On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Ginkgo said with confusion, "Hey? Miss, I've never heard of this person. Do you owe her money?"

Hua Sheng picked up the scented tea and smiled, "Ow? That's right."

Ginkgo didn't ask any further questions and used black technology to directly access Yu Ping's account.

I found out that she forwarded a cash lottery event on Weibo two days ago, but the prize was.

"Miss, I found it. There is one, but the bonus is..."

"Then you allocate 8888 from my account and give it to her in the name of the lottery platform."

"Okay, miss."

The Ginkgo operation was also 666. After a busy moment, I asked out of curiosity, "Miss, who is this person?"

"A female classmate."

"Is he a friend you know?"

"Not really."

"Then you will help her?"

Both Chuntao and Ginkgo knew their lady's temper. Their lady was not a good man or woman, let alone a holy mother or living Bodhisattva.

He wouldn't be kind enough to interfere with strangers' affairs.

But this time it was because she took the exam that Yu Ping lost the scholarship opportunity.

Although she was right, she thought that she was not short of money.

To her, [-] yuan was not as expensive as a cat bowl for Xiao Hei to eat.

But for Yu Ping's family background, it is an astronomical figure.

So Hua Sheng finally contacted 8888 and did a lot of operations. He not only helped Yu Ping privately, but also didn't want her to know who it was?

Yu Ping naturally thought she had won the lottery, and happily used the bonus to build a house for her family.

It’s another weekend, and it’s already very cold in the north in September.

Hua Sheng wore a black windbreaker and went out with Chuntao and Ginkgo.

They kept circling the entire city, looking for places that Hua Sheng found interesting.

"Miss, you are so rich, why do you still open a store?" Ginkgo couldn't understand.

After all, she is a top appraiser with a net worth of over [-] million, and her current savings in Swiss banks are astonishing figures.

But Hua Sheng actually said that he wanted to open a small shop.

Specializes in collecting antiques, selling antiques, and making a profit from the middleman's price difference.

How incredible is this?

Not to mention her personal property, let’s talk about the conditions of the Jiang family, and the one million change fee given by Jiang Liu’s mother.

She didn't even move, but she still had to do her own small business.

Chuntao doesn't understand this way of thinking, and Ginkgo doesn't understand it either.

"To pass the time, having my own small shop is a dream in my heart... When I was in the mountains, I often thought, if my grandma is gone one day, where should I go? Later I thought, if I could open a small shop, Just live in the store, your life must be very fulfilling."

"Miss, didn't Mrs. Jiang give you a one million yuan correction fee? This money will be enough for a long time for the time being. Don't be so tired." Chuntao also felt sorry for her master.

"Don't touch the one million yuan. I don't plan to touch it. I will still give it back to the Jiang family in the future."

She didn't tell anyone about her agreement with Jiang Liu.

I just want to turn around and leave when the three years are up.

When Chuntao and Ginkgo saw the young lady saying this, they thought she was embarrassed to spend her mother-in-law's money, so they didn't try to persuade her further.

Finally, Hua Sheng fell in love with a shop in an inconspicuous alley in the old city center.

It is only 80 square meters in size, with a separate bathroom, and the facade is a bit old, with the front page made of logs.

This street looked deserted, and there seemed to be no one around.

But nearby is the most high-end economic and trade building in the city center. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a quiet place in the bustle.

"Just here, that's good." Hua Sheng turned around with a smile on his face.