The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Early the next morning, Jiang Ruoyue went downstairs, and was just about to enter the kitchen to cook some porridge when the doorbell rang.

She opened the door, and there was a courier standing at the door, holding a bunch of dazzling white chrysanthemums, Jiang Ruoyue squinted her eyes.

"Hello, are you Ms. Jiang Ruoyue? Someone asked me to give you this bouquet."

The courier was also quite nervous. At first, he thought that someone had passed away in this family, but when he saw the atmosphere, no one had passed away. The white chrysanthemum meant mourning for the deceased. What was the flower orderer doing?

"Hello, the flowers have been delivered, please sign for them."

Jiang Ruoyue didn't accept the pen handed over by the courier, but saw the card on the flower, picked it up and opened it.

"Jiang Ruoyue, these are the flowers I kindly gave to your grandma. It's too pitiful for her old man to be buried in the cold river bottom. Because I was originally doing charity, I can donate a bouquet of flowers to her."

"Miss, please sign."

"Miss? Can I sign?"

Jiang Ruoyue suddenly closed the card, grabbed the handful of flowers, and threw them on the ground, trembling all over, "Hurry up and leave."

Qi Zhen's move was really ruthless. It stimulated her and sprinkled salt on her wound.

"Here, Miss, this is..."

Jiang Ruoyue glared at him with eyes full of fire.

The courier saw that her fingertips were trembling with anger, and he didn't dare to ask her to sign again, so he swallowed his throat and left.

After five or six minutes, Jiang Ruoyue calmed down a little, picked up the bouquet of flowers, and threw it into the farthest trash can.

Standing by the trash can, Jiang Ruoyue took out her mobile phone and called Qi Zhen.

"Is it interesting to play such a childish trick?"

"It's interesting to be able to make you so angry. I've heard the courier say that when you saw the bouquet of flowers, you looked very surprised and happy."

Jiang Ruoyue's lips were about to bite and bleed, "You will be punished by God for consuming an old man whose whereabouts are unknown, Qi Zhen."

"Oh, it's the 21st century, and you're still so superstitious, or you can sit on a bench and wait for the day when I will be punished by God."

Jiang Ruoyue took a deep breath, feeling that the anger in her body was about to rush to her throat.

"You are sick, I warn you, if you dare to curse my grandma, I will let you go around without food."

Qi Zhen only laughed a few times over there, and hung up Jiang Ruoyue's phone, which meant that she would not be afraid of you, Jiang Ruoyue.

Jiang Ruoyue squeezed her phone, walked to the swing and sat down, her palms turned into ice cubes.

When He Yi came downstairs, he saw her sitting on the swing, like an eggplant beaten in autumn.

He Yi's chest twitched, and he walked over quickly, rubbing the hair on top of her head.

"It's not like you when you wake up in the morning and feel lifeless, like a withered flower."

Jiang Ruoyue turned her head away, not in the mood to talk to He Yi.

"You're going to be hungry, eat some bread mats to cushion your stomach, breakfast hasn't been made yet."

He Yi sat down beside her, staring at her pale face, "Thinking about grandma?"

Jiang Ruoyue lowered her eyes and nodded.

He Yi's slender fingertips penetrated into her black hair, straightened her long hair that was blown by the wind, and coaxed her patiently.

"You have to know that no matter where grandma is now, she doesn't want to see you looking so sluggish."

The corners of Jiang Ruoyue's eyes were sore, and she said in a low voice: "But I can't find my grandma for a day, and I feel that she is in a cold corner, suffering thousands of pains. He Yi, I can't hold on anymore."

It was also as if there were thousands of ants gnawing at her heart.

She said that she couldn't hold on any longer, He Yi narrowed his narrow eyes for a moment, then took her small head into his arms.

"Don't think about it, I'll send some more people to let me touch the surface and the bottom of the river, and I will definitely find grandma."

Jiang Ruoyue reluctantly nodded, He Yi took the phone and called Qi Yun.

"Immediately send another group of people to participate in the search and rescue of Jiang Ruoyue's grandmother."

He sent this group of people to comfort Jiang Ruoyue on the surface, and he had already sent enough people to search and rescue there.

Hearing that He Yi finished making the phone call, Jiang Ruoyue raised her curly eyelashes, and another group of people was sent to find grandma, maybe she would be able to find grandma soon, she had a glimmer of hope for a short time.

Without thinking about it, she raised her head from his chest and blurted out.

"Thank you husband."

He Yi immediately pinched her collagen-covered face punitively, "Tell me again what you just said?"

Being polite to him will only anger him with high blood pressure at a young age.

Feeling the increased force between He Yi's fingers, Jiang Ruoyue bared her teeth in pain, and raised her hand to pat his arm, "Let go, let go, half of your face will fall off."

Only then did He Yi let go of her.

"Remember this lesson, and you must not be so polite with me next time, otherwise, you will suffer."

He has told her countless times about being polite to him, but she won't change after repeated admonitions. This time he really deliberately taught her a lesson.

Tsk, Jiang Ruoyue rubbed the place where he grabbed her, and rolled her eyes a few times in a row. She was just thanking people out of habit, but his hands were too fast, and it hurt too much.

Seeing that she was still staring at him full of resentment, and her hands were pitifully covering the place that was being grabbed, He Yi pulled her hand away, and looked carefully at the place, it turned red, hating that iron could not become steel road.

"Does it hurt?"

"very painful."

He Yi used his fingertips to gently rub the spot, "I'll rub it."

Jiang Ruoyue ruthlessly slapped his hands away, "Kneading, the skin will be torn."

He Yi found that Jiang Ruoyue was gradually getting angry. It seems that when a person is in pain, pain is also a way to wake him up.