Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Chapter 710: The Couple Imagines the Future

"You're so scary."

Zhao Qingqing smiled and said, "You won't use the same method against me in the future, right?"

Zheng Hongjie: "These financial management tricks are just tricks in the eyes of a knowledgeable woman like you. They are just to deal with a woman like Wen Wen who gets something for nothing. It's just a matter of controlling her in a matter of minutes."

Zhao Qingqing: "I never asked you, how much money is in your card?"

Zheng Hongjie seemed a little hesitant: "Not much, about half a million."

"50? That's a lot."

It's already quite good that Zheng Hongjie has saved so much in the past few years since he got promoted.

In addition, he is facing a promotion. As long as he can be promoted to general manager, his income will double. He is definitely a high-quality man.

Zhao Qingqing said, "If your wife knew that you had so much money in your card, she would definitely make plans. You have to find a way to deal with it properly. If you can't, transfer it to me first, so that she won't be obsessed with it."

Although Zheng Hongjie had real feelings for Zhao Qingqing, he was always cautious with money.

When I heard her suggest transferring the money to her first, I naturally didn't dare to agree easily.

"Qingqing, if I hadn't bought you so many luxury goods before, I could have had more than 600,000."

"Hate it, you're blaming me... You're putting pressure on me just because I spent so little money?"

"No, no, no! That's not what I meant."

Zheng Hongjie quickly hugged his lover.

"I'm willing to spend as much money as you want! I know this money is nothing to you. You've been working for the general manager for many years, so you're naturally more farsighted than I am. Qingqing, you're my goddess, and I'll need you to give me advice on my vision in the future."

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

"But Hongjie, according to reason, your salary after marriage belongs to the common property of the couple. If your wife really wants to sue you in court, what if the court forces you to give it up? Even if I can't give her half, even if I can only give her one third, I will feel bad."

"I have my own way, don't worry about it."

Zheng Hongjie is confident.

"As long as you stay patient and wait for me to get my divorce done, I will definitely hold a grand wedding for you!"

Zhao Qingqing is beautiful and knowledgeable. The reason she agreed to the pursuit of Zheng Hongjie, a married man, is because he is handsome, willing to spend money on her, and has a promising future.

When Zheng Hongjie really divorces his wife and marries her, when she returns to her parents' home in the future, as long as she is careful to conceal his identity as a second marriage, everyone will know that she has married a high-quality man.

After all, in today's society, most rich men look rustic, and most handsome men are poor.

She will definitely grab the guy who can make money and is handsome.

However, Zhao Qingqing is not stupid.

She would never let the same thing that Zheng Hongjie did to Wen Wen today happen to herself.

Once they get married, she will immediately get a full grasp of his financial situation.

Anyway, the two of them are in the same company, and Zhao Qingqing is considered a leader with some say in her department.

Zheng Hongjie absolutely cannot hide anything from her!

The only headache is that he has a daughter, Lele.

Zhao Qingqing didn't want Zheng Hongjie to get the custody of Lele from the bottom of her heart. Although she knew that Zheng Hongjie didn't like his daughter, she was afraid that he might get the custody of his daughter in a fit of anger...

"Hongjie, what are you going to do with your daughter Lele?"

Zheng Hongjie had thought about it a long time ago.

"After all, she is my biological daughter. It would be best if you could give me the custody."

Zhao Qingqing: “Hmm?”

Zheng Hongjie: "However, if I have to choose between Lele's custody and property, I will definitely choose property."

Zhao Qingqing: "That's natural. Haven't you always liked sons? It doesn't matter if you don't want this daughter. I will give you a smart, cute, fat son in the future."

Zheng Hongjie kissed her and said, "I really hope you can get pregnant soon, so that we can have a child soon and live happily as a family of three in the future."

Zhao Qingqing said coquettishly: "Don't think about this for now, get a divorce quickly!"

Now, Zheng Hongjie has sex with Zhao Qingqing every time.

She always takes birth control pills on time.

Zheng Hongjie knew that she was worried that her divorce would not go smoothly, and he was even more anxious than she was.

Zhao Qingqing looked up and saw Zheng Hongjie was distracted.

"What are you thinking?"

Zheng Hongjie: "It's okay. I'm just thinking about what our son's name will be in the future."

Zhao Qingqing: "Humph, I knew you men all like sons! What if I want to give birth to a daughter?"

"I like daughters, too, but I like sons better."

Zhao Qingqing: "I warn you, even if I really give birth to a daughter in the future, you must treat her well!"

"Yes, yes, for sure!"

While dealing with it verbally, Zheng Hongjie was actually thinking: Wen Wen was already pregnant and gave birth to a daughter, and Zhao Qingqing must give birth to a son in the future no matter what!

I heard that there is a miracle doctor in my hometown who can use Chinese medicine to regulate the body and guarantee the birth of a boy. I will let Zhao Qingqing try it when the time comes. Zheng Hongjie's mother is almost going crazy for a grandson.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Suddenly there was a rough knock on the door.

Zheng Hongjie was startled and sat up from the bed, interrupting the lovers' warm chat.

Zhao Qingqing glanced towards the door, and her sixth sense told her that she had a bad premonition.

...Could it be her wife?

"Who is it?" Zheng Hongjie yelled angrily.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zheng Hongjie became even angrier, "You didn't order room service, you went to the wrong door!!"

He wrapped himself in a towel, put on his slippers, and flung the door open with vicious anger.

"you……"

After taking a closer look, Zheng Hongjie was stunned.

The fat and rustic figure at the door was none other than his wife Wenwen.

"Why are you here????"