tossed it on the desk.

“What’s up with you? Weren’t you supposed to get a follow-up with Wang Xie today? Are you feeling unwell?”

Tang Zelin straightened himself in the chair, just mentioning medical check-ups gave him a headache.

Recalling the embarrassing scene at the hospital entrance, a cunning little fox, seemingly concerned but actually full of schemes, dragged him back into the hospital to check his nose again.

Sigh…

“Why the sigh? What’s the matter?” Qu Guo’an was nervous about his sigh; Tang Zelin better not have any issues, especially now when the settlement heavily relied on him.

Tang Zelin asked Qu Guo’an, “Old Qu?”

“Yeah, you tell me.”

“Dating is risky, marriage needs caution.”

“Pff~” Qu Guo’an couldn’t help but scoff, “Are you the full man who doesn’t know the hungry man’s plight?”

“No, it’s heartfelt advice.”

And so, he recounted to Qu Guo’an the incident that had happened at the entrance of the Military Region Hospital earlier that day, and after he finished, Qu Guo’an laughed heartily for a long time.

“Haha, for real? Did that really happen?”

Tang Zelin picked up the towel from the desk, wiped his hands, and nodded.

“I never expected her to say that line; you have no idea, I suddenly took it the wrong way because of what she said.”

“Hahaha, your little wife doesn’t seem like that type, does she?”

“That’s what I’m saying.” He took a sip of water and looked over Qu Guo’an’s shoulder, “What did they send?”

“A box of pastries, a pack of cigarettes, oh, and some wedding candy from the group captain, he said it’s for your wedding.”

Tang Zelin was pleased and stood up to look through them.

Without a second thought, he tore open the cigarettes first, took one out, and put it in his mouth. He had been out of “supplies” for a while and was feeling stifled.

After drawing hard on it twice, feeling relaxed in body and mind, he leisurely examined the wedding candy given by his superior.

A square tin box, filled to the brim with wedding candy, filled him with gratitude.

In the past, he had never thought about settling down. Before the apocalypse, resources were abundant, and his status wasn’t shabby, so he never imagined his wedding would be like this. But when he started seriously considering marriage, he suddenly realized he couldn’t even produce a decent bride price.

Inside, he felt a bit guilty towards Su Shu.

He always felt she was somewhat short-changed being Mrs. Tang Zelin.

With Su Shu’s credentials, now in the safety zone, anyone coming to propose could contribute something decent, but he, the Garrison Commander with soldiers by the thousands, had nothing.

This time, having a box of wedding candy was at least better than having nothing at all.

Qu Guo’an came over, grinning, “So, feeling moved? Pockets cleaner than your face, feeling insecure about getting married, huh?”

Standing with one hand in his pocket, Tang Zelin exhaled smoke confidently, “How could I? My Su Shu isn’t like that. Finding a husband as good as me is hard; it’d be a waste to let me go.”

“Tsk tsk tsk, keep bragging.”

Tang Zelin closed the lid of the candy box, his gaze softly sweeping over the bright red auspicious characters atop it. Why did those characters look so pleasing?