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

Shanglu looked at the notification message on his phone.

Qiao Qiao used the ICBC card he gave him to withdraw 20 yuan.

She is willing to swipe the card he gave her.

Does it mean that she is not angry anymore?

"Go to the company." Shang Lu didn't let Xiao Chen follow.

The lights at the intersection turned green.

Qiao Qiao released the brake, stepped on the accelerator, and moved forward.

Xiao Chen turned from the left-turning lane, turned around, and went back to Shang's Building.

Qiao Qiao drove the Bugatti to Times Square.

Half an hour ago, Bugatti had just crashed into a Porsche, and the headlights were crooked and the paint was peeling off.

But that doesn't affect its turnaround rate in the slightest.

A luxury car is indeed a luxury car.

When she drove this luxury car, not only did she turn heads high, but also those who looked at her were all envious of her.

But she didn't seem so happy.

She called Song Wei and asked her out.

Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Song Wei left the two sick children at home for Aunt Wu to take care of.

"Qiao'er, what are you taking me to Times Square for? This place is full of luxury stores, and everything is very expensive."

Song Wei always felt a little stage fright when she walked in a high-end consumer place.

After all, she came from the countryside and is a divorced single mother, so she is very uncomfortable staying here.

"What are you afraid of, you forgot, I am now the wife of the richest man in Pengcheng, the wife of a wealthy family, can I still afford it?"

Qiao Qiao took Song Wei's arm and walked inside.

"Go, let's buy you a present."

"Qiao'er, something is wrong with you today. Have you had a fight with Shanglu?"

Qiao Qiao walked to a first-tier women's clothing store and began to choose clothes for Song Wei.

Pick one and compare it with Song Wei, "We're not arguing."

"No noise?" Song Wei felt unbelievable.

Shanglu shut down her company, fired all her employees, and ruined her career.

How could there be no fight over such a big matter?

"Go and have a try." Qiao Qiao stuffed the clothes into Song Wei's arms.

"I'm not in the mood to try on clothes. What happened to you and Shang Lu?"

"It's really nothing, you go and try on clothes."

The reason why Qiaoqiao didn't quarrel with Shanglu, but chose to come out to get some air by herself, was to calm herself down.

She wants to think about this marriage relationship.

Consider this incredible encounter.

But she was actually very angry.

Just didn't show it.

She forced Song Wei to try on clothes, bought a lot for her, and bought a lot for Panpan and Xiaoheng.

She bought it herself.

They all swiped ICBC cards given by Shanglu.

Shangshi Building, the 89th floor president's office.

On Shanglu's mobile phone, there are one-by-one consumption reminders.

[Your industrial and commercial bank card with the tail number 0038, spending RMB 10 at 05:30800, the balance in the card...]

[Your industrial and commercial bank card with the tail number 0038, spending RMB 10 at 40:79000...]

[Your industrial and commercial bank card with the tail number 0038, spending RMB 11 at 05:180000...]

When receiving the first consumption reminder, the corners of Phytolaemia's lips rose slightly.

The mood is also good.

Thinking that Qiao Qiao finally got the hang of it, knew how to swipe his card, knew how to be a wealthy wife with peace of mind.

But the card is swiped so frequently.

Shang Lu felt that something was wrong.

This is not like Qiao Qiao's style.

It is impossible for her to buy so many things and spend so much money in one day.

It's not that Shanglu cares about money, the more she swipes his card, the happier he is.

But based on what he knew about Qiao Qiao, it seemed that something was wrong with Qiao Qiao.

Extremes must be reversed.

It seemed that his judgment was wrong in the morning, and Qiao Qiao's anger did not disappear, on the contrary, he became even more angry.

On this day, Qiao Qiao threw more than 100 million yuan on Song Wei.

I bought a bunch of luxury clothes and bags, and took Song Wei to a beauty salon to recharge more than 20 yuan.

She drove a Bugatti and took Song Wei home.

"Qiao'er, you spent so much money on me today, have you asked Shanglu?"

"It's okay, he just likes me swiping his card." Qiao Qiao forced a smile.

"Qiao'er, you smile so forcedly." Song Wei felt sorry for her.

She didn't respond, "..."

"Qiao'er, the company has been shut down by Shanglu, do you have any ideas? Next, what are your plans? This won't affect your relationship with Shanglu, right?" Song Wei was extremely worried.

Qiao Qiao, who was sitting in the cab of the Bugatti, was particularly at a loss.

She held the steering wheel tightly and smiled wryly, "I don't know either..."

She got out of the car.

Helping Song Wei open the door, "Hurry up and go home, the two children are still waiting for you at home."

On this day, she returned to Shanglu's villa on time.

Prepare dinner with the chef at home.

Then send a message to Shanglu.

Phytolaca 06:30 in the evening, back home.

A sumptuous and exquisite dinner has been served on the table.

"Isn't there a chef at home, so you don't have to work so hard to prepare dinner in the future."

Shang Lu looked at the dinner table, "Whatever you want to eat, just tell the chef."

Putting down his bag, he sat beside Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao looked at him, "I swiped your card today and bought a lot of things. You should have received a consumption reminder, right?"

"Well." Shanglu said, "buy whatever you like, don't worry about money."

Qiao Qiao squeezed a smile, "Phanglu, I will swipe your card and spend your money. Are you happy? You should be very happy?"

The smile on his face gradually faded.

After cooling down, he was a little angry, "Phanglu, but, I'm not happy."

Next, she spoke from the bottom of her heart.

"Shanglu, it's only natural for a wife to spend her husband's money, and it's only natural. Because we are a family."

"When necessary, if I have no money, or when I can't handle it, I will definitely accept your help."

"But Shanglu, do you know that you ruined my career without even discussing it? You are really too arbitrary."

Shang Lu frowned, "Qiaoer, what's wrong with being a full-time wife at home?"

"It's not suitable for us to continue arguing." Qiao Qiao made a stop gesture, "Eat."

People are iron rice is steel.

No matter how angry she was, she had to eat first.

After a few big mouthfuls of rice, Qiao Qiao left the table first.

Shanglu hasn't started to move his chopsticks yet.

The auntie nanny asked, "Third Master, the dishes and soup are a bit cold, would you like to warm them up for you?"

"No need." Shang Lu got up and followed upstairs.

After all, this meal was not pleasant at all.

Qiao Qiao slept in the guest room tonight.

The door is locked.

Shang Lu took the key and opened it from the outside.

"Joe, I want to talk to you." He stood at the door.

Qiao Qiao took the book next to the bed and flipped through it casually, "If you don't agree with me returning to the workplace, I don't think we have anything to talk about."

"Go back to your room first." Shang Lu seemed to beg for forgiveness.

Qiao Qiao continued to flip through her book, "I'm fine sleeping here."

Without saying a word, Shang Lu stepped forward, intending to carry her back to the master bedroom.

She struggled hard and refused to be hugged, so Shang Lu had no choice but to lift her up and walk back to the master bedroom domineeringly...