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

"I……"

Shanglu didn't know how to answer this question.

On the phone, I couldn't speak clearly for a while.

Qiao Qiao, who is far away in Wenzhou, is full of question marks.

Since the past few days, I have held back a lot of doubts in my heart, waiting for him to answer them.

Today, no matter what, I have to have a clear chat with him, otherwise she will be caught off guard with all these serious concerns.

"Shanglu, I don't want to pursue the fact that you have been concealing my identity."

"Things have already happened, and it is useless to pursue them."

"You are the richest man in Pengcheng. From your point of view, I also understand you. You must have your considerations."

"Next, I want to ask you a few questions. You must answer honestly and don't lie to me again."

"You also know that the cornerstone of marriage must be honesty, otherwise it won't last long."

Shanglu's voice was full of oaths, "I promise to be honest and honest, and I will never lie, otherwise..."

"Shanglu." Qiao Qiao said decisively, "Don't swear casually, and don't make any promises to a woman casually. Otherwise, I will take it seriously. Before you promise anything, you'd better think clearly."

"Whatever you want to ask, just ask." The stone in Shang Lu's heart finally fell to the ground, why did he become more nervous and uneasy.

He stood on the balcony, holding on to the nanmu railing.

Hold on tight.

Let go, hold tight again.

I was a little nervous and overwhelmed.

Mingming wanted to know what Qiaoqiao would ask next, but was afraid of knowing.

I don't know what attitude Qiao Qiao will have.

The more disturbed you are, the more you hold on to the railing.

On the phone, Qiao Qiao asked simply and neatly, "You didn't have any other purpose when you married me, right? You were just forced by your father, right?"

"Yes." Shang Lu didn't dare to lie again, "Although I resisted it, the first day I met you, I felt that you were different from other people."

Qiao Qiao was still a little angry, and said coldly, "I didn't ask you anything else, what I asked, what did you answer."

"Okay, you ask." Shang Lu listened quietly, not daring to interrupt.

Qiao Qiao asked again, "In the beginning of the marriage, you were actually on guard against me, right? Otherwise, you would not accept my prenuptial agreement, and you would not acquiesce in the plan that I would not ask you for a penny of prenuptial property after the divorce. Right?"

"Yes."

"This is the real you." Qiao Qiao snorted coldly in her heart.

A capitalist is indeed a capitalist.

Marriage is calculated seamlessly.

Shanglu on the other end of the phone shouted for injustice.

I didn't have that face to shout out, so I had to smile lowly.

That miserable smile seemed a little helpless in the evening wind of Pengcheng, "Joe, it's not right now. I'm not guarding you anymore. I want to give you a house, car, and card. I want to give you a life of ease and prosperity." Life, I don't want you to live so hard and tiringly."

"Thank you!"

Qiao Qiao's heart was extremely complicated.

I don't think the wind and snow outside the kitchen window are even bigger.

It was snowing in the city of Wenzhou, which was so beautiful, but Qiaoqiao only felt the chill.

The chaos in my heart is the same as the wind and snow blowing up everywhere outside.

She pushed open the door, walked out of the balcony, and stretched out her hand to grab it. There were snowflakes falling, but she couldn't catch anything.

Some things seem to come, but they don't belong to her.

She sighed a little, "But, Shanglu, have you ever thought that the things you want to give me may not be what I want."

"Qiaoer. I am your husband. I am your husband. What is mine is yours. If you don't want it, it is also yours." Shang Lu was eager to express his opinion.

Qiao Qiao smiled.

He smiled a little forcedly.

Holding the phone, I heard him say a few more words.

She didn't speak, the other hand that didn't hold the phone stretched out, the palm spread out, and it was quietly raised in the air.

Suddenly, a snowflake fluttered down on her palm.

But soon, it melted.

That snowflake seems to have been in her palm, but it seems that it has never been.

It was as if in life, her parents loved her once, and it was as if they had never loved her. What was left to her was a sense of security that she had never had before.

It's the same here in Shanglu.

Suddenly knowing that he was the richest man in Pengcheng, she didn't feel lucky and happy because of it, but she felt even more insecure.

Looking at the snowflakes falling under the night sky, she asked, "Shanglu, let me ask you one last question. Are you going to continue this marriage?"

"What about you?" Shang Lu asked back, "After knowing that I am the richest man in Pengcheng, are you angry, do you blame me, and are you going to continue walking with me?"

Standing in the cold wind, Qiaoqiao had long forgotten that she still had a stomachache.

Facing the cold wind, she wanted to calm herself down more.

to make the right decision.

She didn't want to have regrets in her life.

She really put a lot of emotion into this marriage, and even felt that she had a home from a person who had never felt a sense of belonging.

She doesn't want to be alone anymore.

She didn't want to be separated from Shanglu.

"Shang Lu, I said on the first day of marriage that a long-lasting and good marriage must be evenly matched. But we cannot be evenly matched..."

"Qiao Er, are you still determined to get a divorce?" Shang Lu said in a deep voice.

Looking at the night in Pengcheng, his entire broad and powerful shoulders suddenly collapsed.

His eyes also dimmed, lost their brilliance, and felt a little painful.

Even more afraid, "Joe..."

"Listen to me." Qiao Qiao said, "Although the two of us cannot be evenly matched, I will try my best to accept and digest this matter. I will also work hard..."

"Joe, you don't need to work hard to be my wife."

"Shanglu, you should know that whether you are the richest man in Pengcheng or not, it won't change my plan and determination to work hard to make money and be financially independent."

"..." He didn't know what to say, she was indeed the one he knew, that independent Qiao Qiao.

But she, who was only thinking about making money, really made him very wronged.

He begged, "Joe, can you try to balance work and family as much as possible, and don't keep ignoring me like before."

Qiaoqiao: "Shanglu, I haven't finished yet."

He waited for her to finish.

She continued, "The you I met before were a bankrupt laborer, an honest man with a sense of responsibility. Now that you are the richest man in Pengcheng, I need to reconsider the relationship between the two of us, and I also need to reconsider the relationship between us. To adapt. So please give me some time."

Standing in front of the railing, Shanglu held the wooden post in his hands uneasily, "If you don't adapt, will you divorce me?"

"I can't answer you right now." Qiao Qiao was also in a mess.

An ordinary small business at the bottom of society, a small boss.

Bankruptcy and closure are possible at any time.

Without any social resources, without any social background.

The reason why Shang Lu wanted to continue walking with her was probably because she felt fresh in her, and felt that she was different from those rich and famous ladies.

People are like this.

Among the big fish and big meat, a plate of green vegetables suddenly appeared, and he would definitely choose green vegetables.

But if you eat green vegetables for a long time, you will get tired of the taste, and you will feel disgusted and miss the taste of meat.

She didn't know how long Shang Lu's feeling for her would last.

She also didn't know if there would be new conflicts in their unequal marriage, and if the two of them could get along well.

In the future, there are too many unknowns.

Therefore, she couldn't answer Shanglu.

This made Shanglu on the other side of the night suddenly hang a heart stone.

The straight back and shoulders suddenly sank.

In the thick night, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners showed a tinge of pain, "Qiaoer, have you ever loved me after half a year of marriage?"