On the wedding night, I found out that my husband was a chaebol boss

Chapter 285 The sour smell of love
Jiang Mumu ignored him, turned directly into a commercial street, and started shopping by herself.

But during the selection process, she looked back from the corner of her eye, and all she saw was Qin Juan following her.

Most of the anger caused by jealousy disappeared in an instant.

Is she going too far?

Ajun didn't look very kindly towards those women, and since he himself was a good person, you couldn't blame him for attracting bees and butterflies.

The only thing to blame is that this flower is so beautiful and fragrant that all bees and butterflies stick to it.

Jiang Mumu kicked the pebbles under her feet and pursed her red lips.

However, I am still angry!
"Boss, this... this and this, wrap them up for me!"

Jiang Mumu looked at the shop owner. She couldn't vent her anger on He Jun. She was buying something to vent her anger on the head office, right?
"Okay! Just a moment!"

The shop owner didn't expect such a proud owner. He rubbed his hands excitedly and calculated the prices for her.

"A total of [-]. Is it cash or card?"

Jiang Mumu handed over the money. She liked to visit stalls, whether it was European medieval vintage style or Republican style, she had a special liking.

In the Jiang family, when her little hobby had just begun to take shape, Mo Wanru killed it in fear and scolded her for liking to pick up rags.

At that time, she had always felt that there were no parents in the world who did not love their children. Father Jiang and Mo Wanru were harsh to her, but they were out of love and responsibility. The greater their expectations of her, the higher their demands.

Therefore, she restrained herself and allowed herself to live in their way, in a fixed mold day by day, like an exquisite puppet studded with gems.

No matter how luxurious she looks, without the gems all over her body, she is just a piece of wood.

Later, after learning the truth, although she lost her home, she was finally able to be herself.

However, the double downgrade of life and income, coupled with Ning Hao's medical expenses, and Jiang Kexin's overt and covert stumbling, made her run around for money all day long and had no chance to spend time and energy on her hobbies.

She never expected that after being forced to marry, she would become more stable and comfortable than ever before.

Jiang Mumu twitched the corner of his mouth with some self-deprecation, and smiled helplessly.

It's really a man's calculation.

"now……"

A hand clasped her wrist from behind.

"and many more."

Jiang Mumu's face instantly turned cold, and there was a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Could it be that Ajun also thinks that her hobby is money-consuming and shameful, so he wants to persuade her?
"Swipe your card."

Qin Juan took out a black card with his other hand and handed it over.

Jiang Mumu raised her head sharply and stared at him in disbelief, feeling moved and with a different feeling in her heart.

"Arjun... I just paid the bonus, so you should pay it yourself."

His salary is not high, but he can buy her what she wants without blinking an eye.

Qin Juan didn't speak, but he didn't move to hand over the card. The shop owner was also a smart person, and finally reacted, quickly took it with both hands, and blew a rainbow fart while swiping the card.

"Sir, you are so generous. Madam, you are spending your husband's money, so don't worry too much. When a man spends money on the woman he loves, he will not feel any physical pain. He will only be happy."

"As long as you are happy with the purchase, your husband will be happy."

The shopkeeper's words were so eloquent that Jiang Mumu couldn't hold back anymore and could only watch Qin Juan pay.

Carrying the packed things in his hands, Qin Juan freed up one hand to hold the person in his arms.

"Don't be angry, okay? I didn't even look at those people."

"Angry? Mr. He, in order to coax me not to be angry, you spent a few months' salary on your own terms. You are quite heroic."

Jiang Mumu was moved in her heart, and her words were unforgiving, but her tone was still soft. "Isn't the purpose of making money just to support your wife? If I don't spend my money on you, who else can I spend it on?"

"What? You still want to give flowers to others?"

Jiang Mumu suddenly became jealous again, staring at him with a pair of moist and starry eyes, coquettish and charming.

The wind blew her hair onto her red lips, which made Qin Juan feel itchy.

He raised his hand to tuck the hair behind her ear, speaking in a loving tone.

"Of course I'll give you flowers. Apart from you, I've never gone shopping with anyone else, so if you want to buy anything else, let's have fun shopping today."

"I don't believe it, fancy words."

Jiang Mumu felt sweet in her heart. Even though she felt that these words were meant to coax her, she was happy that he was willing to say it.

It's not like they can't make money. The two of them are usually busy and don't have time to hang out like today.

But since Ajun was also interested today, there was no need for her to defeat his interest.

Anyway, they are husband and wife, what belongs to Ajun is hers, and what belongs to her is also Ajun's.

As he followed Jiang Mumu calmly, the smile on Qin Juan's lips never faded.

She didn't believe it was expected by him. After all, He Jun was considered the second generation of a wealthy family before, and there were constant gossips. Reporters repeatedly photographed him and other women in luxury stores.

But Qin Juan has indeed never gone shopping with other women.

If Chu Han and others were here, their jaws would drop in shock when they saw this scene.

After shopping around again, Jiang Mumu bought a lot, and Qin Juan was carrying big and small bags.

In a cafe not far away, several men in suits and leather shoes were sneaking around the coffee table, glancing here from time to time.

Seeing Qin Juan and Jiang Mumu changing stores, they also changed places.

Finally reaching the end of the shopping, Qin Juan also carried more than ten or twenty packaging bags in his hand.

Jiang Mumu was still a little unfinished, eagerly looking at the stalls and shops she had visited, always feeling that there were hidden gems in them.

Qin Juan saw her intention and smiled fondly.

"Want to go shopping again? It's still early, and there will be a night market later."

Jiang Mumu scratched her head in embarrassment. Calculating the time, she had been shopping for two hours, and Ajun was not impatient at all during the whole process.

"That's it for today. A little stroll is pleasant, but a long stroll is harmful to your health. Ajun, sit here while I go to the bathroom."

She had a great time shopping today, but she was afraid she would cry when she looked at the balance on her bank card tomorrow.

Seeing that she really didn't want to go shopping, Qin Juan didn't force her. He found a bench and sat down, watching Jiang Mumu go to the bathroom.

Not long after, there were sparse sounds from behind. When I turned around, I saw a few more people behind me. They were the bodyguards who had just followed them behind the cafe.

"Mr. Qin, shall we pick up these packages?"

When had Mr. Qin ever done such menial work as carrying a bag?Who dares to let Mr. Qin carry a bag behind him?

"Who sent you here?"

Qin Juan's face changed, his expression was stern, his eyes were distant and cold, and he was a completely different person from the one he had just seen in front of Jiang Mumu.

"President Qin..."

"Go back! There is no reason for you to be here!"

If Mu Mu saw it, how would he explain it?

Moreover, how could other men carry his wife's big and small bags?

(End of this chapter)