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

Qiao Qiao pushed her palm out.

Phytophthora's chest and kisses, leaving her.

Shang Lu was forced to open his eyes, frowning, his eyes sinking.

"what happened?"

Obviously, she didn't like the intimate contact just now.

Something sharp scratched Shanglu's heart.

Qiao Qiao met Shanglu's eyes.

"Plant Lu, I don't want to get pregnant."

"You suddenly became the richest man in Pengcheng, I haven't gotten used to it yet."

"I'm afraid that the two of us will end up not being suitable. If we have children, it will make the children suffer."

"My child must grow up in a healthy and happy family. I don't want him to be like me."

"So, if it's not suitable for us to get divorced, it's better not to have children."

She answered crisply.

It's all her true thoughts.

There is no cover-up or concealment.

She thought that she and Shanglu were a couple, so she had to be more honest.

Especially now that his identity has become the richest man in Pengcheng, these things must be explained more clearly.

This made Shang Lu very sad.

His whole brows were wrinkled into a Sichuan shape, "You mean, you might still divorce me?"

"I didn't say I want a divorce, but if we're not suitable, it's not good for anyone to be together."

Qiao Qiao looked up.

When he kissed her just now, he had already pressed on her body.

The two go up and down.

Shanglu on top.

She is next.

Shanglu's eyes, which were originally full of expectation, were stained with disappointment.

He always felt that his high charm value, which had always been charming and countless, suddenly became a negative number with Qiao Qiao.

Qiao buckled under him and readjusted his breathing.

When reaching out, he unbuttoned Shanglu, "You want it today, don't you?"

"..." Shanglu didn't answer.

Qiaoqiao said again, "As long as you wear the condom, I can cooperate with you."

They are a couple, and they haven't had a married life for more than a month.

Qiao Qiao knew that Shanglu must be overwhelmed.

Although she doesn't adapt to Shanglu's status as the richest man in Pengcheng, she should still do her best as a wife.

This kind of thinking was penetrated by Shang Lu.

He frowned, looking at her in pain.

"Qiaoqiao, are you doing your duty when you do that kind of thing with me?"

what?

Qiao Qiao unbuttoned Shanglu's shirt and stopped.

He raised his eyes and looked at him.

He has a look of anger.

He asked again, "Qiaoqiao, I want to know, every time you did that kind of thing with me before, what kind of mood did you have?"

"Shanglu..." Qiaoqiao raised her lips.

Shanglu said firmly, "Okay, you don't need to tell me the answer."

Roll over and get off her.

He went to take a shower.

After taking a bath, he lay beside her and did not approach her again.

The couple slept with their backs facing each other and never interacted again.

A wechat notification sound broke the silence that was very bad.

It was Qiaoqiao's WeChat that rang.

Song Wei sent: Qiao'er, are you asleep?

Qiao Qiao thought about talking to Song Wei about her concerns when she was free.

Shanglu is the richest man in Pengcheng, so she should tell Song Wei about such a big matter.

Take advantage of it now.

Anyway, lying beside Shanglu, I also feel quite awkward.

When I didn't know that he was the richest man in Pengcheng, I didn't feel so uneasy.

After knowing that he is the richest man in Pengcheng, she felt that everything was wrong.

She sent it to Song Wei: Weiwei, if I tell you that Shanglu is the richest man in Pengcheng we discussed before and heir to the Shang consortium, would you believe me?

Song Wei on the other end of WeChat stared at the screen, feeling guilty for a while.

Should I tell Qiao Qiao that she knew the true identity of Shanglu long before her?

Let's be honest.

Whether Qiaoqiao blamed her or got angry, she had to tell the truth.

Song Wei: Qiaoer, actually, I already knew the identity of the richest man in Shanglu Pengcheng when I was in Angola.

Qiao Qiao: Did you already know the identity of the richest man in Shang Lu Pengcheng?How did you know?You know, why didn't you tell me earlier?

Song Wei: I overheard the conversation between Shang Lu and Qin Sen.Qiao'er, Shanglu actually doesn't want to hide from you, he really loves you, so don't blame Shanglu.

Qiaoqiao: ...

Song Wei: I heard that you are having conflicts these days, Qiao'er, such a noble man, he is willing to let go of the figure of the richest man in Pengcheng for you, so please forgive him.

Qiao Qiao: I didn't blame him.I need to reconsider our marriage.

Song Wei: Qiao'er, what else is there to think about, Shanglu is a sought-after product, but it's hard to find even with a lantern.

Qiaoqiao: You don't understand.

Song Wei: Qiaoer, I understand.You have been on the wind and rain for 28 years, and finally you can dock, and you have found a harbor that shelters you from the wind. How difficult it is.

Qiao Qiao: Weiwei, there is no safe haven for a lifetime. The one who can shelter herself from the wind will always be her own ability and ability to support herself. I don't want to rely on men.

Song Wei: ...

Qiao Qiao: Of course, I will try my best to adapt to Shanglu's status as the richest man in Pengcheng, and work hard to manage this marriage.

But whether she and Shanglu are suitable to be together, she has no answer in her heart.

Instead of chatting with Song Wei, she put her phone on the bedside.

Still facing away from Shanglu.

Carefully turning over, looking at Shanglu's back.

He is so temperamental.

Even the back view reveals a powerful aura.

She should have realized long ago that he is an extraordinary person.

Why is she so stupid, so stupid, so naive to think that he is really a bankrupt worker who has to go back to his old job in IT?

After all, it wasn't that he hid it well.

It's because she longs so much for the stable and stable days when husband and wife are equal.

When Qiao Qiao approached Shanglu, she reached out and gently hugged Shanglu's waist.

Hands are shaking.

Cheek, stuck to his straight back.

Shang Lu's back suddenly collapsed.

Is this woman finally willing to take the initiative to hug him?

Just tasted a little bit of sweetness, Shanglu forgot all the grievances, and left behind all the sense of loss.

Turning around quickly, he held Qiao Qiao's slender waist and put it in his arms.

Pinching the tip of her nose, she said aggrievedly, "You're finally willing to talk to me, huh?"

"Shanglu." Buried in his arms, Qiaoqiao sighed uneasily, "If you are not the richest man in Pengcheng, but just a part-time worker, how good would it be?"

That way, she won't feel uneasy because of their unequal identities.

I will not feel anxious or afraid about the uncertain future.

Shanglu felt a little helpless.

How many women admire him because of his status as the richest man in Pengcheng.

How did you come to Qiaoqiao's place and not like his identity?

Qiao Qiao in his arms became more uneasy and frightened, and plunged deeper into his arms.

Shanglu couldn't hold back anymore.

He flattened her delicate body.

Turn over, with an absolutely active posture, gently press up.

Pull off her clothes.

Pink nightdresses and dark nightgowns, as well as light-colored underwear and dark-colored underwear, were scattered on the carpet beside the bed.

Layer upon layer, intertwined.

Just like him and her on the bed...

Waking up the next morning, Qiao Qiao went to take a shower, and when she put on her clean underwear again, she suddenly saw a smear of blood.

I thought it was my period, and my stomach hurts.

But today is not her period...

There was a tampon in the suitcase, and Qiao Qiao put one on and went to wash her hands.

Around the waist, a strong and powerful arm was suddenly wrapped around.

Shang Lu hugged her, leaned against her ear, and kissed her, "Wake up so early?"

"Yeah." Qiao Qiao looked at the man in the mirror.

She still couldn't believe that this man who had lived with her for half a year was really the richest man in Pengcheng.

I'm an ordinary person, I don't have anything I want, so why did I marry the richest man in Pengcheng?

"Now that I'm up, I'll take you to see our new home, and then move there. I'll live in my villa in the future." He proposed.

Qiao Qiao opened the arms around her waist, turned around, turned her head, and frowned.

"Magnesia, I'm sorry, I bought a ticket for two hours later, and I will fly back to Wenzhou in a while."

"Leaving so soon?" Shang Lu frowned.

"Yeah." Qiao Qiao nodded, "I can't help it, there are a lot of things going on in Wenzhou."

Shanglu was a little unhappy, she just came back yesterday, and she didn't spend time with him.

He, a big president who manages more than 4 employees, is not as busy as her.

His face suddenly darkened, "Actually, you don't need to work so hard to make money. Being my wife can make it easier for you. In fact, you don't need to continue to open that dispensable company..."

"Shanglu." Qiao Qiao didn't let him finish his sentence, and said categorically, "I made it very clear yesterday, I forgive you for deceiving me, but it doesn't mean that I can fully accept your request." new identity."

She was a little angry, "If you want me to lose my career for you, I think you are not that attractive."

No man can make her lose her career.

She spoke seriously.

It doesn't sound like a joke at all.

Last night's obsession, last night's deep affection, at this moment, suddenly dissipated...