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

Chapter 3 The first time he disliked her

"Qin Yujie, are you crazy?" Jiang Mumu said coldly: "I, Jiang Mumu, don't need anyone to protect me. He Jun is my man now, and I will naturally protect him to the end. If you want to play any dirty tricks, even though Come to me, and I will stay with you until the end."

"In addition, with the frequency with which you change women, you have a high chance of contracting AIDS. For the sake of growing up together, I kindly suggest that you go to the hospital for a check-up, so as not to end up harming yourself and others."

He was furious, "Jiang Mumu!"

Her voice was extremely cold: "Also, I have severed ties with the Jiang family, and I have nothing to do with you. Please don't call me again to pollute my ears. It's important to know yourself. I know you lack this It’s a rare advantage, so I’ll remind you this time, but it can’t be done twice. See you at the police station again.”

Really not wanting to hear his disgusting voice again, Jiang Mumu hung up the phone and blocked him.

She took a breath, she hadn't spoken so freely for a long time, it felt so good!

During this period of time, a big change occurred in her life. In order to pay for her brother's medical expenses and not to worry the old lady, she had been pretending to be indifferent and resigned. She had been pretending for so long that everyone almost thought she was that way.

Jiang Mumu was in a good mood, picked out the noodles and brought them to the table.

"He Jun, it's time to have breakfast."

Soon, He Jun walked out of the bedroom.

He sat down, looked at the bland egg noodles in front of him, paused for a moment, then quietly picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

He usually eats meals cooked by five-star chefs, but yesterday she got married and to avoid arousing suspicion, he sent them all home.

The bowl of egg noodles in front of him was truly the simplest and average-tasting breakfast he had ever eaten.

Jiang Mumu sat opposite him, not disdainful of his cooking skills at all, and asked: "I heard that you have a grandpa, doesn't he live with you?"

"Going back to the countryside." He hesitated.

"Oh, besides grandpa, do you have any other relatives?" After all, they are husband and wife, and they must have some understanding of each other. Although he cannot die, she has no plans to remarry for the time being.

"No."

"Then do you have any hobbies?"

"No."

Jiang Mumu stopped asking questions knowingly. It seemed that he didn't want her to know more for the time being.

After taking a bite of noodles, she looked at the time on the wall clock and asked subconsciously: "It's almost nine o'clock, don't you have to go to work?"

"Need not."

Jiang Mumu sighed softly. This matter was consistent with what his adoptive mother said. He Jun came from a low-income family. He was used to being a young master, but now he doesn't like to go to work, saying it would be detrimental to his face.

She understood that it was difficult to go from luxury to frugality, but she couldn't agree. Just as she was about to take her second bite of noodles, she suddenly remembered something.

"I'm going out later. I'll buy some more things I don't have at home. Is there anything you need to buy here?" He Jun shook his head indifferently, and Jiang Mumu stopped asking. After she finished eating, Pick up the key and walk out.

The man looked at the closed door and narrowed his eyes. The expression on his handsome face was pale, but the corners of his lips were raised coldly.

The fake daughter is quite interesting. She doesn't even blush when she lies, but the food is cooked too badly.

He looked down at the tasteless noodles and frowned, feeling disgusted.

This must be her first time cooking. He is worth hundreds of billions, but he has become a little girl's guinea pig, and it's free...

Jiang Mumu went to a nearby shopping mall and bought some things she needed. Although the house where He Jun lived had three bedrooms, it had only four walls. She doubted whether he had ever lived here.

And when she passed the door of He Jun's room in the morning, she accidentally saw that his bed didn't even have a four-piece set, just a thin quilt spread randomly.

He gave the room to her. She couldn't let him not even have a bed or bedding. From now on, we would never see each other again, and we should be more tolerant and devoted to each other.

The third floor of a large shopping mall in City A is full of daily necessities.

It was also the first time for Jiang Mumu to come to this kind of place. There were dedicated servants in the Jiang family to buy these things. She first selected bee flower conditioner and some feminine products, and then walked into a bedding store. The clerk He was greeted warmly for a while.

"Welcome, may I help you?"

She glanced around and said softly: "Is there a four-piece bed set that is relatively cheap but more comfortable to use?"

She didn't have much money left on hand, it was too expensive and she couldn't afford it. Besides, she and He Jun were relatively poor, so being comfortable and usable was enough.

As soon as he heard that she wanted something with a cheap price, the clerk changed his previous enthusiasm, the smile on his face instantly faded, and he looked at Jiang Mumu with a bit more disdain.

"We are a well-known high-end brand store. Every bedding is very comfortable. You get what you pay for. If you want to get a bargain, you might as well switch to another store."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Jiang Mumu to ask any more questions, and left directly to receive other guests.

Seeing the change in the clerk's attitude, Jiang Mumu frowned slightly, but didn't pay much attention to it. After becoming a fake daughter, she had seen this kind of realistic face the most, and she didn't want to waste time on it anymore.

She looked around while shopping, and stopped in front of a dark gray silk satin quilt. The quilt felt comfortable and its tentacles were cold, which was very suitable for the current temperature.

When he saw the price, Jiang Mumu was heartbroken. A four-piece set actually cost [-]!
Her internship salary was only [-], not counting the five insurances and one housing fund!

She quickly let go of her hand and was about to choose a set of cost-effective bed sheets and quilt covers. At this moment, a scolding voice sounded: "Stop."

Jiang Mumu turned around and saw the clerk who had just introduced the product to her, holding the set of dark gray silk sheets and walking towards her aggressively.

She pointed at a hole that suddenly appeared on it and asked loudly, "Miss, did you just break this?"

(End of this chapter)