Mysterious husband turns into boss after flash marriage

Zhan Nanye knew Si Lian's worries, because in her eyes, he was just her boss.She would definitely be worried and scared after what he did to her.

He must give her a sense of security, eliminate her wariness towards him, and make her willing to go home with him.

When replying to Si Lian's message this time, Zhan Nanye thought again and again, "He's drunk. Maybe he really recognized the wrong person. I'll tell him not to drink when he's with you." That will happen again.”

Si Lian, "So you insist on letting me live with him?"

Hang Chuan, "I'll be worried if you live outside alone."

Si Lian, "You know nothing! If you were by my side, I would kick you like I kicked Zhan Nanye."

Hang Chuan, "Did you kick Zhan Nanye?"

Si Lian, "What's wrong with kicking him? Who asked him to hug me?"

After sending the message, Si Lian was so angry that he threw his phone aside and muttered, "You bastards, you are all bastards!"

At this moment, Zhan Nanye lowered his head and looked at his calf. More than ten days had passed, and the injury on his leg no longer hurt, only the bruises were still there.

If he had known that it was her who kicked him, he would not have needed to find Dr. Shen, or use anti-stasis medicine, and let the injuries caused by her stay on his body longer.

Zhan Nan smiled at night. His Si Lian usually looked docile, but he didn't expect that he was very fierce in his bones.

He messaged her again, "If you don't want to go, don't go. I'll tell that bastard Zhan Nanye. If he dares to bully you again in the future, tell me and I will skin him."

Seeing such a reply, Si Lian felt much better. She rolled happily on the bed holding her mobile phone. From now on, she would also have someone to support her. Let's see if Zhan Nanye dared to bully her.

Si Lian picked up the work phone that was put aside and opened the chat box with Zhan Nanye. He was about to tell her that he was staying in a hotel, but he didn't expect the doorbell to ring first.

Si Lian thought that he had been waiting downstairs for too long and came to urge her, so she hurried to open the door. She never expected that it was Zhan Nanxing who appeared at the door.

Zhan Nanxing rushed over and gave Si Lian a big hug, "Sister Si Lian, are you happy to see me?"

Si Lian was indeed happy, "Xing'er, why are you here?"

Zhan Nanxing said, "My brother is not in the country to celebrate the Spring Festival, and I am bored by myself, so I just flew over to spend it with you."

Many years later, Si Lian learned that this was a random excuse made by Zhan Nanxing. In fact, it was Zhan Nanye who was worried that she would be embarrassed to get along with him, so he asked Zhan Nanxing, a tool man, to come over to spend the Spring Festival together.

Zhan Nanxing added, "It's almost the Spring Festival. It's so deserted to stay in a hotel alone. Sister Si Lian, let me help you clean it up. After you pack it up, we will go to my brother's house to stay together."

Si Lian has a straightforward personality and says whatever comes to mind, "You wouldn't go to your brother's house and run away like you did in Haishi, and then leave him and me at home."

Si Lian's direct response was that Zhan Nanxing, who had this in mind, almost couldn't resist. She waved her hands guiltily, "No, no, I will definitely guard you this time and won't go anywhere. Sister Si Lian, let's clean up quickly. Well, my brother is still waiting downstairs."

"Okay, I'll go take care of it right now." With Zhan Nanxing here, Si Lian felt more at ease.

Si Lian didn't bring much luggage, and she was used to putting things back in their place immediately after using them, so she packed her luggage quickly.

They went downstairs and got into Zhan Nanye's car. He asked the driver to take her to hand over the work first, and then took them to his home in Paris.

Si Lian knew that the house Zhan Nanye lived in was definitely not small. When she stepped into his house, she was still stunned by the lawn and garden of several thousand square meters.

Rich people are really good. No matter where they buy the house, it is the best. Unlike an ordinary working class like her, who has to pay off a loan for thirty years to buy a house.

The garden is big enough, and the living area is a two-story house. Si Lian is assigned to the guest room on the left on the second floor, Zhan Nanxing lives in the innermost guest room on the left, and the master bedroom is on the right.

Zhan Nanxing was very enthusiastic and followed Si Lian throughout the process, "Sister Si Lian, all the supplies in the room are prepared for you, you can use them as you wish."

Si Lian, "Thank you!"

"Come with me." Zhan Nanxing led Si Lian to the huge cloakroom and opened each cabinet door. There were bags, accessories, and all kinds of beautiful clothes and shoes in the wardrobe. The clothes alone were... There are cheongsams, suits, casual wear, etc.

There are clothes that Si Lian can think of and clothes that she can't think of. There are more clothes than an ordinary clothing store.

Every girl would dream about having such a cloakroom, and would imagine that there are all kinds of beautiful clothes in the cloakroom. Si Lian's eyes were filled with envy when he saw it, "Xing'er, are these your clothes?"

"They're all yours. My brother said these are New Year's gifts that your husband asked someone to buy for you." Zhan Nanxing took out a camel coat and said, "Sister Si Lian, try to see if it fits you first."

Si Lian doubted his ears, "My husband paid for someone to buy it for me?"

"Yes, yes!" Zhan Nanxing didn't see with his own eyes whether Si Lian's husband actually paid for it and found someone to buy it for her, but that's what her brother said anyway.

Ever since she was a child, she had always trusted her brother. She believed whatever his brother said and never doubted it.

Si Lian would only be envious of the fact that other people had bought these clothes, and wished she could have them. But when these things truly became hers, she began to feel bad about the money.

The clothes in this cabinet are not cheap at first glance. The coat Zhan Nanxing is carrying is the brand she bought with Meng Ziyin last time. A coat of that brand costs tens of thousands of yuan in China. A lot cheaper, but not too much less.

A coat alone costs at least more than [-] yuan. Adding in other clothes, shoes, bags and hats, it is estimated to cost hundreds of thousands of yuan at least.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars are enough for her to decorate her house.

The more Si Lian thought about it, the more distressed he became. Hang Chuan should not be short of money, but he couldn't spend it recklessly. Did he think he was as rich as Zhan Nanye and that money was just a bunch of numbers to him?

Si Lian took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Hang Chuan, "How much did the things you bought for me cost?"

Hang Chuan quickly replied, "Don't worry about the money, just like the things."

Si Lian, "Answer me first, how much it cost."

Hang Chuan, "More than one million."

Seeing this number, Si Lian felt as if someone had punched her heart hard. The pain made her want to vomit blood. It's not like she had too much money to spend, so was it necessary to burn money like this?

She gently stroked her aching chest and typed quickly, "Can we all withdraw?"

Hang Chuan, "Why?"

Si Lian thought for a moment, and if she said she cared about money, Hang Chuan might not listen to her, so she said, "Because none of the things you bought are what I like."