I Want To Be Your Wife

Ling Ling did not have a good impression of Zhou Yu, but seeing Jiang Wenshu's face, he did not give him any face. Jiang Wangshu started to talk about the latest entertainment news. Women gossiping was a natural habit of theirs, and the atmosphere soon became very warm. Ling Ling even took the initiative to talk to Zhou Yu.

Halfway there, the three of them went to the pavilion to rest. Ling Ling Ling said while drinking his saliva, "I met Big Bro at the mall yesterday."

Jiang Wangshu paused for a moment before asking, "And then?"

"Big brother said that he was going to Jixi today to buy some clothes for Auntie at the mall. I was the one who helped choose them."

Zhou Yu asked, "Is it the one I met the last time when I was drunk?"

Ling Ling Ling was silent as he looked at Jiang Wenshu. "Big brother has seen her?"

Jiang Wenshu nodded. "Then why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"I thought you knew." Ling Ling curled his lips and said, "Look at how good big brother is. Every time I go back, I think of Auntie. Those who don't know this would think that he is Auntie's own son."

After saying that, she realized that she said the wrong thing and quickly explained, "I didn't mean it that way, I meant …"

Jiang Wenshu tapped her on the head, "Enough, don't say anymore. I know you don't mean that. Have you had enough rest?" If we have enough rest, we'll have to ride on. "

They left in the morning, only returning home in the evening. When they got home, it was already dark, and Ling Ling Ling was called back by his brother. Zhou Yu went back to buy some food and told Jiang Wangshu to wait for them to eat.

Jiang Wenshu didn't stand on ceremony with her. He nodded, took a shower, and then picked up his phone to call that person.

Fu Yuan had also just finished his shower. He had been busy the entire day, making both the meeting and the contract. When he returned to the hotel, he took a quick shower and sank into the sofa, reading some documents while smoking.

His cell phone vibrated on the sofa. He glanced at the comments and exhaled a mouthful of smoke before answering, "Hello."

Jiang Wangshu heard a sharp intake of breath and expected him to be smoking again. She grabbed her hair and went straight to the point. "Did you go back to buy clothes for my mother?"

"Yes." He turned off the computer and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"How much is it?"

"How much money do you have?"

Jiang Wenshu was stunned. How much money did she have? How much money did she have when she had just started her job and had not yet been paid and had no savings? In other words, was she rich?

Fu Yuan continued, "If you really want to know, I'll send you a photo of the ticket later. But before I return the money, you have to think of a question. Why are you so anxious to get rid of your relationship with me?"

She was silent there.

He called out to her, "Ginger," and said earnestly, "Do you think you've matured? Do you think you can afford what happens in the future? "

Jiang Wenshu was at a loss for words. He did not know what to say.

"Do you know the story of this place?"

She still couldn't speak.

"The more you try your best to distance yourself from something, the more certain it is that there is something wrong with you. Then why are you so anxious to explain everything to me so that you can cover it up? "Hmm?"

The last word, "Uh-huh," rose in the victor's voice.

"No, I'm not trying to get rid of anything. I just don't think it's appropriate for you to spend so much money."

"With my own money, as long as I'm willing, I'll spend it appropriately."

Jiang Wenshu was completely speechless. She was not good at negotiating with others. Fu Yuan's few sentences had rendered her speechless. She immediately hung up the phone and sat on the bed, her chest pounding.

Fu Yuan couldn't hear the voice anymore. He took the phone from his ear and saw that the other side had hung up.

Jiang Wenshu was definitely hiding something. He thought of many possibilities, but rejected them in his mind, and the last one, which was the most unlikely, popped into his mind. He was shocked by his own idea, although it was absurd, it was still reasonable and reasonable.

He took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. The cigarette was still the same, but this time he smoked without any taste.

Zhou Yu called Jiang Wenshu over for a meal. She tasted like wax as she repeatedly thought back to what Fu Yinan had just said. What did he know? Such a smart person like him might not be able to hide his intentions. Then, what did he mean by what he just said? Did he really not know, or was he intentionally trying to trick her?

She didn't dare to think any further. Halfway through a bowl of rice, her cell phone rang again and she was startled. When she turned around and saw that it was her mother, she was relieved.

"Mom, it's so late. What's the matter?"

Mother Jiang asked, "Will you be back tomorrow on Sunday?"

"What's wrong?"

Little Fu just called me and said that he would come see me tomorrow. Your Aunt Zhang's family has a child who graduated from a famous university and is said to be working in a state-owned enterprise. I found out that he is a good match for me, so I decided to call him tomorrow. I'm the only one who isn't suitable here. If you're fine, you can come back to check on me.