The husband I married by mistake on a blind date is the heir to a wealthy family

The next day, Yun Zhizhi woke up and went to wash up as usual.

After changing her clothes, she went downstairs. Seeing the man sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, she went straight to the kitchen and started making breakfast.

In the end, I just made two sandwiches and a glass of milk. I was afraid I would be too late for work, so I didn't make anything else.

Yun Zhizhi looked at the man and said, "Mr. Ye, breakfast is ready."

Ye Beiming hummed and walked over from the sofa.

At this time, her cell phone rang. She took a look and saw that it was her eldest brother calling, so she hung up immediately.

As a result, the other party called again and she hung up again. This happened several times before she finally answered the phone.

Before she could speak, the man on the other end of the phone said, "Yun Zhizhi, where are you now? Do you have any money? My parents were beaten and are now in the hospital."

When Yun Zhizhi heard what her elder brother said, she subconsciously looked at the man sitting opposite her.

Ye Beiming was still eating his breakfast leisurely and elegantly, as if he was having a grand meal.

She said calmly, "I don't have any money. My mother took most of the money I earned from working. I just moved out, so how can I have any money?"

Yun Mumu continued, "You don't have money, so your parents can only wait to die. You also know that my brother is not good at studying. He only graduated from high school and doesn't have a good job. So see if you can think of a solution."

"Didn't you just marry a husband? Can you ask him to give it to you?"

Yun Zhizhi heard this matter-of-fact tone and replied with a somewhat ugly expression, "I don't have any money. He is my husband, but he has no obligation to help our family. I can't think of any solution."

When Yun Mumu saw that Yun Zhizhi couldn't come up with the money and refused to ask her husband for help, she started to curse, "Yun Zhizhi, you are an ungrateful person. Your parents paid for your education and sent you to college. Now that they are sick, you don't care about them. You really have no conscience."

Yun Zhizhi replied, "You said my parents paid for my education and college, but I helped people wash dishes when I was in junior high school, and I worked part-time in high school, and even in college. I earned all the money from my part-time job."

"Since I was a child, I have never spent more than five thousand dollars at home, right?"

"Even when I was sick, I just pushed myself through it, and the clothes I wore were picked up from you."

"Besides, I lived with my grandma for a few years, and the money was earned by me and my grandma picking up waste at that time."

"You keep saying that I'm an ungrateful person and that I don't know how to be grateful. I just don't understand how I have done anything wrong to my parents and you that you would go to such lengths to deal with me."

As she spoke, her eyes became red.

Ye Beiming stood up, snatched the phone from her hand, and said in a cold tone, "You are their beloved son. If their son is not responsible, why should their daughter be responsible?"

Yun Mumu heard the voice and said arrogantly, "Who are you? Are you the old man my sister seduced? Let me tell you, my sister slept with countless men when she was in school. Be careful not to get a disease."

Yun Zhizhi heard what her brother said and choked up, "Ye Beiming, I didn't, I didn't seduce other people, and I don't have the dirty disease he said."

Ye Beiming reached out and touched her head, saying in a doting tone, "I know, don't worry, leave the rest to me, I will make him beg to apologize to you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Ye Beiming came over and hugged her, comforting her softly, "It's okay, Zhizhi, don't be afraid, I believe you."

She looked up at him with red eyes, "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

The man replied, "Zhizhi, can you change your name?"

Yun Zhizhi doesn’t know what being a man means?

She asked in confusion, "What should I call you then? Bei Ming, Ye Bei Ming, Mr. Ye, or my boyfriend, or Brother Bei Ming?"

When Ye Beiming heard these names, he smiled and said, "You can call me Beiming? Or brother is also fine."

Cloud branches...

"Okay, I'll just call you Bei Ming!"

He nodded, and looking at the little woman's slightly red and swollen eyes, he went to the refrigerator to get some ice cubes, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and placed them around her eyes.

Ten minutes later, Ye Beiming said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the company?"

Yun Zhizhi refused, "Bei Ming, I can take the bus by myself. Your car is too high-end, and I'm afraid my colleagues will misunderstand me."

Night North Ming...

How embarrassed was he to make her feel, or...

He looked at the little woman next to him, "Zhizhi, are you afraid that they will know our identities?"

Yun Zhizhi replied subconsciously, "Didn't you say secret marriage before? I think secret marriage is good."

Night North Ming...

"Haha, secret marriage is good, what's good about it?"

But these are exactly what I said before, so what else can I do?

In the end, Ye Beiming drove a black Bentley, watched his wife take the bus, followed his wife all the way to the company, and then turned back to Ye's Group.

This scene happened to be seen by Wen Zimo. At first he didn't notice the license plate number, H, which looked very arrogant, until the man drove away.

He only saw that the back of the woman who got off the bus and walked into the company looked a little familiar. She had a good figure, but looked a little small.

Wen Zimo sat down in a coffee shop not far from where Yun Zhizhi and the others worked. He wanted to see who this woman was.

There are very few people who can attract Ye Beiming's attention. It would be very interesting if he could kidnap his wife.

His assistant felt helpless when he saw their boss like this, but he said nothing.

The two ordered coffee, found a seat and sat down, playing a game, the National Hero designed by Yun Zhizhi's company.

I didn't even know how many refills of coffee they had, but they still didn't seem like they were going to leave.

Time flies and the sun sets.

At this time, Yun Zhizhi had just come out of the company and was surrounded by a man weighing about 200 pounds. Wen Zimo looked up and wondered why this woman looked so much like his childhood neighbor Yun Zhizhi.

He quickly ran out of the cafe.

Yun Mumu pulled her to go out, "Yun Zhizhi, my parents are in the hospital now, come with me to pay the hospital bills for them."

Yun Zhizhi struggled to shake off his hand, "Yun Mumu, I said, I don't have any money. It's no use for you to come to me. I don't owe them anything."

How could Yun Mumu be willing to accept this?

"You don't have money, so why don't you sell it?"

"It's not your first time selling it anyway, so what does it matter?"

Yun Zhizhi slapped him in the face.

She was really angry and attracted a lot of onlookers.

The colleagues upstairs heard the quarrel downstairs and ran down too.

Yun Mumu didn't expect that she would hit him, and he got angry, "Yun Zhizhi, you are looking for death."

After saying that, he swung his fist and hit Yun Zhizhi. He was fat to begin with.

Yun Zhizhi didn't dare to think about how painful it would be if this punch hit her.

The colleague who came down happened to see this scene, but it was too late for him to step forward to help.

He could only watch helplessly as the punch hit Yun Zhizhi's head.

Everyone closed their eyes, not daring to look at the punch she received.

Suddenly there was a loud sound of something heavy falling to the ground.