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

Standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Shanglu's forehead was tightly crumpled.

Qiao Qiao was in a mood, he knew it.

"Women like to get emotional. Just get used to it."

Taking one last look at Qiao Qiao who was tearing the petals, Shang Lu turned around and went to the headquarters building of the Shang Group.

Step out of the elevator and pass by Qin Sen's office.

Qin Sen just came out from inside.

Seeing that he was still wearing the ordinary suit Qiao Qiao bought for him every day, Qin Sen couldn't help but tease him.

"Shanglu, what's the matter, are the clothes bought by your daughter-in-law more comfortable? This has restored your status as the richest man in Pengcheng. Are you going to change your clothes?"

Shang Lu glanced at Qin Sen, "Are you envious? I envy you and asked your wife to buy you a set."

"Shanglu, is it on purpose?" Qin Sen was upset.

Knowing that Su Jingxian betrayed him, he already divorced Su Jingxian.

He no longer has a wife.

Shanglu also deliberately said such words that exposed his scars.

But Qin Sen didn't care about Shanglu.

Qin Sen followed up, "Let me tell you the truth, the foreign giants are still staring at our 6G technology. They have been making trouble for us recently. Recently, you, Qiao Qiao and the chairman, it is best not to go abroad. .”

The two entered Shanglu's office together.

Chatted a few things about work.

After the chat, Qin Sen asked, "Are you and Qiao Qiao okay recently? Qiao Qiao is a full-time wife at home, so he can still get used to it."

"Slowly she got used to it." Shang Lu was thoughtful.

"I really don't understand you. Why did you insist on making Qiao Qiao a full-time wife? Qiao Qiao didn't make trouble with you?" This was what made Qin Sen puzzled.

According to Qiao Qiao's workaholic character, let her be free, will she be free?

Shang Lu threw the documents in his hands aside, "What's wrong with being a full-time wife?"

"Shanglu, I always feel that it's a little abnormal for Qiaoqiao not to fight with you. Maybe one day he will explode and want to divorce you suddenly?" Qin Sen worried for him.

Shang Lu looked over coldly, "You just don't want to see me well, what are you looking forward to, why do you want me to get divorced?"

Qin Sen helped him analyze, "I'm kindly reminding you, don't impose your subjective thoughts on Qiao Qiao."

Shanglu: "..."

Qin Sen: "Her best friend, Song Wei, was previously a full-time wife and was disliked by her husband. She will definitely be very resistant to being a full-time wife."

Shanglu: "..."

Qin Sen: "In addition, Qiaoqiao is a money-making brain. She likes the feeling of making money by herself so much. If you make her a full-time wife, won't you kill her?"

Shang Lu frowned, "Even you don't understand, am I doing it for Qiao Qiao's sake?"

Qin Sen smiled helplessly, "Okay or not, that's up to Qiao Qiao to decide."

The top international floral club.

Qiaoqiao had a big fire in her heart, and she had nowhere to vent it.

It doesn't make sense to reason with Shanglu.

In front of her father-in-law, she had to pretend to act as a sweet and loving couple with Shang Lu.

Emotional, can not vent.

She can only finish all these beautiful and delicate flowers.

A good flower is cut so that the branches and leaves are separated, and the petals fall off.

The florist next to her is a very classic beauty, and her whole outfit matches today's scene very well.

Seeing the table of flowers she ruined, the smile on her face could no longer be elegant.

"Mrs. Shang, why don't I share the same flower arrangement experience with you?"

Qiao Qiao put down the scissors, "Not interested."

"No..." The classical florist was a little embarrassed, "Mrs. Shang, your husband ordered you to send the flowers you put to his office."

"is it?"

Qiao Qiao packed her a basket of petals and leaves.

"You send this to him."

If you still want to appreciate the flowers she arranged, it depends on whether she is in the mood to arrange flowers.

Half an hour later, Phytophthora received a basket of cut petals and branches, and his forehead couldn't help but collapsed.

Let her go to the flower club to let her calm down.

Being able to adjust my mood through an elegant and slow-paced thing like flower arrangement can make me happier.

Unexpectedly, she sent him a basket of cut petals and branches.

This is, still in a mood?

Because Qiao Qiao was still in a mood, Shang Lu left the group building early.

Qiao Qiao also returned to Hanjing Jiurong Terrace.

Shang Zhongbo is not here today, he went back to the villa in the villa.

Qiaoqiao was on the dining table alone, flicking snail powder.

Shanglu smelled the familiar smell from a distance.

It's too pungent.

Even though I lived with her in a village in the city for half a year, and often went to roadside stalls with her to eat these ordinary people's food, Phytolaca was still a little unaccustomed to the sour smell of snail powder.

But when Qiao Qiao ate the noodles, Shang Lu had long been used to the inelegant way of eating.

He walked over, "Aren't the servants here today, and the chef didn't prepare dinner?"

"I'll give them a day off today and let them go back to rest." After Qiaoqiao finished speaking, he took another mouthful of snail powder.

She became Mrs. Shang these days.

Taken care of by servants.

Eat a variety of exquisite dishes.

It's so awkward.

It's still easy to talk about her snail powder.

"You eat snail powder, what about me?" Shanglu asked.

"It's been prepared a long time ago." Qiaoqiao went to the kitchen and brought another bowl of cooked snail powder, "Here."

Shanglu raised his eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied, "You just let me eat this?"

This attitude is the same as when she bought him clothes from street stalls when she just got the certificate.

Qiao Qiao sat down and continued to smack the noodles.

Whispering, he said: "Is there anything you can't eat? In order to adapt to your status as the richest man in Pengcheng, you closed my company and made me live a life I don't like every day. I can bear it, let you What's wrong with eating a bowl of snail powder?"

Shanglu seemed unable to find the words to respond to her, "..."

She finished talking about the noodles on the chopsticks, and looked up, "Besides, marriage is about mutual tolerance, mutual tolerance, and mutual giving, not one-sided. If I put up with you, you have to put up with me."

"Eat." She handed the snail powder in front of him.

Shanglu didn't like the smell very much.

From the first day I got along with her, I have been uncomfortable.

Still bite the bullet, picked up a few, and fed them into his mouth.

Qiaoqiao put a lot of sour bamboo shoots into his bowl.

People who like to eat sour bamboo shoots, this taste is fragrant and delicious.

People who don't like it smell bad.

For example, Shanglu, he just doesn't like it and doesn't accept it.

Qiao Qiao is very aware of this, because every time she eats snail powder, he hides away.

In addition to the sour bamboo shoots, she specially added a few tablespoons of minced garlic and chilli to him.

Shanglu couldn't eat any more.

He was reluctant to eat powder, stopped, stretched out his hand to block Qiao Qiao, "Qiao Er, don't add it."

"You can eat it if you want." Qiaoqiao continued to add garlic chili sauce.

Shanglu grabbed her hand and said cheekily, "The main reason is that there is garlic in this pepper. I am afraid that if I eat too much garlic, you will dislike me when I kiss you."