On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Can't be sad.

Don't be sad!

Qiao Qiao warned himself.

I also hate myself for being too stupid, too stupid and too simple.

Obviously being deceived into circles.

But I thought I found a peerless husband who would be hard to find under the sky with a lantern on.

What made her angry was not the concealment of Shanglu's identity.

He is the richest man in Pengcheng, and he has such a large family property, so he should be on guard against her.

she understands.

What makes her angry is, how can this man talk about parting so casually?

Maybe it's those two things added together.

It was even more difficult for her to accept.

After hanging up the phone, she was on the assembly line.

Shanglu made several more phone calls.

She cut it off and ignored it.

No one has ever dared to hang up Shanglu several times in a row.

Qiao Qiao was the first.

Pokemon had tensed and stern forehead and rigid facial lines.

Frustrated and lost in my heart.

The lungs are about to explode.

He was always calm and calm, but he couldn't keep calm at this moment.

He called again and again.

This woman really only had work in her eyes.

He just said casually that she actually wanted to divorce him?

Is he really dispensable?

"Sister Qiao, your phone keeps ringing." An employee standing next to Qiao Qiao reminded her.

Qiao Qiao suppressed the anger in her heart, and said calmly, "It's okay, don't worry about it, advertisement."

It's night shift now.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

In this time period, how can there be any advertising calls?

The employee guessed, "Sister Qiao, are you having a conflict with your husband?"

Qiao Qiao, whose heart was overwhelmed, smiled, "No, we have a good relationship, let's work."

Can't stand Phytolaca's phone call is like a reminder.

She had to go outside the workshop.

Pick up the phone.

"Qiao Qiao, what do you mean, you want to divorce me?"

The voice on the other end was obviously dissatisfied and angry.

Still cold.

As if asking questions.

Qiao Qiao sneered, "You didn't say it, it's meaningless to be with me like this, why not separate?"

"I'm just talking casually."

Shanglu knew that what he said was wrong.

He defended himself, "Have you ever thought about how much you ignore me? You only have your work in your eyes."

"Shanglu, can you say it casually when you break up? I thought you were a very calm person."

Qiao Qiao was extremely disappointed.

And said:

"Shanglu, you men are really strange."

"A woman who can't do anything without making money, it's useless for you to despise her, and despise her as a yellow-faced woman."

"A capable woman who makes money, and you despise her for neglecting her family."

"You compare me with someone like Chen Yajun?" Shanglu's voice suddenly rose.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

He is usually quite calm and calm.

When encountering Qiaoqiao, he couldn't calm down.

Especially being ignored and wronged by her.

He declared, "Even if you don't make money, I can support you. How could I be like Chen Yajun, how could I dislike you for not making money?"

"Yes."

Qiao Qiao sneered.

"You can indeed support me, and you can afford to support me, too much."

"But I, Qiaoqiao, never like to be raised by men. I told you very clearly when I got married that I can't just stay at home and be a housewife without making money."

When she got married, she made it very clear.

She calmed down and said again:

"Shanglu, think about it for yourself, can you accept me who puts career above all else?"

"If you can't accept it, I think separation is the best choice for both of us."

"If you separate, you can just use the marriage agreement I gave you on the day you received the certificate."

"You can rest assured that I will not pester you in any way."

So what if he is the richest man in Pengcheng?

She doesn't care about the property and status attached to him.

What she wants is a pure, honest and responsible husband.

It has nothing to do with his status.

Therefore, in the case of divorce, she will not ask for a penny of his property.

Snapped!

After speaking, she hung up the phone again.

January in Wenzhou is actually quite cold.

It is much colder than Pengcheng.

There is no air conditioning outside the workshop.

Qiao Qiao trembled a little.

She is so frost-resistant on weekdays, she only feels the wind blowing on her body, passing through her body like a knife and gun.

Even snowflakes fell from the sky.

In Pengcheng, you never see snowflakes.

Looking at the snow-sparse sky, Qiao Qiao's thoughts drifted away.

At the age of four, others are acting like a baby in the arms of their parents.

But she knelt in front of her mother, hugged her mother's legs tightly, and begged her to take her along.

My mother kicked her away, saying that she was an idiot, and there was no way to remarry with her.

Mom's face, she has blurred, can't remember clearly.

But she remembers it clearly.

It was a snowy day.

When her mother abandoned her, her heart was as cold as ice.

From then on, Qiao Qiao knew about it.

No one can be trusted.

Only by yourself can you feel safe.

When you're hungry, go find something to eat yourself.

If you are beaten, you beat yourself back.

When you fall, get up by yourself.

When it's raining, just take shelter from the rain by yourself.

A sense of security has always been found and won by oneself, and cannot be relied on by anyone.

She will not make herself sad or cry because of this little emotional turmoil.

How big is it?

Who can have no emotional setbacks.

Song Wei is divorced and has a child, and she can live a good life.

There is nothing wrong with her.

I still like the relationship of being busy and making money.

Qiao Qiao returned to the workshop assembly line without hesitation and continued to work on her work.

Only by making money, and having the money in her pocket, can she be given a full sense of security and solidity.

She is not sloppy at all.

Get money, get busy with work, very devoted.

For several days in a row, Qiaoqiao didn't take the initiative to pay attention to Shanglu.

The arrogant Shanglu didn't have the cheek to look for her anymore.

The two were so deadlocked.

No one paid attention to anyone.

At noon, Qiaoqiao and the employees of the factory had lunch in the cafeteria together.

Three dishes and one soup.

Two meat and one vegetarian.

Qiaoqiao took a big bite of the rice, prepared to eat enough, and continued to work.

The TV in front of the cafeteria is broadcasting the news.

It is about the richest family in Pengcheng, who recently invested a huge amount of money in research and development of 7G technology.

7G technology has far-reaching significance for the development of the country.

6G technology is already very good, and now it is going to develop 7G technology, it really is a technology giant.

Xiaohui, who was sitting next to the front desk, said casually, "Sister Qiao, I heard that the 7g technology developed by the richest man in Pengcheng is very good. Tech giants all over the world are jealous."

"Yes." Qiao Qiao replied.

It is because of jealousy that I want to grab it.

She is sure that the last time she was kidnapped in Angola for no reason must have something to do with this 6G technology.

At that time, Shanglu brought several helicopters to rescue her, but she actually believed Shanglu's nonsense.

Xiaohui said again, "Sister Qiao, your husband's surname is Shang, and he is from Pengcheng. Does it have anything to do with the richest man in Pengcheng?"

Qiaoqiao didn't feel anything when someone asked her that question before.

Now it feels a little ironic.

Her husband is obviously the richest man in Pengcheng, but she doesn't even know it.

She stopped her big mouthfuls of rice, looked up at Xiaohui who was opposite her, "I want to tell you, my husband is the richest man in Pengcheng, do you believe it?"

Xiaohui: "Sister Qiao, are you kidding me? If Brother Lu is really the richest man in Pengcheng, do you need to open this small factory here and work overtime so desperately to make money?"