After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband was a wealthy man

Chapter 8 regret

Jiang Qiyue wants to say that you have sold your house. House prices here are so expensive. If you don't save some money, when will you be able to buy a house?

It’s hard to explain in front of outsiders, after all, men also care about face.

"You may not think that these clothes are cheap, but they are actually not much different from those that cost 200 to [-] yuan. The raw materials are all polyester fiber."

Gu Heng wanted to say that he wouldn't wear pajamas that cost 200 yuan. Thinking that he was just an ordinary office worker now, being too picky would make people suspicious.

He glanced at the types of pajamas and said, "I want the gray one, size 185."

The boss picked out two sets of size 185 and was about to put them into the bag when Jiang Qiyue immediately shouted: "Boss, I want to see the size."

The boss was a little impatient and said, "All sizes are 185."

Jiang Qiyue ignored the boss. The goods on the street stalls were all processed in small factories, and the sizes were not as accurate as those in specialty stores.

She picked it up and faced Gu Heng seriously.

Every time Gu Heng buys clothes, he checks the style and size and pays directly. Why is it so troublesome?
He just wanted to go back and turn on the air conditioner quickly, it was too hot here.

As Jiang Qiyue expected, the clothes were not loose and a bit short, obviously the wrong size.

The other set was the right size after comparison.

"Boss, please change this."

After the boss had to change a new set, Jiang Qiyue compared it with Gu Heng again and paid the money after confirming that it was correct.

Then, Jiang Qiyue bought rags, mops, vegetable baskets and other daily necessities.

"Boss, you see I bought so many things, why don't you buy them cheaper?"

The boss took a drag on his cigarette and said, "73 yuan."

"73 is too expensive, how about 55?"

"55 is no good, I don't even make any money."

"Boss, let's each take a step back. For 60, if we can't sell it, forget it."

"Forget it, let's sell it to you."

Gu Heng was a little shocked when he saw Jiang Qiyue's counteroffer. He would not waste time on this small account, let alone waste his breath on trivial matters.

Passing by a flower stall, Jiang Qiyue couldn't help but stop and look at the different varieties of rose flowers.

Gu Heng reminded: "I won't be able to hold it if I buy it again."

Jiang Qiyue looked away and said with a smile: "I didn't want to buy it, I just think the flowers are pretty."

She planned to go back to her hometown when she had time and bring over the rose flowers from her grandmother's yard. She had brought those flowers from her neighbor's house without spending any money.

Gu Heng glanced at the flowers lightly. For him, that was all.

Jiang Qiyue pointed to the stall he often visited and said, "Mr. Gu, this stall tastes pretty good. Do you want fried noodles or fried rice?"

Gu Heng glanced at the hygiene of the food stall, frowned, and once again felt that he should not accompany her to the night market tonight.

He and Jiang Qiyue were not from the same world at all.

He won't come here to shop, let alone eat.

He suspected that he would file for divorce if he couldn't hold on for two years.

There were a hundred reluctances in my heart, but I still chose the same thing.

"Fried rice."

"Boss, one portion of fried rice does not contain onions, one portion of fried noodles contains some chili pepper."

Gu Heng was a little surprised that Jiang Qiyue still remembered that he didn't eat onions.

After ordering, Jiang Qiyue found an empty table and sat down.

Gu Heng walked over reluctantly, glanced at the greasy tabletop, and frowned.

Jiang Qiyue saw the disgust in his eyes, took out a few tissues and wiped the tables and chairs.

"Mr. Gu, you can sit down now."

Gu Heng looked at her actions and felt that he was a bit pretentious.

It is you who wants to pretend to be an ordinary person, and then you will find yourself too dissatisfied with others.

The blame should also be on himself for not agreeing to Pei Ran to get the certificate with a woman living at the bottom of the class.

This way he won't come to the open-air night market.

Gu Heng put down what he was holding and sat down at the table.After a while, the boss brought fried rice and fried noodles and placed them in front of them.

Jiang Qiyue had been hungry for a long time, and she became even hungrier when she smelled the aroma of fried noodles. She picked up the disposable chopsticks prepared in advance, picked up the noodles and put them into her mouth to eat.

Gu Heng saw that she was eating with gusto, as if she was eating something delicious.

He looked away, looked at the steaming fried rice, and picked up a disposable spoon, plastic and of poor quality.

I ate some fried rice and it tasted really good.

Jiang Qiyue took a few bites of fried noodles and looked up at Gu Heng. She saw him eating fried rice slowly. Last time, he found that he looked good when eating.

After just a few glances, she looked away.

Filling your stomach is the most important thing now.

Gu Heng was halfway through eating, and when he saw that there was oil all down there, he stopped eating.

He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth. He looked at Jiang Qiyue and found that she had eaten all the fried noodles and the bottom of the bowl was full of oil.

Can you still eat this?
When Jiang Qiyue paid, Gu Heng saw clearly that fried rice only cost eight yuan...

After returning home, Gu Heng went to take a shower as soon as possible. The sweat soaked his shirt, which was very uncomfortable sticking to his skin.

Jiang Qiyue began to pack the daily necessities she bought.

When Gu Heng came out of the shower, he saw Jiang Qiyue drying clothes on the balcony. They bought pajamas at the night market, two of which belonged to him.

He had seen this scene on TV.

It's happening right in front of my eyes now, and it feels completely different.

His clothes have been washed by the nanny, and the clothes for the past two days have been packed and sent back.

This was the first time a woman washed his clothes, even though he didn't want to wear them.

After Jiang Qiyue had dried her clothes, she turned around and saw Gu Heng standing in the living room. He was wearing a light gray nightgown. His washed hair was wet and sticky, showing a messy beauty.

The skirt is slightly open, and the smooth lines of the chest muscles can be seen.

She is not a beauty-obsessed person, but Gu Heng's looks are so good that it's hard to ignore.

"Mr. Gu, I didn't see your clothes when I was collecting them today."

She asked because she wanted to know Gu Heng's living habits.

Some people appear to be neatly dressed, but in fact they are very unhygienic.

"I sent the clothes home."

Jiang Qiyue didn't understand when he heard this. Did he send the clothes home to be washed?

Could it be that he doesn't do any work at home, like his uncle, whose clothes are always washed by his grandma?

"There is a washing machine here, just put it in the washing machine and wash it."

"When washed in the washing machine, the shirt will wrinkle."

"How about I iron it for you?"

Gu Heng originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that he was now a migrant worker, he didn't say anything more.

"Ah."

We spent the night peacefully.

It rained heavily last night, and there was a slight chill in the air.

Jiang Qiyue walked into the Yuyuan Villa area with her bag on her back and found the gate of the villa according to the address given by her employer.

At the entrance of the villa, the employer's nanny was already waiting there.

"You are Jiang Qiyue, right?"

Jiang Qiyue smiled and nodded, "Yes, I am."

At this moment, a Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of a nearby villa. After the door opened, a man stepped out.

Jiang Qiyue found that the man's back looked familiar and couldn't help but take a second look.

The nanny saw Jiang Qiyue's behavior and immediately guessed the little Jiujiu in her heart.

"The richest man living in that villa is the heir. Many famous ladies want to marry him, but none of them can catch his eye."

　Good afternoon, babies!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)