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

"Shanglu, yes, for you, the richest man in Pengcheng, my broken company is indeed dispensable."

"But that is the career that I have worked so hard for half my life. It is the country that I have built. Why do you say that if you tell me to shut it down, I must shut it down?"

"I mean, I have to work hard to adapt to your new status as the richest man in Pengcheng, but it doesn't mean that I have to completely abandon my own appearance to cater to you."

Qiao Qiao was really angry.

"I didn't say I wanted you to cater to me."

Shanglu was also a little angry.

"Could it be that as the wife of Shanglu, I still need you to work so hard outside?"

"That's not called hard work, that's called fulfillment, that's called having social value, that's called having a sense of security."

Qiao Qiao raised his voice.

With her declaration and anger.

"..." Shang Lu didn't answer.

Looking at him, Qiao Qiao said disappointedly, "Shanglu, I don't know you. The bankrupt Shanglu is gone. I don't think we even need to get in touch again."

"What do you mean?" Shang Lu frowned, "You want a divorce?"

Qiao Qiao threw to him exactly what he had said, "literally."

Understand for yourself.

After speaking, she left.

She could understand his original intention of concealing his identity.

Why can't he understand her?

It seems that two people with unequal identities will indeed cause a lot of conflicts.

This morning, Qiao Qiao was in a bad mood.

He left the villa in a hurry.

When Shang Lu went downstairs to eat breakfast, Shang Zhongbo ordered his servants to arrange the table carefully.

It was the first time for the daughter-in-law to have breakfast at home. It was not acceptable to be too grand, but it was also not acceptable to be too casual. Uncle Shang was really worried.

Not seeing Qiao Qiao, Shang Zhongbo looked at Shang Lu with a dark face, "Where is Qiao Qiao, were you too tired last night, didn't you come down with you?"

Although Shang Lu was unhappy, when he answered Shang Zhongbo, he was very polite, "Dad, don't be so busy, Qiao Qiao has gone to Wenzhou."

"Going to Wenzhou?" Shang Zhongbo asked hurriedly, "Are you making Qiao Qiao unhappy again?"

Shanglu sat down and drank milk.

Not wanting Shang Zhongbo to worry, he said lightly, "No, she is busy with work and has a lot of things to do."

"No matter how many things she has to do, she can have more things than you, the big president. You must be making her unhappy. Did you quarrel?" Shang Zhongbo didn't care about anything, and put the blame on Shang Lu.

Phytolacca at the dining table still seemed to be drinking milk casually.

When he put down the cup, he gave Shang Zhongbo a faint look.

"Dad, don't worry about our couple. You haven't asked Uncle Qin to play golf for a long time. Qin Sen and Su Jingxian just got divorced, and Uncle Qin is depressed. You can go and relieve his boredom."

"I think you are the one who needs relief." Shang Zhongbo glared at his son, "You look unhappy, you must have quarreled with Qiao Qiao."

Phytophthora took a bite of the cheese bread, "Which eye of yours is unhappy seeing me?"

Shang Zhongbo: "Both eyes have seen."

Shanglu: "..."

Shang Zhongbo: "Shang Lu, I don't care, you have to make my daughter-in-law happy and take her home with you, otherwise, don't come back either."

The cheese bread in his hand was put back on the dinner plate by Phytophthora.

Between the eyebrows, he frowned slightly, "It's just right, I'm busy these days, so I won't come back to visit your old man."

After all, he pushed the chair behind him.

Get up and leave.

Shang Zhongbo was so angry that he casually picked up a piece of bread and threw it at him, "You've offended other girls, and you've become arrogant."

The smashed bread fell from Poke Lu's back and rolled on the ground.

Shanglu took a look and paused briefly.

Take another step, go far.

……

Qiao Qiao returned to Wenzhou and was busy for several days.

The end of the year is getting closer.

In a few days, it will be the New Year.

But her factory in Wenzhou did not have a holiday.

The batch of electronic products driven by the factory are exported to Angola.

In Angola, there is no such thing as Spring Festival.

They signed the contract and must send the goods within the specified delivery time.

A group of people in the factory stayed behind to catch up on work, and Qiao Qiao stayed behind.

Song Wei called, "Qiao'er, are you really not coming back for the Chinese New Year? How about I help you buy a plane ticket. This year is the first Chinese New Year after you and Shanglu get married. Aren't you coming back to accompany him?"

"Why am I going to accompany him?" Qiao Qiao said with some emotion.

Knowing that he is the richest man in Pengcheng, she has been trying hard to adapt to his new identity.

What did he do again?

Did nothing but say sorry.

Why must she cater to him?

She's not that humble.

Hearing her resistance, Song Wei became worried, "Qiaoer, you and Shanglu had a fight."

"How dare I." Qiao Qiao laughed at himself, "He is the richest man in Pengcheng."

"Qiao'er, something is wrong, you must have had a fight. Isn't Shanglu always accommodating you, why does it feel like you have been wronged?"

"Because I'm his wife, he doesn't think it's necessary for me to start my small company, and he doesn't respect my career at all."

"Isn't our company pretty good? It's growing stronger and making more money."

"We make a little money of one hundred thousand a month, and the richest man in Pengcheng doesn't like it at all."

That's why he felt that the broken company she opened was dispensable.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help being angry.

Song Wei understood her and said comforting words.

"Hiss..." Qiao Qiao's stomach suddenly hurt.

"What's wrong?" Song Wei worried.

Qiaoqiao: "..."

Feeling the stickiness on the pants, Qiaoqiao stretched out his hand to touch it, and it was stained with blood.

That day when Shang Lu went back to his family's Dashanzhuang, Shang Lu came a little crazy at night, and had intercourse several times in the second half of the night.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw some blood and my stomach hurt.

I thought it was my aunt who came.

Two days later, it stopped again.

Now, here we go again.

The pain came on more violently.

After a while, I became dizzy with stomach cramps, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

The people next to her also saw that something was wrong with her, so they hurried over to show concern.

She clutched her belly and shook violently when she got up, "No, I have to go to the hospital."

Xiao Hui at the front desk quickly helped her into the car.

After getting in the car, the cold sweat broke out more and more violently, and her entire face was extremely pale.

The car seat under him was also covered with blood.

Xiao Hui, who was sitting next to her, touched her hand and saw a large amount of blood. She was frightened and said, "Sister Qiaoqiao, why did you bleed so much? What's wrong with you? Could it be a miscarriage?"

impossible.

Qiao Qiao wanted to say that she wasn't even pregnant, how could she have a miscarriage.

Without making a sound, the whole person fell forward and became dizzy.

When he woke up, the pain in his lower abdomen was not so severe, but his hands were extremely cold.

When I looked up, I saw two bottles of intravenous drip above my head.

The cold liquid medicine flowed drop by drop into the blood vessel in her right hand.

Xiao Hui beside her frowned and looked at her sympathetically, "Sister Qiaoqiao, the doctor said that the fetus in your stomach is more than five weeks old."

Knowing that she was newly married, Xiao Hui was afraid that she would be sad, but she was a little speechless, "But..."