Secret love becomes a marriage

"Gu Shubai's wife?" his mother smiled. "I think Miss Ji doesn't know enough about our family to say so."

Her words did not mean sarcasm, but a very natural Narration: "it doesn't matter. I can tell Miss Ji that there are some things about our family, focusing on our sparse mate selection criteria. What do miss Ji think? Are you interested in understanding?"

However, it's really uncomfortable to listen in your ears.

Ji Zimo held back his discomfort and tried to keep his posture low and modest: "OK."

"Yuanma, go and get the booklet," his mother said to Yuanma, who stood aside and first welcomed them in.

"Yes, madam." the distant mother bowed and walked out calmly.

After a while, she came back. She had gone out empty handed. Now she had a heavy booklet in her hand.

"Madam."

"Take it to miss Ji." Yuan Ma stepped in front of his mother and raised the booklet slightly. She didn't pick it up. She took a cup of tea and drank it slowly. Fang opened her mouth to let yuan Ma show it to her.

"Yes." the distant mother whispered yes and turned to her side.

Ji Zimo put his eyes on the book held by his mother for a while, and looked up at the people around him, but he saw that his thin lips were very tight. As for the look on his face, he couldn't tell what it meant.

"Miss Ji." Huang Shenjian, Yuan's mother had come to her and presented the heavy booklet.

Ji Zimo can only stretch out his hands and hold the heavy booklet in his hands.

"Miss Ji can look through it."

Ji Zimo is curious about this booklet. He wants to know what is in it, what relationship it has with the people around him, and why his mother wants to show it to her when he talks about his mate selection?

With curiosity, she opened the heavy booklet.

Turning to the first page, the first object is a portrait of a woman's whole body. It is a portrait rather than a photo, but it is still very vivid. Willow eyebrows, large and flexible eyes, high and small bridge of nose, bright red lips, gently open a smile arc, all the green silk behind your head, expose your white neck, wear a pink cheongsam, and your face is as beautiful as peach blossom, Then, in the space next to the photo, there are some character introductions written in block letters.

Name: Tang Wenwan, age: 20 years old, height: 1.7 meters, weight: 90, education: Master of biology from Oxford University, family background: the 180th direct granddaughter of the Southern Tang family.

This introduction starts from his name, age, height, weight, education and family background.

Ji Zimo held back the churning emotion in his heart, raised his hand and continued to turn back. It's all like this. The only difference is that every time he turns a page, the characters in the picture change.

"Miss Ji, what you just turned is the elder of the Gu family and the wife I preliminarily selected for Shubai."

After turning over, I already had some numbers in my heart, but I was really affirmed. I still couldn't help turning white.

She pulled the corner of her mouth and wanted to pull out a smile. She was helpless. She couldn't do it. Her voice was dumb: "so what? What does madam want to tell Zimo?"

"Miss Ji, how do you compare with the girl in this book?"

"In terms of appearance, knowledge, family background and other aspects, is there one that Miss Ji can surpass?"

"Zi Mo can't win." although she is unwilling to admit it, the fact can't be changed. She compares the women in this book with them. In that respect, she can't win.

"Well, what else can you say, Miss Ji, who doesn't even qualify for the first round?"

What else can I say? There's really nothing to say.

But what if you can't compare with them?

Everyone is born different and unique. Why compare with others?

Moreover

Ji Zimo took a breath and said, "but, madam, Zi Mo doesn't have to compare with them, does he?"

"Huh?"

"Me and Gu Jiao..." Professor Gu was used to shouting. He almost shouted again. Fortunately, she stopped in time. She changed her tone: "Shubai and I have long been husband and wife. We have obtained the marriage certificate. So why should I compare with others?"

As soon as Ji Zimo said this, the whole hall was completely silent, and the expression on each face changed. Among them, the most powerful one was his mother, who was stunned and slightly angry. However, she soon converged, and her face was still a gentle smile: "Miss Ji has been certified with Shubai?"

"Yes."

"Well." Gu Qi first said, "well, then there was a turning point:" but what? Without the recognition of our family, you will never be the eldest daughter-in-law of our family. You can't enter our family's door at birth, my family's tomb at death, and your family name can't enter my family's genealogy. If you keep the idea of having children, your child will be just an illegitimate child of our family in the future. "

Seeing Ji Zimo's face turned white and his body faltered back, Gu Qi was slightly satisfied and lowered his voice. However, she was still aggressive in her ears: "does Miss Ji think such a marriage is what she wants? Does Miss Ji feel there is any meaning in sneaking for half of her life or even all her life..."?

"Mother."

Gu's mother couldn't finish the last few words. Gu Shubai snapped at her.

"Ancestors, mothers and uncles, it seems inappropriate for Shubai to come back today. Then, Shubai should take a step first and come back with my wife to pay a visit and make amends one by one."

The child in his arms lost all her strength and trembled extremely. How could he let her stay here again? He picked her up, and Gu Shubai maintained his last upbringing and etiquette. He spoke to the people in the hall and turned out of the door.

Behind them, the faces of the people were no longer visible, but the sound of the broken cup was clear to the ear.

Ji Zimo listened to the crisp noise and lost all his blood on his face.

Gu Shubai looked at the situation of the child in her arms from time to time. Seeing that her face was getting whiter and whiter, she quickened her pace.

……

"Drive."

Out of the hall, around the corridor, Gu Shubai took Ji Zimo back along the road when they came. Different from the fact that they spent more than ten minutes when they came, he took her out in about three or five minutes. He came out of the deep old house. He took Ji Zimo and got on the bus quickly. After getting on the bus, he immediately told Yan Yi to leave.

"Yes." seeing that his young master's face was bad, Yan Yi didn't dare to ask anything. He just started the car according to his instructions.

"Raise the baffle."

"Yes."

……