Blind date flash marriage, abstinent husband is the heir of a wealthy family

"Whoever ruined someone else's family, you!"

When Yang Zi and Meng Tian heard this sentence, the expressions on their faces flashed sinister at the same time.It's just that Meng Tian is more impatient than Yang Zi.

When she heard this, she swiped and stood up.

She pointed at Wen Qiao with her manicure finger: "Stop pushing your nose on your face, isn't it just to extort money by telling me how much money you want?"

Regarding Meng Tian's distorted facts, Wen Qiao just frowned: "It's a fact that you interfered with a couple to destroy their marriage. Don't you dare to admit it? Your hypocritical apology is worthless, and I don't forgive you."

The color change on Yang Zi's face didn't stop Meng Tian and the others from sitting here and apologizing. They were already condescending, but Wen Qiao never expected that Wen Qiao would dare to swear.

Yang Zi felt that Wen Qiao was so crazy because of Ji Yan, but when he thought about his own batch of goods, he thought about the forces that suppressed him.

"Shut up Meng Tian." Seeing that her sister wanted to say something, Yang Zi pulled her back to her seat.

The apology had the opposite effect, Yang Zi gritted his teeth, no matter how much he wanted to kill Wen Qiao, he could only put on a smiling face again: "Qiao Qiao, brother thinks there must be a misunderstanding here, why don't you sit down and we Talk slowly."

There was a bit of gnashing of teeth at the end of the words.

Zhang Yun echoed with disapproval: "How do you talk! We are all a family, how can you hurt others?"

Wen Qiao sneered, and threw Yang Yun's hand away in disgust. She had no interest in wasting time with the siblings: "No one stipulated that my sister-in-law should regard sister-in-law's relationship with whoever comes out of nowhere as her family."

Wen Qiao turned around and was about to walk out the door.

Meng Tian rolled his eyes, and suddenly played with his fingers and chuckled.

Her eyes were full of undisguised contempt: "Haven't you heard that the one who is not loved is the mistress? Why does Chen Luo, a yellow-faced woman who only knows daily necessities, occupy Mr. Xie?"

Seeing the back of people leaving, Yang Ziji hung up on his batch of goods, his eyes changed a few times, and finally gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "How on earth are you willing to forgive us?"

Yang Zi was still not sure that Gu Moshen did it, but he somehow felt that Wen Qiao must be the breakthrough point.

What responded to them was Wen Qiao's loud closing sound, and Wen Qiao felt uncomfortable staying in that house for one more minute.

When Wen Qiao returned home, she poured herself a glass of water and drank several sips, but still couldn't suppress the nausea in her stomach.She should have known earlier, there must be a purpose for the sister-in-law to suddenly ask her to go home.

After her brother got married, it was no longer her home.

Suddenly hearing the sound of unlocking the lock, she stood there and thought for a while: "Grandpa, are you back?"

As the afternoon approached, the grandpas who played chess almost dispersed to pick up their grandchildren from school or something.

Gu Mo opened the door slowly and took a deep breath: "It's me."

Wen Qiao twitched the corners of her mouth, and was about to say something to ease the embarrassment when she was suddenly attracted by the vibration. She lowered her head and saw that the screen of the phone was on, and several messages popped up.

Gu Moshen closed the door with one hand and put the key on the porch. In the other hand, he carried the stinky tofu that Wen Qiao called and told him to buy. In his hand, he also had a plain color box without any logo that looked very tall.

As Gu Moshen approached, Wen Qiao could smell the sweet fragrance from the packaging.Can't help staring curiously: "...I bought this one near the entrance of the alley?"

A trace of joy appeared in Gu Moshen's eyes, and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "If you see it, buy it for an extra meal."

In fact, this is a snack that he asked his assistant to order specially - because of Wen Qiao's phone call.

It was grandpa who noticed that Wen Qiao liked sweets.And Wen Qiao called him specifically to tell him that grandpa was thinking about the stinky tofu at the entrance of the alley.

The two get along surprisingly well.

A trace of strangeness crossed Gu Moshen's mind, and he couldn't help but add: "This is bean paste pastry rolls, which Grandpa likes to eat."

"Okay, I'll put it on the plate and start making dinner." Wen Qiao nodded, and went to pick up the things in Gu Moshen's hands, feeling a little surprised. The packaging was very elegant, and it didn't seem like they could be bought at roadside stalls.

Mr. Gu was very happy to be able to eat the stinky tofu he missed after playing chess.

It's just that he took a look at the bean paste meringue rolls that were arranged, and then looked at the calm grandson first, and he knew that this kid couldn't resist Qiao Qiao's charm.

It was Sima Zhao's heart that Gu Moshen specially asked people to order dim sum from a time-honored brand, and he came back so early.

Thinking of his great-grandson, Mr. Gu tried his best to suppress his smile before he winked at Wen Qiao: "This is sweet and delicious, Qiao Qiao has to try it."

Wen Qiao didn't know the twists and turns inside, so she nodded with a smile.

What popped up on her phone was a message from the high school group chat, where the group was enthusiastically discussing the upcoming banquet.

For those of them who have been out of school for a long time, the high school party is not just to connect with classmates, it is a flowing network of people.

Wen Qiao took Gu Moshen to the banquet.

Even though she knew that this man had a good-looking skin a long time ago, she still couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips when she saw that he was wearing casual clothes and was still overwhelming other elites in suits and leather shoes.

The eyes of the audience were almost all attracted by them, but besides surprise, some of these eyes were also mixed with jealousy and resistance.

In the banquet, apart from acquaintances gathering together to talk about the past, each of them is holding a glass of wine in their hands to shuttle in front of different people to build relationships.

Wen Qiao was holding the dinner plate in his hand, and just as he was adding a few slices of oranges, he was caught off guard by a woman who blocked his way.

"I heard that you are a teacher. I didn't say what you can do with a little money as a teacher. Don't you have to rely on men to support you?"

"May I ask who you are?" Wen Qiao's complexion darkened. She didn't agree with the other party's statement, but she really couldn't remember which woman with heavy makeup was stopping her.

The woman's face froze for a moment but she wasn't annoyed, she pulled the man behind her and took her arm familiarly: "This is our high school school girl, and Yan Wenyu, who is now a technology upstart, is also my boyfriend."

It could be seen that she was here to show off, Wen Qiao smiled politely: "Hello, Student Yan."

Yan Wenyu stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on Wen Qiao's face, and the tips of his ears turned red: "Wen Qiao."

In just two words, he just pronounced a kind of affection.

Gu Moshen frowned slightly, and held Yan Wenyu's hand: "Hi, I'm Wen Qiao's husband."

Yan Wenyu's face paled suddenly, his eyes moved slowly on the two of them, and finally squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

The woman's eyes moved inch by inch across Gu Moshen's facial features, which were deeper than Yan Wenyu's, without concealing her jealousy.

"Ayu is now cooperating with Gu's Group, which is the low-key wealthy family in Longcheng. The monthly income is five figures. I don't know who is the one with you, what kind of car does he drive, and how much is his monthly income?"

"Nothing to do with you."