To avoid harassment from my brother-in-law, I got married to a wealthy man

"Is it considered as such?" Pei Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, and spit the crab shell in his mouth into the desktop trash can, "What do you mean by considered as such?"

Fu Nanzhou took a deep breath and exhaled, his voice dull, "I told her about my parents' situation, and she didn't accuse me of lying. But she asked me for garlic, saying that we have different habits, implying that we are not suitable."

Pei Shaoqing continued to bite the crab shell, gloating, "Then you are done, my sister-in-law doesn't want to live with you anymore."

The word "again" was used very vividly, and it successfully ignited the restlessness in Fu Nanzhou's heart.

He threw the crab-removing tools on the coffee table, frowned and asked, "Are you saying that she wants a divorce again?"

"Don't play dumb with me. You can hear that she is hinting that you two are not suitable for each other. Isn't the subtext of the sister-in-law's words 'divorce, we have different habits and can't live together'?"

Fu Nanzhou felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had a heatstroke in the summer.

Yes, he heard it, but he just pretended not to know.

Pei Shaoqing took a mouthful of crab paste, sipped it with his tongue, and then asked casually: "Old Fu, does my sister-in-law know your identity?"

Fu Nanzhou picked up the tools again and continued to remove the crab meat for Lu Xi. He replied indifferently, "I don't know yet."

"So when are you going to tell me?"

Fu Nanzhou hesitated for two seconds, "I don't know."

"Don't say your brother didn't warn you. This is a bomb. It's better to tell you earlier. If you wait until it explodes by itself... Haha, think about it yourself."

Pei Shaoqing came today to deliver crabs so that he could share the blessing with Fu Nanzhou, but the most important thing was to talk about this matter.

"As soon as your mother comes back, the conflict between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will definitely erupt. If she knows that you have concealed the identity of the heir to the Fu family, given your sister-in-law's temper, she will definitely explode.

"I don't know your wife very well, but she must be a stubborn and opinionated girl. She reacted so strongly to you hiding things about your mother, and now she knows that your identity is fake. If she doesn't divorce you, I will twist my head off and use it as a stool for you to sit on.

"My opinion is that you should confess your identity before the thunder explodes."

Fu Nanzhou was shrouded in a low pressure. "You are right, but how should I say it?"

**

On the other side, sisters Lu Xi and Lu Yao went to the cafeteria to eat together.

Lu Xi ordered cold noodles, and Lu Yao had no appetite due to the hot weather, so she ordered a plate of cold-mixed cabbage hearts and a plate of three-stranded popped beans.

Lu Xi picked up the cold noodles one by one, just like Guo Guo played with the noodles when she was picky about food. Seeing this, Lu Yao frowned, "If you eat this way, you will have to eat until the sun goes down. Do you have no appetite or are you in a bad mood?"

Lu Xi suddenly put down her chopsticks and looked up at her, "Sister, I want a divorce again."

Lu Yao got angry when she heard this, "Xixi, what's wrong with you? You want a divorce all the time, what do you think of marriage?"

"No, listen to me. Remember last time in the supermarket, Fu Nanzhou said his mother had passed away?"

"Yeah, remember."

Lu Xi poked the tomato in the cold noodles and took a small bite. "Actually, his mother is still alive, but because she likes gambling, he doesn't want to mention it."

Lu Yao was shocked. "He's not dead, so he said he was dead? That's too..."

In Lu Yao's understanding, no matter how bad their relationship was, they were still mother and son, and she was the one who gave birth to him and raised him. It was a bit rebellious for Fu Nanzhou to say that his mother was dead, which was contrary to the education she received in her childhood.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is understandable.

"Xixi, do you want a divorce because he lied and wasn't honest?"

Lu Xi was a little frustrated and said in a muffled voice: "No. Fu Nanzhou told me that his father would not like me, and I backed off when I heard this.

"Dating is different from getting married. Dating means I like you, you like me, and we are together. It is a matter between two people, and breaking up and getting back together is purely related to feelings.

"But marriage is not like that. Marriage is a matter between two families. I must face his parents. If his parents don't like me, then I will be in the same situation as you, right?"

Lu Xi didn't want to become like her sister.

Lu Yao felt bitter. Did she have such a big influence on her sister?

As a sister, she is such a failure.

"Xixi, you are different from me. Nanzhou is a very good person. From your point of view, he was wrong to deceive you, but he had his reasons."

Lu Xi nodded, "I understand, I can understand, but sister, he lied to me is just one of the reasons, the more important reason is that I am a little afraid of his parents. His mother likes Gao Ning, and his father doesn't like me."

"If they don't like it, let them like it. You have been stubborn and never give up since you were a child. Why did you give in so easily this time?"

Lu Xi supported her cheek with one hand and stirred the cold noodles with chopsticks, as if she was refuting Lu Yao, but it also seemed like she was just talking to herself, "But marriage is not something that requires a fight to win.

"I'm actually quite curious. People of my grandparents' generation all got married after a blind date. Some even didn't see each other until their wedding night. How did they spend their lives?"

Lu Yao looked at her sister, sighed and said, "What else can we do? We'll just quarrel for the rest of our lives. Let alone them, even in our generation, how can a couple not quarrel?

"As I said, marriage is all about firewood, rice, oil, salt and a mess. Just get used to it. Xixi, people should be content. Nanzhou is really good."

Lu Xi scolded, "The day before yesterday you told me not to let happiness go to my head."

Lu Yao smiled helplessly, "I am a little sick now. I even feel that if someone is so nice to me, I would be happy even if they lie to me."

Lu Xi curled her lips, "Then you should get a divorce and find someone who treats you well."

Lu Yao froze for a moment and poked Lu Xi on the forehead, "Alright, eat now."

After eating, the two sisters returned to their respective posts.

When Lu Yao received a call from Che Nan, she immediately asked, "Why haven't you washed my white shirt?! Lu Yao, what can you do every day?! When you were washing the dishes last night, didn't I tell you that the shirt should be worn on Monday? Why didn't you wash it?!"

Lu Yao frowned, "Sorry, I forgot."

"Why don't you forget to eat? Are you a pig?!" Che Nan shouted.

He was really mad. She even forgot this! Before going to bed last night, he went to the kitchen to remind Lu Yao not to forget to wash his white shirts, but she still forgot. She was acting like a pig day by day!

Lu Yao felt a sharp pain in her heart, "Che Nan, are you talking like a human being?! I owe you what I owe you?! It's just a white shirt, can't you wash it yourself? Wash it now, and then use a hair dryer to dry it after shaking it. It will be dry in less than half an hour."

"My finger is injured, how can I wash it?! It hurts when it touches the wound with detergent, don't you know?! I rely on these two hands to type code, do you think I am like you who have been doing rough work since childhood and have thick skin and flesh?"

Che Nan's questioning once again hurt Lu Yao. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, with two Band-Aids wrapped around her right index finger.

Her hands have never been pretty. Not only are her fingers thick, but her skin is also very rough. They are not as slender, fair and tender as other girls' hands.

When they first started dating, Che Nan held her hand for the first time. She pulled her hand away because of her inferiority complex and said awkwardly, "My hands are ugly."

Che Nan pulled it over again, placed it in the center of his palms, and said gently: "Not ugly at all. In my heart, this pair of hardworking hands is a hundred times more beautiful than those hands that look white and tender after having manicures but do nothing."

Now in the eyes of her husband, these are not hardworking hands, but rough and thick skin.