The husband I got is actually the heir to a wealthy family

After getting in the car, Mu Ningxi realized that Huo Beichen did not call A Kun and the driver Lao Huang, but drove himself.

The car was also changed from Bentley to an ordinary Volkswagen.

Mu Ningxi was a little uncomfortable being alone in the same space with Huo Beichen.

After the car started, Mu Ningxi couldn't help but ask, "A Kun isn't going with us?"

"Why should I bring a light bulb with me when I'm dating my wife?" Huo Beichen asked jokingly.

Okay, I didn't ask.

Mu Ningxi turned her head to the window and rolled her eyes.

Who said Huo Beichen doesn't like to talk? Come and listen to how good he is at talking.

Looking out the window, Mu Ningxi thought silently.

"Next time you roll your eyes, you can do it at me." Huo Beichen said from the side, with a smile in his tone.

Mu Ningxi turned around abruptly and blurted out, "How do you know I'm rolling my eyes?"

After asking, she immediately regretted it.

Is there anyone as stupid as her? She is simply confessing herself.

How come when she met Huo Beichen, her IQ seemed to become zero.

Mu Ningxi looked at Huo Beichen angrily.

The other person shrugged disapprovingly, turned his head and gave her a faint smile, then instantly shifted his gaze back, staring straight ahead, concentrating on driving.

It was as if the previous words and that faint smile had nothing to do with him.

Mu Ningxi felt as powerless as if he was hitting cotton.

This guy is not only talkative, but also sharp-tongued and loves to tease people. I really don't know what caused me to agree to get married with him.

"How is it working at Huo's?" Just as Mu Ningxi was complaining, Huo Beichen suddenly asked.

"It feels good. The company just asked me to take over a new project. I have never been involved in this area before. It is quite a challenge."

When he mentioned work, Mu Ningxi put aside her previous prejudices and talked to him freely.

Huo Beichen nodded gently and asked, "Since you haven't had any contact with the company, why don't you tell the company? Aren't you worried that you will be punished by the company if you don't do well?"

"The company gave me the project because they valued me. How could I refuse? Besides, if I don't know how to do it, I can learn it. It's not a big deal. It's not my usual style to let me give it up."

Mu Ningxi strongly disagreed with Huo Beichen's words.

Yes, I didn’t choose the wrong person.

Hearing Mu Ningxi say this, Huo Beichen silently praised in his heart.

"Mr. Huo, how about you? Is your business going well recently?" Mu Ningxi thought for a moment and asked.

Mu Ningxi knew very little about Huo Beichen. Since he took the initiative to mention work, she could take advantage of the situation and ask about his situation.

"That's it. It's a small business. The business is about the same as before. It won't be a problem to support the family." Huo Beichen responded lightly without revealing more information.

Judging from your family's food, clothing and other living expenses, your business must be quite big, and you run it on a small scale. Who are you trying to fool?

The clothes, shoes, socks, bags and various jewelry in the room must have cost a lot of money. Is such consumption possible for a small business?

Glancing at the clothes on her body, Mu Ningxi didn't believe what Huo Beichen said at all.

Just when Mu Ningxi wanted to continue asking, Huo Beichen said first: "Please help turn on the radio. The last time I drove this car, the radio didn't work. Try it now."

Hearing him say this, Mu Ningxi had no choice but to reach out and turn on the car radio.

After fiddling with it for a while, a sound came from the radio. Coincidentally, it was playing a live interview with Meng Tianbo.

"Chairman Meng, what new plans does Meng's company have next?" asked the host.

Meng Tianbo's voice appeared in the car: "Meng..."

Mu Ningxi raised her hand and turned off the radio.

I was so stupid to help such an ungrateful person.

Recalling what he had done to Meng Tianbo before, Mu Ningxi couldn't help but curse himself in his heart.

A melodious piano sound rang out in the car.

Mu Ningxi then realized that Huo Beichen had turned on the music at some point.

"I'm sorry, I thought you didn't want to listen to that kind of interview, so I turned off the radio." Recalling Huo Beichen's previous request, Mu Ningxi explained.

"I really don't like listening to it. What's so good about that sound like slaughtering a pig?" Huo Beichen said seriously.

When Mu Ningxi heard him describe Meng Tianbo's voice as like slaughtering a pig, she burst out laughing.

"Mu Ningxi, you are very good. He doesn't know how to cherish you. It's his fault. It has nothing to do with you. You can't use his mistakes to deny yourself. I believe in you. You will get better and better."

Huo Beichen spoke again, his voice as mellow as wine, floating into Mu Ningxi's ears.